You Will Probably Cry After Reading This Story !

gravesI am lying on the bed. My children, brothers and sisters are all sitting by my bedside. Some close friends too are standing and overlooking my face. Suddenly I start breathing with long breaths. Someone among the people sitting in the room. Everyone around repeats with the reciter. My breath starts to ease out. I am opening my eyes and looking at something. Angel of death has arrived. I am getting late for the eternal journey. My mouth has opened up. My brother is dropping some water into my mouth, it is perhaps the “Zam Zam” water which I had preserved for the very moment.

Then everyone starts to recite, “Laa’ilaaha illallaaha Muhammadur Rasoolullaah” (Testimony of faith – There is none worthy of Worship except Allah and Muhammad is His Messenger). I have lost my vision. I have lost my tongue, I have even lost my sensation but I can still hear. I can hear my loved ones weeping in grief. I’m not dead yet but I am almost lifeless. Angel of death makes the final act and takes my soul out with an intensive jerk. I have now left this world.

All my wealth, cars, properties, bank balances, contacts and connections are of no use now. My identity is my grave and I am being referred to as ‘dead body’. My near ones are preparing my grave and some of them think it as inauspicious to keep the dead body inside the house for too long. The house which I myself built and lived in is shrinking in space for me. My bath is being prepared. I am taken out in the compound for the final bath. My bathroom fitted with expensive bath fittings is not for me now.

I am being wrapped in the white cotton shroud. I am boxed in a wooden box for the travel to my grave. My expensive car is not for me now.

For what then did I amass so many worthless things. Why did I lie to earn the useless wealth. It is of no use to me. Woe to me for I wasted my life in vain. I forgot that my last journey is near and certain. Why did I sin so much ? Oh! I have lost my game.

Now stop imagining This is going to happen one day with you and me. So be prepared. Good deeds will make your journey and the life of the Hereafter pleasant. Remember death. It is certain. It is so near. This world is just a short dream….. WAKE UP BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!

Death Is Certain, Life Is Not !

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11 Responses to You Will Probably Cry After Reading This Story !

  1. kvkarunakaran May 15, 2015 at 8:35 PM #

    very good

  2. bala May 9, 2015 at 1:42 PM #

    The story given by Mr SYED is excellent

  3. bala May 9, 2015 at 1:37 PM #

    dear sara it is true that everyone knows what is going to happen.In hindu it is telling that our soul never dies and it is going to live forever. well i dont know but one thing is sure that material happiness never last forever

  4. Farouk Kamal May 6, 2015 at 8:53 PM #

    Work for your world as if you are going to live forever,
    and work for your hereafter as if you are going to die tomorrow.

  5. Syed May 6, 2015 at 6:57 PM #

    Dear SARA
    I request you to post the above story.

    • Sana - Editor FFJ May 6, 2015 at 7:12 PM #

      Thank you very much Mr. Syed. It is very inspiring. May Allah reward you with good. You can send more such stories to ffj admin email which is [email protected].

  6. Syed May 6, 2015 at 6:55 PM #

    This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed lady who complained to her Psychiatrist that she felt that her whole life was empty, it had no meaning.

    So, the lady went to visit a counselor to seek out happiness.

    The counselor called over the old lady who cleaned the office floors.

    The counselor then said to the rich lady, “I’m going to ask Mary here to tell you how she found happiness. All I want you to do is listen to her.”

    So the old lady put down her broom and sat on a chair and told her story:

    “Well, my husband died of malaria and three months later, my only son was killed by a car. I had nobody. I had nothing left. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat, I never smiled at anyone, I even thought of taking my own life. Then one evening, a little kitten followed me home from work. Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold outside, so I decided to let the kitten in. I got some milk, and the kitten licked the plate clean. Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and, for the first time in months, I smiled.

    Then I stopped to think, if helping a little kitten could make me smile, may be doing something for people could make me happy.

    So, the next day, I baked some biscuits and took them to a neighbor who was sick in bed.

    Every day, I tried to do something nice for someone. It made me so happy to see them happy.

    Today, I don’t know of anybody who sleeps and eats better than I do. I’ve found happiness, by giving it to others.”

    When she heard this, the rich lady cried. She had everything that money could buy, but she had lost the things which money cannot buy.

    “The beauty of life does not depend on how happy you are; but on how happy others can be because of you…”

    Happiness is not a destination, it’s a journey.
    Happiness is not tomorrow, it is now.
    Happiness is not dependency, it is a decision.
    Happiness is what you are, not what you have.

  7. Mohammed Najeeb ur Rahman May 6, 2015 at 5:33 PM #

    Jazakumullahu Khair for this REMINDER ……………….

  8. Ahmed N. Bello May 6, 2015 at 2:09 PM #

    Dear Sara. This is a remarkable reminder of the stark reality of death. One of the major ironies of mankind is that in spite of the reality of death, only few amongst mankind make conscious preparations for it in ways that the Lord of all creations Himself has instructed.

    Thank you for the reminder. May it serve as a wake up call to your discerning readers.