Ahmed Suleman Khatani – Oath On Time
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The loss of time is a sad and negative reflection, as it is used to measure progress and achieve things like satisfaction, success, and happiness. A disturbing image of a young man in the middle of the night's chest is also discussed, and the group discusses various aspects of their daily lives, including work schedules, personal lives, and relationships. The group also mentions a dream they have witnessed related to a fall in heaven, but the details are unclear.
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Alhamdulillah from the line to see now, I mean, say a
man in a melaholamo villa,
who may you believe Allahu? Wales, Habiba,
Nawa, shakyana, Muhammad,
Abu Asmaa, bond in majdawal, Quran in Hamidullah.
Jay
sallam, lay Saya, Taha sa o ahul, janati, Illa, Allah saat in
MATLAB, bihim Lad Kullu, laha, taala, Piha O Ka ma Kala,
sallAllahu, alayhi wa sallam
respected Allah Akram, elders and beloved brothers in Islam.
This human being
is constantly engaged
in a battle and a war with a silent enemy
which gradually and inexorably is taking away from him his most
valuable
possession which Allah subhanho wa Taala has granted,
what is indeed a great tragedy and ironical
is that to a very large extent, this Insan, this human being, is
not even aware of this loss, which, almost on a daily basis, is
occurring
that inexorable and constant motion, which Quran refers to.
Allah Tala says yukov will Layla, ala Nahar,
Yu vishil, laylan Nahar,
night is wrapped up in day, day is wrapped up in Night, night
envelopes, day, day envelopes, night and with the constant motion
of the clock, with the constant motion of time like a block of
ice, which relentlessly is melting away in the sunlight, in exactly
the same way those valuable, precious years, months, days,
hours, seconds, which, by way of Amanat and trust Allah has granted
each and every human being. Gradually, this is slipping away.
Allah, in various places in the Quran, takes qasam and oath on
time. Latara says, wala Asal by the oath of time. Wal, Fajr by the
oath of dawn, or subaid by the Oath of the dawn when he takes a
breath. Wa, Laya yasal by the Oath of the passing night. Not only
does Allah Tala take oath and Qasim on time, but those creations
of Allah subhanahu. Wa, taala, which allow time to be measured
and which bring time into existence. On them also, Allah
Tala takes oath. Vashem, Siva Doha, Walu Kamari, Idah, talaha wa
Najmi Ida Hawa, by the Oath of the sun, by the Oath of the moon, by
the Oath of the stars
through all these various qassams and oaths, what is the message
that Quran is giving us?
That not only is gold and silver and diamonds and oil and platinum
and minerals valuable, but more precious and more valuable than
these entities is time. Time is a matar. Time is a precious
possession which ALLAH SubhanA wa Taala has entrusted you with.
Unfortunately, when it comes to your other valuable possessions,
your money, you can look for a bank wall to keep it safe. When
it comes to your jewelry, you can look for a deposit box,
but where are you going to store time,
those years, those those months, those days, those hours, that
valuable entity of time, which was granted to you, where are you
going to store it? Which bank vault Are you going to keep it in?
When you incur financial loss,
it is possible you can recoup your loss. If you lose a job. It is
possible you can get a better job if some investment,
some investment where you put your money in, if.
Went Ori, if you took a loss, it is possible tomorrow you can do a
better investment, get a better profit.
But that tick, tick, tick of the cloth,
that one hour, then one breath that comes out,
then one day that is lost.
There is no force, no system, no technology in this world that is
ever going to give it back to you.
One after it comes that every Dawn, at daybreak,
this day, calls out to insan yabna Adam, in me kalkun Jadi
vanafima, Tamil, Sri yavadhan, Aleka, Shahi
Kamal, Sri amaskapatam in saindi in zahabtul and RJ elekum abada,
a day Break this day addresses in Saan, Yaya naadamu insan
in Mel Jadid, I am a new creation of Allah, a new day has gone. One
more day, one more extension you have received in this life.
Vana, FEMA, tamal, fiya, ganale, kashaheem,
but know and understand
that I
am a vault
which is going to contain whatever you put in me,
either good or either evil,
Like it is said in Urdu. What guzarna, what banana hain,
zindagi, guzar Na, na, ye, zindagi Banana, banana ke liye. Na,
nidhiya,
ham dunya keandha, Rene ke liye. Ni Ayam, dunya keandra, Jana ke
liye. Aye,
we have to make the time not pass the time not wile away the time
this day, every moment of our life, is a bang ball, which we are
filling either with good or bad.
So this day of justice Insan, tomorrow, on the Day of Judgment,
I am going to be a witness
either in your favor, in the court of Allah, if you spend me
correctly,
oh, I am going to be a plaintiff against you. Formal fear master
Tata means faith. So utilize me correctly. Understand and
appreciate the value of time for me in Zahav to learn araji irekum
Abu DHA because once this day is gone, once I am gone, like abada,
this day says to you, I am never, ever coming back. You will not be
able to turn the cloth back. And when the day passes, it makes God
wa Allah. Alhamdulillah.
Aliha Shukla to you. Oh my Mullah,
gratitude to you. Oh my Allah. You gave me. Rahat. You freed me from
this dunya and its inhabitants, Wale, Apollo, miklali and night
also says a similar thing.
Each human being from the time he has come into this world, my
respected brothers, each one
is like a time bomb. This life is like a time bomb, and the moment
of explosion is coming. Wala Kum Ng, Adu yom, Lata, Saki, Moon on
musato, every one of you there is an appointed time, a promised
time,
when that time comes, Lata, Kiruna, musato, Moon, you will not
be able to delay it even by one second. Why? Then Manila to an
Shabbat of Farah and faith Latin FAU, when moths and death bears
its cause, like sometimes some foolish people say, I escaped from
the jaws of death. I was lucky. I was fortunate. Never cook doesn't
realize a foolish person doesn't realize that Maud never bear its
claws.
There's no question of escaping, because if he had beared its
claws. Nothing and no system was going to save him. Each one has
come with a set period of time, every second, every hour, every
day, every month, every year of this life is precious and
valuable, like
the poet
says in foolish Insan,
in Shreya.
Of being a wake up call for you,
instead of being a reminder for you, instead of being able for
you, the passage of time, the Hallmark by which you measure, the
constant, inexorable motion of time, has become a source of
rejoicing and pleasure to you, rather than a source of hybrid and
warning to you.
People usher in. We hear this, we see, we read this expression.
Usher in a new year with a celebration. Welcome the new year
with a party, with revelry, with enjoyment.
Millions and millions of rands wasted, dollars wasted. New Year
party, New Year celebration, birthday celebration.
In
foolish Insan, you are getting happy with the passage of time you
didn't even little. Do you realize that every passing day is taking
you closer to your moats,
taking you closer to your death.
This is not a period of enjoyment. What are you celebrating? Abu
dharga, Ravi Allahu. Abu Insan,
or human being, you are a collection of days in zahaba yom
and zahababaduk, every day that passes, every year that passes,
every birthday, every new year zahababaduk, a portion of you is
lost, which is never, ever coming Back again when you celebrate,
what are you doing? You meet someone. He has a party. What are
you celebrating? He says, I took 100,000 Rand loss, so I'm having a
party. Someone will say, you need your head check. Are you gone mad?
You celebrating a loss?
New Year is not a period of celebration. This is a period of
ever
lesson caution put the brakes on in what direction is my life
going?
Have I realized the value of time, hours upon hours upon hours spent
in front of the shaitan box looking at Zina,
useless, frivolous novels read for hours and hours
now with anticipation countdown of the number of days when 22 people
from around the world will chase a piece of thick skin,
hours and hours spent in that
and little or no realization of the wastage of time,
that those second good moments, how precious they are.
Even the Jannati, even the jannathi, Rasulullah sallallahu,
alaihi salam said that place, may Allah says, every wish, every
desire, is fulfilled. Wala Qatar, will receive that which no eye has
seen, no ears heard, no mind has ever imagined, even the janati
will have one regret. What
regretting for Allah fiha, he will regret the moments and seconds of
the life of this world that went by in which he did not remember
Allah,
Which he did not make valuable.
Says
every
passing day is taking you closer to your
moth Swamy. So he says, exert yourself. Make this life valuable.
Make these moments precious. Acquire prophets, but not the
prophet of RANS and saints,
not the prophet of erecting big, big buildings or driving fancy
cars.
Material achievement. Walla, respected brothers. He is not a
Yahtzee to measure your progress or how you have made your life
valuable, for
if it was a yardstick, for if it was a yardstick, if material
achievements or what you have acquired of this dunya was a
yardstick to measure your progress,
then the pride and the prince of Humanity, muhammadu Rasulullah
sallallahu, alayhi wa sallam, Allah would not have put him into
that position where what we have seen wooly da yatiman, wahasha,
fatiran, wamata miskina, sallAllahu, alayhi wa sallam, born
a Yatim and often lived the life of a fatim and left this world as
a Michelin. The.
Left this world in such a condition that his shield has been
given
as mortgage for a loan for some wheat,
which he required for food in his house. Martha SallAllahu, alayhi
wa sallam, the prince the pride of humanity.
Muhammad Rasulullah, leave this world in mastini in poverty. How
can material achievement ever be a yardstick by which the progress of
your life is
measured? Pious person, mamunu Rashid, invite him.
Come and see what I have achieved. Mamunu Rashid was a Khalifa ruling
three continents.
He had built a palatial home, a hallmark, a testimony of his
life's achievements. No expense had been spared. Come and see my
position home. What is the reaction of this pious man? What
is the gaze of
he says, Ishmael kusuri kabima. He
says, Enjoy yourself in the deceptive protection of these huge
pillars that you have directed
morning till evening. Servants are running at your beck and call
like we hear nowadays, red light brigade, or blue light brigade. I
don't know what they call it. Cavalcade is coming. Move out
somebody important or prominent is coming,
who is prominent, who is important, who has made his life
valuable, that judgment is not based on outward opulence.
So far, Tara is an Kesha, fatilah, Imam, poet says, soon you will see
when the dust settles. Soon you will see when the dust settles
whether those that were walking around the Hugo Boss suits, or
whether those who were living in five star hotels and flying across
the globe, or whether those who carried that bits around their
backs
and Wadi had a roof over their heads and went in the jungles of
Africa to hunger to raise the name of Allah. Soon you will see when
the dust settles, who was riding the horses and
who was riding the ashes bukuri, morning till evening, servants are
running at your beck and call fulfilling your every woman
desire. But o Mahmoud Rasheed, do not be deceived by this,
because all this well, all this opulence, cannot stop or withhold
or delay the ticking of the clock.
The Tick, tick, tick, that bread that is coming out that is never
coming back again for even your full truth.
Suduri, inexorably, you are going in that direction, that day is
coming when in the depths of your chest, that heart will start
palpitating,
that burning pain you will feel that pain running down your left
arm on a cold day, when your brow will break out into cold beads of
perspiration that look going to the hospitals and see that look of
utter panic on the
face. Of that person that is staring death in the face.
Look at that instead of looking at the faces of merriment around you,
further in the forces of that youngster.
That youngster with his Ray Bans on with that gold necklace around
his neck, he stands in front of the mother, cleaning himself,
admiring himself from this direction, that direction, that
young girl who
thinks that she is this blade half the time, the bloom of her cheeks
were compared to the bloom of roses. The twinkling of her eyes
were compared to the twinkling of stars. She stands in front of the
mother, pleading herself,
why don't we realize it is just a few moons
how quickly the time will pass,
how quickly the time will pass,
and the same youngster, that same girl, you bring the mother in
front of us, you say, I don't want to see also, what cosmetic Are you
going to use? What plastic surgery are you going to utilize to delay
the onset of time,
to hold back the ravages of time, that which Quran says, Woman.
Up. Those of you whom we took to old age, we bring a reverse in
your creation. Why don't you understand this? Dunya is not
happy. Cut this. Dunya is not a reality. Wake up to the reality.
You suduri, he says. O mamolu Rasheed, when that heart starts
cultivating in the depths of your chest. Fahuna katalam mukina.
Fahuna katala, mukhina, makunta, ilafi Guru ri don't go to the
parties. Go to the homes where the covers, where the Janaza is being
lifted up. Don't go to the dens of vice in the dead of night, to the
places of merriment, to the places of music and nakedness. Listen to
the cries of that widow whose husband Janaza is being lifted up.
Listen to the cries of those parents whose young child in whom
they have invested and had aspirations for their future, the
desires of that young child is being lifted up. Don't look at the
rising sun. Look at the setting sun. Don't go to the places of
melisma. Even go to the publicist. See those black, desolate foots
and walls in the ground. Visualize the day when the cheek upon which
the best cosmetic was used will become the food of insects and
worms. Visualize that day when the sparkling eye worms will be
walking that whole is that not a reality? At that time, you will
realize that the life of this world was nothing but a deception.
Muhammad has come. January has come, whichever angle you look at
it from my respective brothers, a new year has dawned upon us,
another 365,
another 365,
days have passed.
Yet, unfortunately, instead of taking a breath, instead of taking
lessons, instead of analyzing the direction our life is going, it is
still the same rat race. It is still the same mad pursuit of the
wealth of this world. It is still the same running behind this dunya
we have become an ummah that has become ritualistic. Raviolo comes
10 or 12 days.
The birth of celebrated
Muhammad comes for 10 days or so to elevate
the family of Janabi Rasulullah, sallAllahu, Alam
comes, Rabbi olowah comes, Ramadan comes, Hajj comes, but
not one Ben namadi makes over,
not one person whose life is devoted to the Shaykh on God makes
over from that. Not one person away from the masjid comes back to
the masjid. We have become an ummah of rituals. We have become
an occasional umm, the prayer of arm, the message of Muharram is
not taken
what the rest of the world celebrates a new year
for this umbrella has made it such that the wound is opened up again
every new year,
reminder is put in front of us
of those 16 flowers
direct descendants of Muhammadu Rasulullah, God's personalities
when the when they were in The cradle,
sitting on the member two youngsters, the babies,
crawling. Yam
wayamaran,
dressed in red stripe clothing, crawling and walking. Jumarini,
he stops the gets off. The nimble goes to them, lifts them up,
Cuddles them, comes back onto the Nimble kissing their faces,
kissing their lips,
and then he adjusts the Sahaba sadaq, Allah, may Allah spoke in
the truth, in nama ham fitna, your wealth and your children at a
test,
I saw my little babies coming full and as with I could not contain
myself. I could not contain myself until I stopped my and I collected
them once he comes out in the streets of manina on one shoulder
his Hassan. I.
And other shoulders for saying RadiAllahu anhuma.
In those days, the Bedouins of the Arabs to show affection openly for
your children was considered to be something against the normal
society. So one Bedouin sees, this is shock. Ya Rasulullah, what are
you doing? He says, It is my grandchildren. It is my children
also. I love them. And then he pauses. He pauses. And then number
four, the Hadith, he says, oh my Allah, I love them. You love them
also, and love anyone of my ummah who loves them.
Such personality is that when they were in the cradle, already the
mantle was given Hussain. The leaders of the youth of Jannat are
my grandchildren, Hassan and Hussain virtues. Of them, the
occasion of Juma is too limited to going to leave direct descendants
five centuries later,
one Alim of the fifth century of Islam, Ibn Al Jozi, Rahim Allah.
He writes in his Kitab al biwesi, one incident
that there was one woman from the progeny of Ali Radi Allahu Gallan,
who
she was in Quraan. Her husband passed away. Poverty overtook
them. She made Hijrah left her little babies in the masjid. She
went to the governor of and said, I am from ale Rasul, assist me. He
said, Every beggar comes and says they are from Ali Rasul, where is
your proof? She says, I have no proof. I am a stranger in
Samarkand. She goes back to the masjid desperation sends her to
the home of a majusi, a fire worshiper. She says to him, I am
from ale Rasul no sooner he has this, despite he is not a
believer, he opens his home. He sends his family to fetch their
children from the Masjid. That night, the governor of Samarkand
sees a dream beautiful green palace made out of emeralds in
Jannat as the joy Muhammad rasulallah. Ya rasulallah, whose
Palace is this? La Vista? Assam says, this is the Palace of a min
muah of a believer. Where's Iman? He says, ya Rasul I am believer. I
am Iman. Ravi Shara San says to him, Where is your proof? Bring
proof. When my daughter came to you for assistance, you ask for
proof. Now today, you also bring proof. He wakes up afraid, runs,
looks for that family, discovers where they are, says to that
majuti, take 1000 dinars, take all my wealth. Give me that family
that
madhusi says, Yes. Bindesh,
without seeing you have to do this deal. I did it without seeing
everything, your whole kingdom I am not prepared to accept in
exchange for this family. He says, they are believers. You are
majuchi. He says, No, don't make a mistake. No. Soon I opened the
door of my home for this family. Allah opened my heart and the
heart of my entire family for Iman and that dream that you saw I saw
the same dream that palace was given to me and my entire family
by Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam, that family, that pure
generation that was five centuries later. Every year in this umbert
is reminded 61st year hijra, the plains of Karbala, not an
occasional
was not aware of
in his number words, while he was alive in Madina, one day, he says
to me, salimah, you stand guard at the door. The angel of rain has
come to see me. He has never come before. I will have private
meeting with him. No one should enter the young Hussain Ravi
Allahu, an in the exuberance of youth, jumps over hand into the
room of NaVi Salaam. Little while later, she can hear Allah sobbing
loudly. She comes into the home. She sees NaVi salaam cuddling,
Hussain RadiAllahu sobbing. Ya rasulallah, why are you crying? He
says that this angel has informed me that the blood of my grandson
will be spilled at the hands of my ummah. And the land, the sand of
that land where this will take place has been shown to me same
Ummah, salimah, 61st year of injury, at the time of utter she
sees a dream, rasulallah Hare this heaven shot.
Tears in his eyes, what has happened? What has happened? He
says, hazaru, Hussain, Hazara to maqtala. Hussain, I have witnessed
the slaughter of my beloved grandson. Hussain
took place then are taking place now and will continue to take
place. We are not an Ombud of rituals. We have to understand the
message that the goal is the pleasure of Allah.
The goal is asking us if blood has to be spoiled to acquire the
pleasure of Allah for to be afflicted, then let that blood
swell, even if it is the blood of the grandsons of Rasulullah
sallallahu, sallam, their lives also can be given, but the
pleasure of Allah has to be acquired. Time of
20 have already become shahid. 52 are left,
the left hand side, like there are Habib Imam Hussain, as says to him
to withhold the fighting so that Salah can be made. Three days the
water had been cut off.
There was no water to make wudu. Also, the wudu was probably made
with their own blood.
Shiva says, telling his Salah is not accepted. Habib says, Allah,
curse be upon you, that family who gave us salah, their Salah is not
accepted, and your Salah is accepted. Message come. They are
not prepared to withhold the battle. 52 they are facing several
1000s. He divides his companions, 2626
26 in front, face the enemy, while the other 26 performs salah, then
the next 26 carry out their salah, even in that condition, Wallahi
sitting on a member of the Masjid. If that Salah went Kazaa, it would
not have diminished from his martabite Anyway, the previous
day, at the time of asari goes off, Zainab comes to him. She
finds him smiling. What happened? Zainab? His sister? What happened?
He says, My grandfather came in my dream, and he told me that the
time for you to meet us has come near. Roy sidwal is already
prepared. MashaAllah, Jannat was already given. Yet in such
conditions, Salah was not made. Qatar,
this ummat, which year in year out, Muharram comes this ummat
year in year out, recalls the incident of Karbala. Why don't we
take the lesson of Karbala, when this is the condition of that
youngster whose Jannat is guaranteed in that condition, also
Salah was not made. Kazaa.
Then that college youngster who says that it is difficult with my
college outfit for me to make voodoo so it is okay for my salah
to go that student who says, I'm writing exam make myself,
excuses, trivial excuses.
What excuse are we going to give in the court of Allah, my
respected brothers, a new year has come. This is not a time of
celebration. This is the time of hybrid. This is the time to put
breaks on. This is the time to recount before us the dark storm,
the legacy of Quran sacrifice that was given by the Absalom, by
Sahaba IRAM, by his family, by the Salafi Saladin, with one goal and
one objective, the pleasure of Allah. Our purpose in this world
is to acquire the pleasure of Allah. For that everything can go
we are an ummah of kurwani. Our history is that of kurwani. Let us
come back to the masjid. Let us take the lesson of Karbala, take
the lesson of Muharram and realize the passage of time. We don't have
guarantee for tomorrow. We don't even have guarantee for tonight.
You.