Death
Archived under My Writings , Tazkiyyah .
Umm Junayd
Yes, it's the unavoidable event, yet most of us think we are able to avoid it. It is the event that shall occur without prior warning, the event that shall take us all when we least expect it. It is the event that shall finalise our fate and confirm our one-way ticket back to our Creator. It is the event... that many of us fear most.
Why?
Is it because you're not 'ready'?
Is it because you'll miss your friends and family?
Is it because you don't want to meet your Lord?
Or is it.. because you don't wnat to think about that day.. that Day that you'll be informed of that which you used to do.
Just think...
The next time you go to buy some fancy clothes for that upcoming party, think about that white cloth. That white cloth that you'll be shrouded in when you die.
Just think...
The next time you wanna decorate your home, or move to a 'bigger place', think about that tiny little hole you'll be placed in. That hole which neither you wealth shall follow or benefit you. Will it become spacious for you, or will it be restricted and rib-crushing?
Just think...
That breath that you just drew in may be your last. Then what? What have you got to show for the time you've spent living in this world? What have you got to show for it?
Just think...
... Now act ...
Your Thoughts
((my only regret would be to have never found a meaning.))
What exactly do you mean by this? Never found a meaning to life itself? Is that what you mean? [sorry my head's spinning a 'lil so im not quite grasping things]
Rot in hell? Who told you that? SubhaanAllaah, that's no way to think. We all sin.. noone has a clean slate. But.. the thing is, what do we plan to do about our sins...?
((..that higher sense of responsility just isn't there.))
Again, what do you mean? *sorry*
Whoa! That's some deep thought right there, :) One of the greater truths most people avoid till thier last breath.
Can't really say I'm afraid of death. I'm not ready either...all I can say is, if the last breath was knocked out of me this very moment, as I am typing this comment, my only regret would be to have never found a meaning.
Even if I'm going to rot in hell for all my sins, whatever they may be, that higher sense of responsility just isn't there. One needs purpose to be and feel alive.