ALLAH, on this day, multiply for me its blessings, and ease my path towards its bounties, do not deprive me of the acceptance of its good deeds, O the Guide towards the clear truth.
O Allah, multiply my blessings… What blessings am I asking for multiplication in?
On the 19th day of Ramadhan, I realise that;
Time- the biggest blessing of Allah, passes so swiftly- O Allah, multiply my blessing, give me barakah in time
Opportunities knock at our doors not so frequently, and most of the time, I shun them away without a second thought, justifying that I am too busy. O Allah, multiply my blessing and inspire me to prioritise before I decide impulsively.
Children are my greatest asset, and will continue my struggle after I leave this mortal world.
“And we inscribe what they send forward and their marks…” – Surah Yaseen: Ayah 12
O Allah, allow me to raise them in Your way, so that I look forward to meeting You with pride of having fulfilled my responsibility
Guidance through Quran/ Ahlul Bayt- Both were sent for me to follow, but alas, I merely read the Quran in the Holy Month, in a language that I do not understand… and commemorate anniversaries of Ahlul Bayt, listen to their miracles and am satisfied. When I think of Hadith Thaqalyan I justify that through my dealings with both, I am holding on to them.
My Intellect- the misuse of which has allowed me to fall short and smartly justify my lapses. O Allah, multiply in the blessing of my intellect so that I think the way you have planned for me to think, as a result of which, all my blessings will be multiplied on their own.
O Allah, through all these blessings, guide me towards THE CLEAR TRUTH
“Verily Ali is with the Truth, Truth is with Ali. O Allah, turn the Truth to where Ali turns…” – Sermon of Ghadeer.
Allow me to take guidance from him, who is THE CLEAR TRUTH, inspire me tread on his footsteps….
“Realise that your Imam has satisfied himself with two shabby pieces of cloth out of the comforts of this world, and two loaves of bread for his meal.” – Letter 45, Nahjul Balagha
A poor couple who lived in a small village in Pakistan. They had only one son, so they gave him the best education. The son graduated as an Engineer in the nearby city.
Eventually, he got married to a rich girl. Initially, they lived with his parents in the village. Soon the wife got tired of village life and persuaded the husband to move to the city leaving the old parents in the village.
As time went, the husband saw an advert in the newspaper about a vacancy in Jeddah. He applied and was successful. He lived in Jeddah for years with his wife. Regularly he used to send money to parents. Eventually with time he stopped and forgot about his parents ever existed.
Every year, he performed Hajj, but immediately after that he used to see someone telling him in a dream that his Hajj is not accepted.
One day he related the story to a pious Aalim who advised him to go back to Pakistan to visit his parents. The man flew to Pakistan and reached the boundary of the village. Everything had changed. He could not find his house.
He asked a small boy about the whereabouts of so and so. The little boy directed the man to a house and said: “In this house lives an old blind lady who lost her husband a few months ago. She has a son who migrated to Saudi Arabia years back and never came back again. What an unfortunate man?”
The son enters the home and finds his mother on the bed. He tip-toed as not to wake her up. He hears the mother whispering or mumbling something. He gets closer to hear her voice. This is what the mother was saying:
“Ya Allah! I am now very old and blind. My husband just died. There is no Mahram (near relative) to lower me in my grave when I die. So please send my son back to fulfill my last wish”.
The moral of this dua is that the sincere DUA of a every mother is accepted.
“O Son, love your mom till the end of your life. The lady who suffered so much pain just to give you a beautiful life!”