~False Attractions of this World~
Assalamu Alaikum Xangers! InshaAllah those reading this post find
themselves in the best state of health and Islamic spirit. Wow, its def
been a while since I posted due to the busy amount of work level.
But, inner thoughts has def brought me back.
Caution: this post may be a little depressing, but I have no
intention to ruin anyone's mood...however if i do, I'm just cautioning
those who are reading to not continue reading from here. shukran!
Anyway, my overflowing emotions for this post simply just began one
day in my AP Economic Class. It was one of those tedious Mondays
where you wished u overslept forever and never woke up. The
continuous rain outside drenched the soil and made the atmosphere
even more lackluster. My teacher, Mr. Maddalena seized our
attention by asking us a simple question, "Can anyone tell me why
does money have value?" For the first minute no one spoke..perhaps
they were pondering about the answer..or they just did not
know..then a voice spoke out from the back of the classroom,
"Because we say it does." As we started to discuss the matter
further, this thought seeped deeper into my mind. How amazing is it
that just green paper can direct countries into success or failure.
How amazing is it that just green paper can evaluate if one person
has a recognizable career or an indefinite one. How amazing is it
that just green paper can label one's status: rich or poor? How
amazing is it that just green paper can can contaminate one's heart
full of gluttony and leave another with one whose generosity knows
no bounds.
My point is that truly money would have no value unless we
claim it does. Heck, if we even said eggs were worth value, they too
could even be used as a medium of exchange. As this process
developed, further, I realized how people become soo falsely
attached to materialistic attractions in this dunya. After all, what
doe we take with us to the grave besides our souls full of deeds or
sins? This feeling started about a month ago and still has never left
me. Rather, it just widened my horizon about the way this society
runs.
Last Saturday I was on my way to an all girls baby shower.
Driving calmly , weather was gorgeous...it was just too perfect. My
mother was in the passenger seat and my two sisters were in the
back. I was going 45 mph when a girl from a residential area was
about to turn in the right lane, which was the lane I was in. I'd
figured that she would stop due to the stop sign that was present so
I decided to keep going. All though, I still slowed down just a bit just
in case she would go. As soon as she saw me slow down, she stopped
as well. I accelerated because my heart was confirmed she would
wait until I passed. However, my instincts proved me wrong. Instead,
this person decided that they would make it and made a sharp turn
as my car was approaching. She crashed into the right front of my
car allowing my car to skid to the left lane. Alhumdulillah no one
was in that lane. I grabbed my brakes as I jumped and hit my
head on my rearview mirror, making cracks in my windsheild. The car
came completely to a stop and but my heart didn't stop racing, my
hands did not stop shaking, and my mom didn't stop screaming. As I
looked over, her head was extemely in pain. I got a hold of my phone
and called the ambulance as soon as possible. Even though, the other person
came over to me and started to blame me that it was my fault, I
shut her up and said I'll deal with you later. Words can't describe
what I felt that day. Within an instant I felt my life was taken away
from me and brought back. My heart melted as I saw my mother in
pain being taken away on the stretcher. I sighed in sadness feeling
that my mother's condition was absolutely due to me. Police came
asking me endless questions. Something deep inside me gave me
courage to respond to them and to stay unruffled. Alhumdulillah
Allah granted me my life and my mother is progressing a lot better
now. With His grace, the police confirmed that indeed it was the
other person's fault and her insurance will be having fun paying for
my mother's medical bills, my cracked windsheild, and my broken
headlight.
Another wakefield senior died April 25th 2006. Why? Car
accident. High speed at 2:30 am on a weekday allowed Ashley R. to
be killed. I believe Wakefield has had its share of tragedies. 5 seniors
will not be graduating among us due to drunk driving and speeding.
The faculty at WHS put together an assembly at my school
about car accidents. They set up a scenario with a broken car and
students describing a story about how some kids were on their way
back from Spring Break , and speeding allowed them to deviate from
the set laws..leading into lifelong injuries.
A mother came to speak about her son and four other kids
who passed away with him. IN 2001, of their senior year, they went
out to celebrate their last day of school at Goodberrys. Getting on
the beltline a while later, her son began to speed over 100 mph.
Making the car lose its control, the car did 360's and dove into the
grassy median, colliding with the oncoming traffic from the other
lanes...a van with 5 kids ran into his car...for they were fine..but when
his mother came to inquire about the status of the accident, all the
police said was. "Mam all i could tell you is that we have four
fatalities." I sit here wondering what could have been going though
in her mind at that instant? How painful is it to lose everything you
owned in a matter of a heartbeat? How painful is it to lose your
loved one 2 dayssss before he graduates? How painful is it to attend
the school graduation and try to control your tears as there is a
moment of silence for the four lost ones? How painful is it to see
seniors carrying flowers with their diplomas as you see a chair placed
with flowers and a graduation hat? How painful is it for parents to be
planning out graduation parties while you will be planning your
child's funeral? She never had a chance to say goodbye. She never
had a chance to say she loved him or that she was proud of him.
Tearss just came as she shared her pain with all the students at WHS.
My purpose for this post is not to depress anyone's mood with
various scenarios about people's deaths. But, for the past month,
death has been knocking in my mind. I wake up and think "Maybe
today?" We neverrr knoww when out turn will come. I'll never forget
the horrendous sound I heard when a vehicle hit mine. It was the
most eye awakening experience..I realized howw much I wasn't
ready to show my face to my Lord and how much I wanted to
acheive before I left this dunya.
With that, I would like to go back to my previous point about
false attractions. As Muslims, we should refrain from becoming too
attached from attractions that are seen in this dunya. Live these last
days as if they are your last. I know how much I have to get done
still. Being a Muslim already, many of us don't have to deal with the
problem of drunk driving. But how many of us die from drunk driving?
How many of us die just from car accidents? Death comes in so many
forms, and I pray that I and those who I know will die peacefully. I
pray that when I do die, people will remember me by that girl who
always made everyone feel as if they were the best person and
brought a smile on their face. I pray that I leave this dunya prepared
with courage to finally meet my Lord so that I can take pleasure in
the hereafter with endless bliss.
This is turning out to be a long post...khair I want to conclude by
saying that death should alwaysss be a factor that we should be
thinking about. Rasulullah S.A.W said, "An intelligent person is one
who is constantly thinking about and preparing for death." I feel it is
so vital for us to keep renewing our faith and to keep reevaluating
ourselves and intentions asking "IF i do this, will I please Allah?" We
should obtain from becoming engrossed into the false draws this
world holds. For all we take with us...is just our pure nafs. Please don't
get me wrong. I am not saying that we should all sit and think about
death until it comes. Instead, we should seek in beneficial, rewarding
tasks that will aid in distilling our hearts making us prepared to meet
our Creator.
Once again, I apologize for the long, deep post. I hope I didnt
upsrt anyone. In need of your duas, wasalamu alaikum.
-Sheema- | 
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