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| 2 instructive incidents |
(1)
A madrasa student narrates an incident and says:
When we were in secondary stage.
Some of us friends used to sit together during the breakfast break
And we all put our own breakfast together in such a way that no one
knows who brought what.
There was a poor girl who did not bring anything for breakfast.
I persuaded him to sit with me for breakfast.
Because none of us knew whose breakfast was which.
In the same way, the days of Madrassa passed
Even the time of our graduation from secondary came near.
Meanwhile, the student's father died.
When his father died, his circumstances also changed
That is, now she started living a better life than before.
Now she also paid attention to her dress and started bringing
breakfast.
That is, now she started living a better life than before.
Seeing all this, I understood that he might have received some
wealth from his father's inheritance.
Once I sat with him and asked him:
what's the matter....?
What is the secret behind this change?
Hearing this, she held my hand and started crying
And said:
By Allah, we used to sleep hungry at night
And I was hungry for intensity.
That's why I used to wait to go to madrasa early in the morning
So that I can satisfy my hunger by eating something with you guys.
And my mother used to hide the night bread
So that it can be breakfast for my younger brothers in the morning.
That's why I used to leave madrassa early in the morning
So that my brothers can eat my portion as well.
Then our father fell ill
Due to lack of money, we could not treat Dad.
Father died due to illness
And now that my father is dead.
Now our relatives, acquaintances and friends around us have started
taking great care of us
Because now we are orphans.
"I had a great wish that my father could have eaten his fill
in his life".*
He said exactly the same words.
He said these words in a very sad voice.
His words were accompanied by tears.
He said when our father died
Then people realized that we are really needy and needy.
She was crying profusely while saying all these things
And I feel the warmth of his tears even today.
Advice:
Is it necessary that when the poor person dies, then the rich
people realize the poverty of his orphans?
What happened to the people today?
Where are their donations?
Where are their zakat?
And where are the rewards?
Where is the distress help?
And where has compassion and compassion gone?
Dear Messenger
The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) says:
Every morning two angels descend.
One of them says:
O Allah! Give reward to the spendthrift
And another says:
O Allah! Do not destroy the wealth of the spendthrift.
(Sahih Bukhari Hadith No. 1374)
Take care of such households
Those who do not extend their hands in front of anyone due to their
self-control.
Dear friends,
Notify your neighbors and friends.
Among them may be people who are considered rich and prosperous by
those who don't know
While they do not extend their hands in front of anyone for the
sake of their self-respect.
By Allah, the lives of some of them are going through such
hardships that no one hears their moans except Allah.
Spend on such people and Allah will spend on you too.
Give charity.
Pay Zakat on your wealth and never fear poverty.
Keep your hand loose through charity
Allah Ta'ala will remove the sufferings and calamities from you.
(2)
Hot eggs
A boy of about thirteen years was making noises in the bazaar, but
it seemed that the poor thing was still clumsy just by making noises.
"Listen son! Peeling two eggs" I stopped him and said, "Yes,
good sir." He said while opening the lid of the cooler he held in his
hand. When he peeled the eggs, I held the two eggs in his hand and picked up
one peeled egg and said, "Eat the second egg yourself." He looked at
me with pleasant surprise and said, "Sass! Most people ask me for a
discount when they take two or more eggs. Sometimes you have to pay for the
purchase, how are you, sir.
Leaving the matter unfinished, he started wiping his moist eyes
with his right palm. I hugged and kissed her and fed the egg with my hands. He
looked at me with eyes full of gratitude and then said, "Do you know sir!
My mother carries my cooler to the last corner of the neighborhood and comes
with me and keeps telling me again and again to come back early when it gets
late at night. I don't get hungry until you come and when I go back I find him
at the door every night."
Sir G! Does any mother send her son outside in the cold? No, but
after the death of my father, I am the only one who earns. As soon as I come
from school, I take the cooler and go out to sell eggs and I continue to sell
until late at night so that I can pay for my home and school expenses. I will
remember your love for the rest of my life. Thank you very much sir." He
said putting the cooler on his waist again.
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