25/02/2024
*Kuwaiti writer Abdullah JarAllah has passed away. He is the author of these very touching words*
I will not worry at my death or care unduely about my body, for my Muslim brothers will do the needful. They will undress me, wash me, wrap me up, remove me from my house and carry me to my grave. Many will come to participate in my janaaza They would’ve took time off work or canceled appointments to attend my funeral.
My stuff will be put down
My keys, books, towel, shoes, clothes, etc.
If my family is okay they will donate my stuff to my benefit.
Be assured that the world will not mourn my death, and the movement of the world will not stop, and trade will continue, and someone else will do my work, and my wealth will be legally inherited by my heirs, while I will be accounted for it.
A little, or a lot, nothing will be lost.
The first thing I lose to death will be my name. When I die, they'll be asking, "where the body at? They wont call me by my name
When they want to perform salah for me they will say bring janaza. They wont call me by my name
When they are ready to bury me they will say bring the dead They wont mention my name.
For this reason, I will not be deceived by my clan, tribe, status and fame.
How insignificant this world is compared to what we will face.
*O you who are alive right now, know that there are 3 types of sorrow for you*
Those who really knew you, they will say the poor boy (despised)
Your friends that will stay sad for hours or days then go back to their speeches and entertain.
Home sweet home town Your family will be sad for a week or two, a month, two months or even a year after which you'll be just a memory.
Your story ended among people, but your true story has just begun, and that's beyond.
You have been stripped of: Beauty, wealth, health, children, houses, castles and your spouse.
Nothing stays with you, except your actions. You have now started the "real" life.
The question here is what have you prepared for your grave and your hereaf