calling of Iman...

Peace be upon my beloved yet very little readers,

It had been a very long exstand of time that I hadn't wrote any posts. Well, today is your very lucky day... or unlucky.. which ever fits in your position :)

It had been three weeks since I entered UiTM and my life now is... well... to say the least... peachy. But I have a small story as I like to name it, to tell. It's not something big or extra plus ordinary but I'm sure if someone was to read this... please to all do respect...

answer that call.

As I walked past the throngs of people my eyes caught sight of a man in white, seemingly like in his early 50-ties. He came strolling in, stopped at the entrance, looked to his right, then to his left then sighed. It wasn't any of one in a million miraculous sight but somehow his thorough actions had pulled my heart to ask of the reason for his sorrows.

Why?

It wasn't long after that I heard the call. Oblivious to my surroundings I stood nailed to the floor, pacing back and forward, waiting. I was at the merge of breaking down the whole store for the quiet annoying services given but that's when I saw the old man again. Our eyes had met during the cliche moment and I had felt the anguish of guilt flooding my system. It didn't make sense.

Why?

He raked his eyes away from mine and looked to everyone who were still eating, still laughing, still playing and most of all still talking of others.

Then it all made sense.
I looked at those who were laughing and talking, even while eating.

"We must remain silence during the azan.."

I looked to those who were eating, sleeping,and studying.

"When you hear the azan, stop what you are doing and immediately submit to prayers..."

Astaghfirullah...

It all made perfect sense. The old man had seen this coming. He had worried they would turn a cold shoulder to the call.

"One way to determine the strength of your Iman is by answering to the call of Iman itself," my teacher's words rang.

The call of Iman, the azan, as wonderful and melodious it was, was being ignored just for the sake of dunia.
It had saddened me that even I myself was one of those unlucky people. So, to make up for that humongous lost why not we (you and me) together make this little change? :)

because Jannah is not for me or you...

It's for US. InsyaAllah. :)