The healing power of the divine words
In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
One of the many attributes of the Holy Quran is As-Shifa, which means the healing. Subhanallah! For every situation every subject matter and related to every separate occasion there is always something to refer to and soothe your heart from the book of Allah (swt). Whether you hear to the recitation or recite it yourself and reflect and contemplate on the meaning - it sure relieves so much from an ached heart and brings such tranquility. How could something be so beautiful? How could it be so unique to carry so much power - in just words? Thats the magic of the Quran - a book with the words of the Allah (swt), the Lord of the world and the Sustainer of the universe! It just shows and makes us realize over and over again that the words of Allah (swt) can be of assistance for all occasions whether we are sad, bored,nervous, happy, gloomy, excited, groovy - you name it! and it truly is the best of medications for the worst of the ailments. No wonder it’s the rising of the Divine light, the link between mortality and eternity, existence and non-existence.
I remember hearing such miraculous stories where comma patients after being bed ridden for 2 months in the hospital bed comes back to life as the book of Allah (swt) were being recited continuously near the person. I also heard from my mother how my grandfather reacted to the recitation of the quran during his last few moments of life, in the fall of 2003, where initially he was being so restless and as my mother started reciting the quran sitting near his bed – she saw the serenity overcome his restlessness. Both my grandparents have been very dear and beloved to me; their presence was such a rahma from Allah (swt) and they have been such a blessing in my life and to all of us in our family. The relationship of blood and kinship are extraordinary even if we may not realize these days and indeed they have always had and will always occupy special place in our heart. Its almost been a decade that I have lost my grandmother and a little less than two years that my grandfather passed away – their memories as to how I used to tease them and have fun with them are still as vivid as that of yesterday. They are in my mind and thoughts very often and by Allah I miss them so so much. I haven’t been comfortable enough to express my feelings of their loss to anyone and may be this is the first time I am actually writing about this. I remember, when my dada passed away I was in Albany, it was my first semester in the masters program; the whole day I was feeling very restless and extremely impatient – I remember having a three hour health economics class in which I could neither concentrate nor understand anything as my mind was preoccupied by the thought of home. I couldn’t wait to call home and find out if everything was alright. Then the moment it was evening here I thought may be I can call as its almost time for people to wake up for fajr salaah. So, I called home and it was around 4 in the morning there and my mom answered the phone. I could hear people around her as if it was evening time – the house full of people; then I realized something is very unusual. A part of me was trying to convince myself that there are people around because it’s the month of Ramadan – so may be everyone stayed over at our house and people are up for suhur. But it turned out that my grandfather passed away few hours ago. Everybody at home were atleast together to console each other and face the loss together. I was here trying to deal with it on my own. After I hung up the phone with my mom, flashback of the old days with my dada came vividly in my mind – how while I was in school dada was my buddy for lunch and dinner; he was my savior whenever it came to escape the scolding of my parents. He was the person who always encouraged me to build a relationship with the quran and not to miss salaah. Little did I understand the value of those advices at that time. Today, after a good one and a half years later- on a Saturday evening as I am sitting on my desk – I reflect on such words of wisdom that were so simple yet carried such insight to be a persons best companion.
Till today it bugs me and the fact that I didn’t see my grandfather during his last moments or the fact that I never expected him to pass away without any prior notice will bother me for probably as long as I live – ‘cause I will not be able to see that person anymore, who has been so dear to me since my childhood & since I can recall. I remember when we were young and would play outside the house in the evening – dada would be reading the quran in the veranda and keep an eye on the kids (at the same time). When done he would show his interest to join us the kids. Whenever I visit home I realize their absence more than anything.
I remember, the time when both my grandparents were alive. I was studying in Dhaka for my O’levels and I used to go back home to Chittagong every weekend. It was routine for me to run to my grandmother’s room first thing as I would step in the house and then to look for my grandfather. Out of that habit, even couple of times after my grandmother passed away, as I went home on the weekends, unconsciously I ran to her room only to find an empty room and the fact that the person is no longer among us. InshaAllah they are in a far better place now and may Allah (swt) be pleased with them and they be pleased with their condition in the hereafter. May Allah (swt) grant them both jannah and make the next world a much better place, and may He (swt) forgive them from the punishment of grave and the hellfire.
Having elderly people in a family can make such difference and brings so much baraka in the household. There are some special relations on this earth that Allah (swt) bestows us with to better teach us and make us understand such emotions as love and mercy – the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is one such type of relation. So, everything and every single person who have come across our lives are mortal and have a limitation to their time on earth - make the best of your time on this earth and make the most of your relationships. For verily, we do not know when the call from the next world comes and we may not have a chance to say goodbye.
I thought I was writing about the quran – and I got derailed from my actual intention. I guess I’m missing home too much these days L It’s all good. I miss them and irrespective of all the disagreements and all our shortcomings – I miss them big time. It always brings joy to my mind thinking about my grandparents and my family. Alhamdulillah! I have been blessed in this world by Allah (swt) – may He (swt) have mercy on me in the hereafter. InshaAllah, I’ll continue on the quran later on …
One of the many attributes of the Holy Quran is As-Shifa, which means the healing. Subhanallah! For every situation every subject matter and related to every separate occasion there is always something to refer to and soothe your heart from the book of Allah (swt). Whether you hear to the recitation or recite it yourself and reflect and contemplate on the meaning - it sure relieves so much from an ached heart and brings such tranquility. How could something be so beautiful? How could it be so unique to carry so much power - in just words? Thats the magic of the Quran - a book with the words of the Allah (swt), the Lord of the world and the Sustainer of the universe! It just shows and makes us realize over and over again that the words of Allah (swt) can be of assistance for all occasions whether we are sad, bored,nervous, happy, gloomy, excited, groovy - you name it! and it truly is the best of medications for the worst of the ailments. No wonder it’s the rising of the Divine light, the link between mortality and eternity, existence and non-existence.
I remember hearing such miraculous stories where comma patients after being bed ridden for 2 months in the hospital bed comes back to life as the book of Allah (swt) were being recited continuously near the person. I also heard from my mother how my grandfather reacted to the recitation of the quran during his last few moments of life, in the fall of 2003, where initially he was being so restless and as my mother started reciting the quran sitting near his bed – she saw the serenity overcome his restlessness. Both my grandparents have been very dear and beloved to me; their presence was such a rahma from Allah (swt) and they have been such a blessing in my life and to all of us in our family. The relationship of blood and kinship are extraordinary even if we may not realize these days and indeed they have always had and will always occupy special place in our heart. Its almost been a decade that I have lost my grandmother and a little less than two years that my grandfather passed away – their memories as to how I used to tease them and have fun with them are still as vivid as that of yesterday. They are in my mind and thoughts very often and by Allah I miss them so so much. I haven’t been comfortable enough to express my feelings of their loss to anyone and may be this is the first time I am actually writing about this. I remember, when my dada passed away I was in Albany, it was my first semester in the masters program; the whole day I was feeling very restless and extremely impatient – I remember having a three hour health economics class in which I could neither concentrate nor understand anything as my mind was preoccupied by the thought of home. I couldn’t wait to call home and find out if everything was alright. Then the moment it was evening here I thought may be I can call as its almost time for people to wake up for fajr salaah. So, I called home and it was around 4 in the morning there and my mom answered the phone. I could hear people around her as if it was evening time – the house full of people; then I realized something is very unusual. A part of me was trying to convince myself that there are people around because it’s the month of Ramadan – so may be everyone stayed over at our house and people are up for suhur. But it turned out that my grandfather passed away few hours ago. Everybody at home were atleast together to console each other and face the loss together. I was here trying to deal with it on my own. After I hung up the phone with my mom, flashback of the old days with my dada came vividly in my mind – how while I was in school dada was my buddy for lunch and dinner; he was my savior whenever it came to escape the scolding of my parents. He was the person who always encouraged me to build a relationship with the quran and not to miss salaah. Little did I understand the value of those advices at that time. Today, after a good one and a half years later- on a Saturday evening as I am sitting on my desk – I reflect on such words of wisdom that were so simple yet carried such insight to be a persons best companion.
Till today it bugs me and the fact that I didn’t see my grandfather during his last moments or the fact that I never expected him to pass away without any prior notice will bother me for probably as long as I live – ‘cause I will not be able to see that person anymore, who has been so dear to me since my childhood & since I can recall. I remember when we were young and would play outside the house in the evening – dada would be reading the quran in the veranda and keep an eye on the kids (at the same time). When done he would show his interest to join us the kids. Whenever I visit home I realize their absence more than anything.
I remember, the time when both my grandparents were alive. I was studying in Dhaka for my O’levels and I used to go back home to Chittagong every weekend. It was routine for me to run to my grandmother’s room first thing as I would step in the house and then to look for my grandfather. Out of that habit, even couple of times after my grandmother passed away, as I went home on the weekends, unconsciously I ran to her room only to find an empty room and the fact that the person is no longer among us. InshaAllah they are in a far better place now and may Allah (swt) be pleased with them and they be pleased with their condition in the hereafter. May Allah (swt) grant them both jannah and make the next world a much better place, and may He (swt) forgive them from the punishment of grave and the hellfire.
Having elderly people in a family can make such difference and brings so much baraka in the household. There are some special relations on this earth that Allah (swt) bestows us with to better teach us and make us understand such emotions as love and mercy – the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is one such type of relation. So, everything and every single person who have come across our lives are mortal and have a limitation to their time on earth - make the best of your time on this earth and make the most of your relationships. For verily, we do not know when the call from the next world comes and we may not have a chance to say goodbye.
I thought I was writing about the quran – and I got derailed from my actual intention. I guess I’m missing home too much these days L It’s all good. I miss them and irrespective of all the disagreements and all our shortcomings – I miss them big time. It always brings joy to my mind thinking about my grandparents and my family. Alhamdulillah! I have been blessed in this world by Allah (swt) – may He (swt) have mercy on me in the hereafter. InshaAllah, I’ll continue on the quran later on …
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