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Friday, April 25, 2008 I really love friday prayers. It really shows off the humillity of each muslims. From the blazer-wearing businessmen to the people who keep our environment clean. Really, all of us just prostrate to the ALLAH. Its a show of FAITH. Anyway, remember my post about the time i blogged that my unofficial GURU was down with lung cancer?? Here goes another post for him....Read ok?? Its the last i can do for him... I was in class, learning the science of humans when my handphone beeped. One look at the msg confirmed my fears. It read: "Innalillah, abg Selamat telah meninggal dunia." I was stumped. I re-read the message not believing my eyes. I know that his condition was deterioratating but i just wanted to see him one more day and that was to be on TODAY. But it was not meant to be. I could not concentrate on whatever that was screened and i actually left class early. Unsure what to feel. Sad because he moved on? Or happy that his sufferings is relieved? I felt neither and just walked quickly towards the MRT. I reached home and was told to wait by my dad so that we can pay our condolences together. Upon reaching his house, i did not even give salam,i just walked straight into his room. 3 weeks ago i saw him sitting, unable to lie down on the bed, now he was about to lie down for the rest of time. I looked at his face. It looked tired possibly relieved but at the same time you could feel the distinct calmness about the look that was upon him. I stood quietly, read Yaasin for him before leaving the room. People were starting to come to pay their respects. My family went home. The next morning, I went to his place again. This time waiting for him to be showered. It was over an hour when it was done. Sounds of soft sobbing followed his body. Tears just poured down my cheeks. The rain started to fall softly as though rejoicing his return to ALLAH. I waited forr all the family members to kiss him on the forehead before making my move. Bending slowly, selawat before i kissed his cold forehead. Still remebering him said to me, "We make a great team". After all that, it was time to pray for him. The amount of people was fantastic. Most of them took off for that day just to make sure they see him off one last time. Ustaz Burhanuddin walked up to his body and said."Haji Selamat adalah seorang insan yang sederhana namun mengambil berat tentang anak2 yatim. Saya datang dari Indonesia 4 tahun yang lalu dan telah memberitahu haji selamat tentang anak2 yatim yang ada disekolah saya. Dan dia selalu sangat prihatin tentang keadaan mereka." Subhanallah. Such humility. That was one fact that i did not know about him. His brother, my guru mengaji now led the prayers. Then it was to his new 'home'. As he was lowered in, it started to drizzle. The feeling was subdued but many were gushing about all his positives. A strong sense of emotion swept me as the earth was heaped onto him. Yes, the sparkle in his eyes i will never forget. I will never forget how he made a LOCAL vietnamese complete reading the Quran in 2 years. I will continue that legacy. I will teach the Quran to anyone who wants if they approach me. And i will teach anyone, slow or fast like the way he did, without flinching or sighing. With that i end with InnaliLLAH..... |