Bismillahir Rahmaanir Raheem
So I tried being kinder towards Nu’maan but it was like being nice to a demented goat. Like the one Eidhul Adha, I was trying to feed the darn goat and instead of being nice and grateful, it butted me once then chased me around the yard. So I decided to all out ignore the goat.The human one who was my room mate,not the one that chased me.
That is why, we should keep trying to do things Only for Allah Ta’aala alone. It Is hard to get to that stage but not impossible. And when you not doing good turns to others to impress, gain favour, make them act nice towards you? You will be at peace, especially when they treat you like crap. Even for our parents and spouses, it is sawaab to make them happy, but they too disappoint us at times, so let’s make a niyyah (intention) we will do this because to make them happy is a hukam (law) of Allah.
“Handsome!! Salaam! How are you???Call me back!!” I shouted in excitement at my one and only best homie,Yusuf the Handsome.
“Heyyy my man! How are you?? What’s good in the hood bro? You dealing with Uloom okay?” Yusuf asked
“Yeah well it’s not so bad…You have your off days and good days…hey why you talking funny?”
He laughed “I put on braces,it’s hectic, so when you coming down man?”
“InshaAllah in the next 4weeks I’ll be home, can’t wait! Let’s paint the town red!” I said already anticipating a heroes welcome
“You didn’t change man, I thought you’d be all Moulana’d up by now and giving me naseeha bro, the guys all miss you” I could hear his smile
I was silent for 2seconds. “Then why don’t they call?” I asked
“Well they are just damn lazy or stingy, you know guys are not wired to phone other guys yeah and they can’t text you coz you don’t have your phone” He said
“Well what are you then? A drag queen?”
“It’s dif with us Nabeel,you’re my bro man, extra special with a side order of mad. So tell me something you learned? Don’t hog all that ilm to yourself” He diffused my rising temper.
That was the Handsome I knew,it always surprised us both that I was the one that went off to Darul Uloom when he was the one always thirsting for Ilm. We spoke for a bit more.
“Right Handsome,check you We’re going to play footy now” I informed him
“You’ll play footy? I thought only you allowed to play fatwa…footwa” He joked
“You kicked me! You kicked me on purpose!”Tariq screamed into Nazir’s face.
“No I didn’t” Nazir insisted looking up at Tariq. Nazir was a scrawny chap,somewhere around 15years old and the kind that’s always tailing everyone and listening in when he wasn’t supposed to. We used to call him, Tabi’(Follower)
“Does my leg look like a soccer ball to you??” Tariq yelled
“Well…if you lost some weight maybe it wouldn’t…you should try dieting, you play like a Man U player,loser” Said the smart alec
“uh oh” a bunch of us chorused as Tariq lit into Nazir but before he could land a solid punch,Nazir tripped him. Tariq ran behind him and suddenly it became a free for all ,well not a free for all but 3 other guys joined Tariq, two out to get their revenge on the kid who tattled on them to the Asaatizah and the other 2 who hated ManU been dissed. Now can you imagine what 4 guys would have done to Nazir who could have passed for a stick figure and made anyone look fat? Crushed him.
“What controls our emotions? What makes us happy and sad? We don’t find the pure humour of Nabi SAW appealing because our sense of humour has been tainted. We find mockery funny. We find shamelessness funny.
Sports make us happy and sad. When our team wins,we act as if benefited from their win. We can smile and show our teeth for 3days and if they lose? Oh no, we are angry,grumpy even snap at our wives and mothers because even the food doesn’t taste right then. How Stupid are we?” My Ustadh asked.
“How many people got hurt and killed for supporting a team that someone else didn’t like? No one must insult “Your” player, “Your man.”Most of these players live such filthy lives, they wouldn’t even spit on you if you were on fire,they don’t care about you,why are you wasting your emotions on them? Why can’t we get so worked up about the Sahaba (Companions of Nabi SAW)RA when the shia’s revile them and speak ill of them?”
“Aaah! You little #^%$*” Tariq was almost blue in the face when suddenly Hammad burst through them and tackled Tariq to the ground causing the other guys to fall.
“Time out! Read A’oozu,do you’ll want this to go to the Asaatizah? Cool down. This is no way to solve a foolish argument. Nazir,come here and apologise and you guys apologise too and if I hear of anything more, I will report you”
The guys all muttered sorry, as Tariq walked away ,he slowed down till Hammad was infront of him and turned to Nazir and mouthed
“I’ll get you.”