The One

 

“The One ”

Remember him(RA)
Who when laid
On burning stones
Lovingly invoked
“Ahadun, Ahadun”
(The Only One,
The Only One)…?

Remember him (SAW)
Who when asked
About The Lord
Recited the verses of
Surah Ikhlaas;
“Qul Hu WaAllahu Ahad.”

The perfect introduction
“…Of He who is the Eternal Refuge,
He who begets not,
Nor can be begotten,
And who has neither any equivalent.”

Remember him( AS)
Who when met with adversity
Called out to Rabb,
He who turned
The Fire to Coolness unearthed.

Remember him( AS)
Who called out to The One,
Within the dark acidic environs
Of vast belly of whale.
” There is No God,
Except You …
Verily I was of the transgressors.”
And with this prayer
He was pardoned
And ejected from digestive tract,
Laid to rest
On an barren land.
Where The Razzaq
Provided for his cure
Alleviating his throes.

Remember him and his wife ( AS)
Who both when dispelled from
The Heavens,
Were united by His Mercy
After years of solitude.

Remember him ( AS)
Who cried his eyes white,
For Yusuf (AS)
Who was cast out by
The jealous brothers’ might.
United again to His loving father and family,
He forgave the siblings
With the belief in His Just and Forgiving side.

Remember her (AS)
Who when left on the desert terrain,
Frantically searched
The Mounts
Of Safa and Marwa…
Her love and effort
The Loving One immortalized
For the believers
To re-enact
As a Shaa’ir Allah.

Remember The One
Who taught you to read?
Who lets you eat
And at night peacefully sleep.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

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Prayer

Prayer

Hands spread out
In front of her visage
She calls out the Lord;
The Most Merciful of all.
She hears the cry
Escape her lips
As the tears stream down
Bit by bit.
Shoulders slumped
Face soaked
With salty pearls,
A realization
Suddenly unearths.
The lips curve into a smile
For she remembers
Surah Najm
“And it is He who makes you laugh,
And He who makes you cry.
And that He will give death, and
He who gives life.”
Consoled and calm
She forgets her strife.
With renewed vigor
Her eyes sparkle and shine.
For the believer,
Everything is a sign.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

“Figs and You”

Our conversation

One Friday evening with you, my dear friend…

Evokes the image

Of the holy fruit “Tiin”,

Sworn by the Lord

In a surah of the Quran.

A fruit,

with a natural sweetness

And numerous benefits

For its consumers

Irrespective of their belief;

It caters a wholesome goodness

Unlike the artificial flavours

Abounding on the glittery shelves…

The “fig” and your sincerity,

My dear friend,

In its wondrous plainness

Are oblivious to the saccharine syrup

Of fair-weather friends.

 

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

 

Dedicated to Hiba Khan. Love you ,dear sister, for being just yourself! 🙂

 

 

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Moments before falling asleep, Rania had revisitations of memories passed. The scene replayed in her mind that had taken place two years ago.

“You will regret this, Rania,” her mother admonished her as she stepped out to go for taraveeh next door.

“What did I do wrong?” Rania thought to herself. “I only told her that she should receive Mamoon’s call from Canada, herself. He is her brother. She should have let him know that she would talk to him later.”

Still unable to understand the logic of being an un-necessary ombudsman, she stepped out from her house only after Amma had entered the neighbour’s house.

The taraveeh started. After the Surah Fatiha, as the imam proceeded to recite a familiar verse, tears rolled down Rania’s cheek. The verses were related to parents, particularly mothers.

“Thy Lord hath decreed that ye worship none but Him, and that ye be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor. And out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: ‘My Lord! bestow on them Thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood’ “(Surah Isra’ :23-24).

Ashamed, “Ameen” escaped her lips at the dua. But then the nafs set in. The admonishment and the futile disagreement for which she was chastised, surfaced in her mind.

O Allah, you know what the situation is. You are the All- Seeing, All Encompassing. What did I do wrong? Why does she always make it hard for me?

Suddenly her mother’s face flashed before her eyes while still in salah. A feeling arose and encompassed Rania’s heart…

“La Taa’ Khaf…” (Don’t worry)

Maybe this is what is called “sakeenah”, Rania realized. Everything will be fine.

It’s not easy for your widowed mother. Everything will be fine.

Consoled, she heard the imam say “Allahu Akbar” and followed the jama’at into the ruku.

The tears had stopped flowing.