Yesterday was a hectic day for me. I had much headache since morning and the whole time was extremely difficult. My eyes were swelling, my brain was beating with my heart beats. If I could just smack my head in the wall and it eased me, I would have done it. Didn’t want to go to office, but I had to obviously, hoping that it will settle down some time later.
At lunch time I took two tablets of Ponston from my office first aid box, praying to Allah SWT to ease my pain. Praying to Allah SWT that he will forgive my sins due to this pain according to the hadith of Rasullah “A believer does not receive (the trouble) of running a thorn or more than that but Allah elevates him in rank or effaces his sins because of that.” [Aisha RA, Sahih Muslim]
I had an apple and a carrot as lunch sitting in my office balcony, watching kids playing in the City school ground at Johar Town, feeling my pain. I decided I won’t be able to carry on some of my pre-commitments after office so I cancelled them all and decided to go back home as soon as office ends. So did I.
I reached home after buying some grocery and went to my room for a sleep. Though to myself, how will I sleep with this headache but managed somehow to get a little. After a while I woke up due to the irritating chirps of my parrot JJ. Its a beautiful grey cocktail with orange cheeks. We have placed a bulb for heating purposes in its cage as winter is approaching fast, but we discovered that the bulb kept it off from sleep due to light, so we made sure we switch it off at appropriate times so that it can rest properly. I longed for it keep quite but it didn’t. We are pretty used to that at home anyway.
Whats interesting was that a couple of days before JJ finally learnt how to jump from the sofa to our sholder once we show him reeori (Famous pakistani sweet) because it was fond of it. It was funny and yet amazing that how we can tame such birds. Had a wonderful time with it since almost 8 months when it came as a baby birdy.
But anyway, in my sleep, cursing its chirping, I kept on pretending to sleep. The night passed, I woke up in the morning today, took up my usual routine, shower, getting ready for office, and going down for breakfast that my wife prepares in the meantime. I went down and suddenly, my wife told me an extremely sad news that put me in deep sorrow and regret.
“Apko pata he, JJ mar gaya”.
and I was like,
“kia? kaise?”
and she told me that we don’t know it was perfectly fine last night, eating, running here and there, chirping, but in the morning my sister told her that it died. Wallahu aalam was happened to it. I was so shocked. And right then an ayah of the Glorious Quran stuck me like lightning.
هُوَ الَّذِي خَلَقَكُمْ مِنْ طِينٍ ثُمَّ قَضَىٰ أَجَلًا ۖ وَأَجَلٌ مُسَمًّى عِنْدَهُ ۖ ثُمَّ أَنْتُمْ تَمْتَرُونَ
It is He who created you from clay and then decreed a term and a specified time [known] to Him; then [still] you are in dispute.
Surah Anaam ayah 02
We read tafsir of this ayah that Allah has decreed a time for death for every human being and even every living or non living creature that He has created in this whole universe. He has not only decreed the individual time of death of all but has also decreed the collective time of everything واجل مسمی عندہ for the day of Qayamah when every human being and jin will be gathered in front of Allah for the detailed account spent in years of life span.
It was so unexpected that I could only remember my own death that we would all have to die like this. Allah knows best when is our time written. Allah knows best whether or not we will wake up tomorrow morning. Whether or not we will be able to see our loved ones tomorrow morning like I am unable to see my loveliest parrot JJ. My father took it out of the cage when my sister told him to bury him somewhere when she was leaving for her college. It was definitely sad for all the family as we all loved it very much. May Allah rectify our mistakes, make us true slaves of Allah by understanding true Tawheed from Quran and hadith and make us among the mutaqoon.
May Allah make our paths the correct ones. کہیں ایسا نہ ہو کہ دیر ہو جاءے
Ameen.
Dedicated to my cute little parrot, JJ
(Jadu Junior, inspired by our previous parrot whos name was Jadu)
With love!
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