This is my story. About the love that came alone.
Three years ago I was 23 years old and very unhappy. I had just left a
rich, non-committed manwho wanted to marry meand gave me everything
Ineeded.
But one day, April 1 it was and just like in a joke I left him. There
was a reason and quite a serious one. He wanted to own me. Leaving him
meant losing my job (because I worked for him), my love, my comfort
and money.
Another man helped me leave him; he was the third man in my life. I
was madly in love with him. I simply adored him.Two months after we
began dating, his ex-girlfriend called him and told him she was
pregnant. He went crazy. He began behaving weird. He didn't know what
to do. Go to her or stay with me. At the end, he left me.
I cried myself out. For months and maybe years.
I started dating other men and hurting them. For only a year I went to
bed with 5 men and left them in the worst possible way. I made them
cry and beg me.
I felt nothing. I was the cruelest being in the world. My heart was
broken and I found no meaning of life. But at a certain point I calmed
down. I forgot the man that left me. He married that woman he left me
for. I lost him forever andI knew I needed to move forward and to go
back to normal, to somehow save my soul.
Weird enough after this so called balance, Paco appeared. I was at a
bar and he approached and started talking to me. We spent our time
together until 4 am and we couldn't get enough of each other. It was
hard atthe beginning. He had just been abandoned by a woman he was 5
years with. So he was being mean to me. But I knew best what he felt
and waited for the moment he would reach that calmness that I felt and
everything will be perfect. Yes, I waited for him to go through that
same hell I did, through the same agony for the unrequited love and I
don't feel sorry about it. Because now I have next to me the man I can
rely on totally. I love him and I cannot imagine my life without him.
We have our wedding planned in 3 months time, exactly two years after
we met. And I think that happiness comes alone tous, without looking
or crying for it. The only thing we need is to be at peace with
ourselves.
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Monday, November 5, 2012
Happiness came alone
Our parting
I want to tell you the story of our parting.
Not about the parting when you are abandoned and you think nothing
else matters anymore.
I am living in another country for quite some time now, but home is
always where the heart is, so every summer I pack my bags and leave
for my favorite country. Last summer was different.
I felt grown-up and wise,attractive and a woman who left the child
years behind. I wasn't ready to allow yet another love disappointment
and unrequited love, as I did last summer. I decided to fill up my
vacation with friends, parties, discos and short flirts. But I was
only thinking I could do that. To my surprise I metthe love of my
life. Mutual friends introduced us.
For a long time I was wondering what to do, shall I love him, shall I
try to avoid him and get rid of my thoughts about him...? I like him,
Ch. wonmy trust. Made me feel like a princess. I fell madly in love.
I felt him so close. We spent all our time together. We went to bars,
parties, discos….We shared everything, we talked of life, we
laughed….I felt he was not only my boyfriend but my closest friend as
well! He was so tender, we had amazing nights together, passionate
kisses, he gave me a love so crystal clear that only time could stand
in its way.
Before I knew it summer was over and I had to go back.
The last couple of days I felt confused and insecure.
I didn't know what would happen with my life. I didn't know what to
say, or to plan…..It wasthe same with Ch.
Our last two dinners were silent.
We sat and watched and sighed. I tried to start a conversation, to
seem light-hearted, as I usually am, but it wasn't possible.
I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, wanted to say that I
can'tlet this end so suddenly, but I lacked the words.
Something wouldn't let me say it. I was asking myself "What if he abandons meŠ°"?
During my last night withhim I cried a lot. We spent it alone. It was
all so romantic. He gave me a gift that touched me and I knew he cared
about me.
And then he said: "My dear, I will be waiting foryou"! Suddenly all my
being lit up and shined. He walked with me to theentrance.
My heart ached when I turned and saw the man of my dreams leave.
But I knew we will be together again next summer.
This was not parting as the one everyone has feltat least once in
life; the one that hurts so much because you realize you are not loved
any more. This was a parting that might even wake up an even bigger
love. Some of you might say that relationships like these are
impossible, because itis hard to wait and love someone and be so far
away. I thought the samething before it all happened to me.
I spoke to Ch. Today. Within two weeks we will be together again!:)
He sounded so happy!
I love you, sweetheart!
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Not about the parting when you are abandoned and you think nothing
else matters anymore.
I am living in another country for quite some time now, but home is
always where the heart is, so every summer I pack my bags and leave
for my favorite country. Last summer was different.
I felt grown-up and wise,attractive and a woman who left the child
years behind. I wasn't ready to allow yet another love disappointment
and unrequited love, as I did last summer. I decided to fill up my
vacation with friends, parties, discos and short flirts. But I was
only thinking I could do that. To my surprise I metthe love of my
life. Mutual friends introduced us.
For a long time I was wondering what to do, shall I love him, shall I
try to avoid him and get rid of my thoughts about him...? I like him,
Ch. wonmy trust. Made me feel like a princess. I fell madly in love.
I felt him so close. We spent all our time together. We went to bars,
parties, discos….We shared everything, we talked of life, we
laughed….I felt he was not only my boyfriend but my closest friend as
well! He was so tender, we had amazing nights together, passionate
kisses, he gave me a love so crystal clear that only time could stand
in its way.
Before I knew it summer was over and I had to go back.
The last couple of days I felt confused and insecure.
I didn't know what would happen with my life. I didn't know what to
say, or to plan…..It wasthe same with Ch.
Our last two dinners were silent.
We sat and watched and sighed. I tried to start a conversation, to
seem light-hearted, as I usually am, but it wasn't possible.
I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, wanted to say that I
can'tlet this end so suddenly, but I lacked the words.
Something wouldn't let me say it. I was asking myself "What if he abandons meŠ°"?
During my last night withhim I cried a lot. We spent it alone. It was
all so romantic. He gave me a gift that touched me and I knew he cared
about me.
And then he said: "My dear, I will be waiting foryou"! Suddenly all my
being lit up and shined. He walked with me to theentrance.
My heart ached when I turned and saw the man of my dreams leave.
But I knew we will be together again next summer.
This was not parting as the one everyone has feltat least once in
life; the one that hurts so much because you realize you are not loved
any more. This was a parting that might even wake up an even bigger
love. Some of you might say that relationships like these are
impossible, because itis hard to wait and love someone and be so far
away. I thought the samething before it all happened to me.
I spoke to Ch. Today. Within two weeks we will be together again!:)
He sounded so happy!
I love you, sweetheart!
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And Allah Knows the Best!
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Published by :->
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Asmaa bint Abu Bakr - Biographies of the Companions (Sahabah)
Asmaa bint Abu Bakr belonged to a distinguished Muslim family.Her
father, Abu Bakr, was a closefriend of the Prophet and the first
Khalifah after his death. Her halfsister, Aishah, was a wife of the
Prophet and one of the Ummahat al-Mumineen. Her husband, Zubayr ibn
al-Awwam, was one of the special personal aides of the Prophet. Her
son, Abdullah ibn az-Zubayr, became well known for his
incorruptibility and his unswerving devotion to Truth.
Asma a herself was one of the first persons to accept Islam. Only
about seventeen persons including both men and women became Muslims
before her. She was later given the nickname Dhat an-Nitaqayn (the One
with the Two Waistbands) because ofan incident connected with the
departure of the Prophet and her father from Makkah on the historic
hijrah to Madinah.
Asma a was one of the few persons who knew of the Prophet's plan to
leave for Madinah. The utmost secrecy had to be maintained because
ofthe Quraysh plans to murder theProphet. On the night of their
departure, Asmaa was the one who prepared a bag of food and a water
container for their journey. She did not find anything though with
which to tie the containers and decided to use her waistband or nitaq.
Abu Bakr suggested that she tear it into two. This she did andthe
Prophet commended her action. From then on she became known as "the
One withthe Two Waistbands".
When the final emigration from Makkah to Madinah took place soon aster
the departure of the Prophet, Asmaa was pregnant. She did not let her
pregnancy or the prospect of a long and arduous journey deter her from
leaving. As soon as she reached Quba on the outskirts of Madinah, she
gave birth to a son,Abdullah. The Muslims shouted Allahu Akbar (God is
the Greatest) and Laa ilaaha illa Allah(There is no God but Allah) in
happiness and thanksgiving because this was the first child to be born
to the muhajireen in Madinah.
Asma a became known from hertine and noble qualities and for the
keenness of her intelligence. She was an extremely generous person.
Her son Abdullah once said of her, "I have not seen twowomen more
generous than my aunt Aishah and my mother Asmaa. But their generosity
was expressed in different ways. My aunt would accumulate one thing
after another until she hadgathered what she felt was sufficient and
then distributed itall to those in need. My mother, on the other hand,
would not keep anything even for the morrow."
Asma's presence of mind in difficult circumstances was remarkable.
When her father let Makkah, he took all his wealth, amounting to some
six thousand dirhams, with him anddid not leave any for his family.
When Abu Bakr's father, Abu Quhafah (he was still a mushrik) heard of
his departure he went to his house and said to Asmaa:
"I understand that he has left you bereft of money after he himself
has abandoned you."
"No, grandfather," replied Asmaa, "in fact he has left us much money."
She took some pebbles and put them in a small recess in the wall where
they used to put money. She threw a cloth over the heap and took
thehand of her grandfather--he wasblind--and said, "See how much money
he has left us".
Through this stratagem, Asmaa wanted to allay the fears of the old man
and to forestall him from giving them anything of hisown wealth. This
was because she disliked receiving any assistance from a mushrikeen if
it was her own grandfather.
She had a similar attitude to her mother and was not inclined to
compromise her honor and her faith. Her mother, Qutaylah, oncecame to
visit her in Madinah. Shewas not a Muslim and was divorced from her
father in pre-Islamic times. Her mother brought her gifts of raisins,
clarified butter and qaraz (pods of a species of sant tree). Asma at
first refused to admit her intoher house or accept the gifts. She sent
someone to Aishah to ask the Prophet, peace be upon him, about her
attitude to her mother and he replied that she should certainly admit
her to herhouse and accept the gifts. On this occasion, the following
revelation came to the Prophet:
"God forbids you not, with regard to those who do not fight you
because of your faith nor drive you out of your homes,from dealing
kindly and justly with them. God loves those whoare just. God only
forbids you with regard to those who fight you for your Faith, and
drive you from your homes, and support others in driving you out, from
turning to them (for friendship and protection). It is such as turn to
them (in these circumstances) that do wrong." (Surah al-Mumtahanah 6O:
8-9).
For Asmaa and indeed for many other Muslims, life in Madinah was
rather difficult at first. Her husband was quite poor and his only
major possession to begin with was a horse he had bought. Asma a
herself described these early days:
"I used to provide fodder for thehorse, give it water and groom it. I
would grind grain and make dough but I could not bake well.The women
of the Ansar used tobake for me. They were truly good women. I used to
carry thegrain on my head from az-Zubayr's plot which the Prophet had
allocated to him to cultivate. It was about three farsakh (about eight
kilo meters)from the town's center. One day I was on the road carrying
the grain on my head when I met the Prophet and a group of Sahabah. He
called out to me and stopped his camel so that I could ride behind
him. I felt embarrassed to travel with the Prophet and also remembered
az-Zubayr's jealousy, he was the most jealous of men. The Prophet
realized that I was embarrassed and rode on."
Later, Asmaa related to az-Zubayr exactly what had happened and he
said, "By God, that you should have to carry grain is far more
distressing to me than your riding with (the Prophet)".
Asma a obviously then was a person of great sensitivity and devotion.
She and her husband worked extremely hard togetheruntil their
situation of poverty gradually changed. At times, however, az-Zubayr
treated her harshly. Once she went to her father and complained to him
about this. His reply to her was: 'My daughter, have sabr for if a
woman has a righteous husbandand he dies and she does not marry after
him, they will be brought together again in Paradise."
Az-Zubayr eventually became one of the richest men among the Sahabah
but Asmaa did not allow this to corrupt her principles. Her son,
al-Mundhir once sent her an elegant dress from Iraq made of fine and
costly material. Asmaa by this time was blind. She felt the material
and said, "It's awful. Take it back to him".
Al-Mundhir was upset and said,"Mother, it was not transparent."
"It may not be transparent," sheretorted, "but it is too tight fitting
and shows the contours of the body."
Al-Mundhir bought another dress that met with her approval and she accepted it.
If the above incidents and aspects of Asmaas life may easilybe
forgotten, then her final meeting with her son, Abdullah, must remain
one of the most unforgettable moments in early Muslim history. At that
meeting she demonstrated the keenness of her intelligence, her
resoluteness and the strength ofher faith.
Abdullah was in the running for the Caliphate after the death of Yazid
ibn Muawiyah. The Hijaz, Egypt, Iraq, Khurasan and much of Syria were
favorable to him and acknowledged him as the Caliph. The Ummayyads
howevercontinued to contest the Caliphate and to field a massive army
under the command of Al-Hajjaj ibn Yusuf ath-Thaqafi. Relentless
battles were fought between the two sides during which Abdullah ibn
az-Zubayr displayed great acts of courage and heroism. Many of his
supporters however could not withstand the continuous strain of battle
and gradually began to desert him. Finally he sought refuge in the
Sacred Mosque at Makkah. It was then that he went to his mother, now
an old blind woman, and said:
"Peace be on you, Mother, and the mercy and blessings of God.""Unto
you be peace, Abdullah," she replied. "What is it that brings you here
at this hour while boulders from Hajjaj's catapults are raining down
on your soldiers in the Haram and shaking the houses of Makkah?"
"I came to seek your advice," he said.
"To seek my advice?" she asked in astonishment. "About what?"
"The people have deserted me out of fear of Hajjaj or being tempted by
what he has to offer. Even my children and my family have left me.
There is onlya small group of men with me now and however strong and
steadfast they are they can only resist for an hour or two more.
Messengers of the Banu Umayyah (the Umayyads) are now negotiating with
me, offering to give me whatever worldly possessions I want, should I
lay down my arms and swear allegiance to Abdul Malik ibn Marwan. What
do you think?"
Raising her voice, she replied:"It's your affair, Abdullah, and you
know yourself better. If however you think that you are right and that
you are standing up for the Truth, then persevere and fight on as your
companionswho were killed under your flag had shown perseverance. If
however you desire the world, what a miserable wretch you are. You
would have destroyed yourself and you would have destroyed your men."
"But I will be killed today, there is no doubt about it."
"That is better for you than that you should surrender yourself
toHajjaj voluntarily and that some minions of Banu Umayyah should play
with your head."
"I do not fear death. I am only afraid that they will mutilate me."
"There is nothing after death that man should be afraid of. Skinning
does not cause any pain to the slaughtered sheep."
Abdullah's face beamed as he said: "What a blessed mother! Blessed be
your noble qualities! Ihave come to you at this hour tohear what I
have heard. God knows that I have not weakenedor despaired. He is
witness over me that I have not stood up for what I have out of love
for this world and its attractions but only out of anger for the sake
of God. His limits have been transgressed. Here am I, going to what is
pleasing to you. So if Iam killed, do not grieve for me and commend me
to God."
"I shall grieve for you," said the aging but resolute Asmaa, "only if
you are killed in a vain and unjust cause."
"Be assured that your son has not supported an unjust cause, nor
committed any detestable deed, nor done any injustice to aMuslim or a
Dhimmi and that there is nothing better in his sight than the pleasure
of God, the Mighty, the Great. I do not say this to exonerate myself.
God knows that I have only said it to make your heart firm and
steadfast. "
"Praise be to God who has madeyou act according to what He likes and
according to what I like. Come close to me, my son, that I may smell
and feel your body for this might be the last meeting with you."
Abdullah knelt before her. She hugged him and smothered his head, his
face and his neck with kisses. Her hands began to squeeze his body
when suddenlyshe withdrew them and asked:
"What is this you are wearing, Abdullah?"
"This is my armor plate."
"This, my son, is not the dress ofone who desires martyrdom. Take it
off. That will make your movements lighter and quicker. Wear instead
the sirwal (a long under garment) so that if you are killed your awrah
will not be exposed.
Abdullah took off his armor plate and put on the sirwal. As he left
for the Haram to join the fighting he said: "My mother, don't deprive
me of your dua (prayer)."
Raising her hands to heaven, sheprayed: "O Lord, have mercy on his
staying up for long hours and his loud crying in the darkness of the
night while people slept... "O Lord, have mercy on his hunger and his
thirst on his Journeys from Madinah and Makkah while he fasted... "O
Lord, bless his righteousness to his mother andhis father... "O Lord,
I commend him to Your cause and I am pleased with whatever You decree
for him. And grant me forhis sake the reward of those who are patient
and who persevere."
By sunset, Abdullah was dead. Just over ten days later, his mother
joined him. She was a hundred years old. Age had not made her infirm
nor blunted thekeenness of her mind.
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father, Abu Bakr, was a closefriend of the Prophet and the first
Khalifah after his death. Her halfsister, Aishah, was a wife of the
Prophet and one of the Ummahat al-Mumineen. Her husband, Zubayr ibn
al-Awwam, was one of the special personal aides of the Prophet. Her
son, Abdullah ibn az-Zubayr, became well known for his
incorruptibility and his unswerving devotion to Truth.
Asma a herself was one of the first persons to accept Islam. Only
about seventeen persons including both men and women became Muslims
before her. She was later given the nickname Dhat an-Nitaqayn (the One
with the Two Waistbands) because ofan incident connected with the
departure of the Prophet and her father from Makkah on the historic
hijrah to Madinah.
Asma a was one of the few persons who knew of the Prophet's plan to
leave for Madinah. The utmost secrecy had to be maintained because
ofthe Quraysh plans to murder theProphet. On the night of their
departure, Asmaa was the one who prepared a bag of food and a water
container for their journey. She did not find anything though with
which to tie the containers and decided to use her waistband or nitaq.
Abu Bakr suggested that she tear it into two. This she did andthe
Prophet commended her action. From then on she became known as "the
One withthe Two Waistbands".
When the final emigration from Makkah to Madinah took place soon aster
the departure of the Prophet, Asmaa was pregnant. She did not let her
pregnancy or the prospect of a long and arduous journey deter her from
leaving. As soon as she reached Quba on the outskirts of Madinah, she
gave birth to a son,Abdullah. The Muslims shouted Allahu Akbar (God is
the Greatest) and Laa ilaaha illa Allah(There is no God but Allah) in
happiness and thanksgiving because this was the first child to be born
to the muhajireen in Madinah.
Asma a became known from hertine and noble qualities and for the
keenness of her intelligence. She was an extremely generous person.
Her son Abdullah once said of her, "I have not seen twowomen more
generous than my aunt Aishah and my mother Asmaa. But their generosity
was expressed in different ways. My aunt would accumulate one thing
after another until she hadgathered what she felt was sufficient and
then distributed itall to those in need. My mother, on the other hand,
would not keep anything even for the morrow."
Asma's presence of mind in difficult circumstances was remarkable.
When her father let Makkah, he took all his wealth, amounting to some
six thousand dirhams, with him anddid not leave any for his family.
When Abu Bakr's father, Abu Quhafah (he was still a mushrik) heard of
his departure he went to his house and said to Asmaa:
"I understand that he has left you bereft of money after he himself
has abandoned you."
"No, grandfather," replied Asmaa, "in fact he has left us much money."
She took some pebbles and put them in a small recess in the wall where
they used to put money. She threw a cloth over the heap and took
thehand of her grandfather--he wasblind--and said, "See how much money
he has left us".
Through this stratagem, Asmaa wanted to allay the fears of the old man
and to forestall him from giving them anything of hisown wealth. This
was because she disliked receiving any assistance from a mushrikeen if
it was her own grandfather.
She had a similar attitude to her mother and was not inclined to
compromise her honor and her faith. Her mother, Qutaylah, oncecame to
visit her in Madinah. Shewas not a Muslim and was divorced from her
father in pre-Islamic times. Her mother brought her gifts of raisins,
clarified butter and qaraz (pods of a species of sant tree). Asma at
first refused to admit her intoher house or accept the gifts. She sent
someone to Aishah to ask the Prophet, peace be upon him, about her
attitude to her mother and he replied that she should certainly admit
her to herhouse and accept the gifts. On this occasion, the following
revelation came to the Prophet:
"God forbids you not, with regard to those who do not fight you
because of your faith nor drive you out of your homes,from dealing
kindly and justly with them. God loves those whoare just. God only
forbids you with regard to those who fight you for your Faith, and
drive you from your homes, and support others in driving you out, from
turning to them (for friendship and protection). It is such as turn to
them (in these circumstances) that do wrong." (Surah al-Mumtahanah 6O:
8-9).
For Asmaa and indeed for many other Muslims, life in Madinah was
rather difficult at first. Her husband was quite poor and his only
major possession to begin with was a horse he had bought. Asma a
herself described these early days:
"I used to provide fodder for thehorse, give it water and groom it. I
would grind grain and make dough but I could not bake well.The women
of the Ansar used tobake for me. They were truly good women. I used to
carry thegrain on my head from az-Zubayr's plot which the Prophet had
allocated to him to cultivate. It was about three farsakh (about eight
kilo meters)from the town's center. One day I was on the road carrying
the grain on my head when I met the Prophet and a group of Sahabah. He
called out to me and stopped his camel so that I could ride behind
him. I felt embarrassed to travel with the Prophet and also remembered
az-Zubayr's jealousy, he was the most jealous of men. The Prophet
realized that I was embarrassed and rode on."
Later, Asmaa related to az-Zubayr exactly what had happened and he
said, "By God, that you should have to carry grain is far more
distressing to me than your riding with (the Prophet)".
Asma a obviously then was a person of great sensitivity and devotion.
She and her husband worked extremely hard togetheruntil their
situation of poverty gradually changed. At times, however, az-Zubayr
treated her harshly. Once she went to her father and complained to him
about this. His reply to her was: 'My daughter, have sabr for if a
woman has a righteous husbandand he dies and she does not marry after
him, they will be brought together again in Paradise."
Az-Zubayr eventually became one of the richest men among the Sahabah
but Asmaa did not allow this to corrupt her principles. Her son,
al-Mundhir once sent her an elegant dress from Iraq made of fine and
costly material. Asmaa by this time was blind. She felt the material
and said, "It's awful. Take it back to him".
Al-Mundhir was upset and said,"Mother, it was not transparent."
"It may not be transparent," sheretorted, "but it is too tight fitting
and shows the contours of the body."
Al-Mundhir bought another dress that met with her approval and she accepted it.
If the above incidents and aspects of Asmaas life may easilybe
forgotten, then her final meeting with her son, Abdullah, must remain
one of the most unforgettable moments in early Muslim history. At that
meeting she demonstrated the keenness of her intelligence, her
resoluteness and the strength ofher faith.
Abdullah was in the running for the Caliphate after the death of Yazid
ibn Muawiyah. The Hijaz, Egypt, Iraq, Khurasan and much of Syria were
favorable to him and acknowledged him as the Caliph. The Ummayyads
howevercontinued to contest the Caliphate and to field a massive army
under the command of Al-Hajjaj ibn Yusuf ath-Thaqafi. Relentless
battles were fought between the two sides during which Abdullah ibn
az-Zubayr displayed great acts of courage and heroism. Many of his
supporters however could not withstand the continuous strain of battle
and gradually began to desert him. Finally he sought refuge in the
Sacred Mosque at Makkah. It was then that he went to his mother, now
an old blind woman, and said:
"Peace be on you, Mother, and the mercy and blessings of God.""Unto
you be peace, Abdullah," she replied. "What is it that brings you here
at this hour while boulders from Hajjaj's catapults are raining down
on your soldiers in the Haram and shaking the houses of Makkah?"
"I came to seek your advice," he said.
"To seek my advice?" she asked in astonishment. "About what?"
"The people have deserted me out of fear of Hajjaj or being tempted by
what he has to offer. Even my children and my family have left me.
There is onlya small group of men with me now and however strong and
steadfast they are they can only resist for an hour or two more.
Messengers of the Banu Umayyah (the Umayyads) are now negotiating with
me, offering to give me whatever worldly possessions I want, should I
lay down my arms and swear allegiance to Abdul Malik ibn Marwan. What
do you think?"
Raising her voice, she replied:"It's your affair, Abdullah, and you
know yourself better. If however you think that you are right and that
you are standing up for the Truth, then persevere and fight on as your
companionswho were killed under your flag had shown perseverance. If
however you desire the world, what a miserable wretch you are. You
would have destroyed yourself and you would have destroyed your men."
"But I will be killed today, there is no doubt about it."
"That is better for you than that you should surrender yourself
toHajjaj voluntarily and that some minions of Banu Umayyah should play
with your head."
"I do not fear death. I am only afraid that they will mutilate me."
"There is nothing after death that man should be afraid of. Skinning
does not cause any pain to the slaughtered sheep."
Abdullah's face beamed as he said: "What a blessed mother! Blessed be
your noble qualities! Ihave come to you at this hour tohear what I
have heard. God knows that I have not weakenedor despaired. He is
witness over me that I have not stood up for what I have out of love
for this world and its attractions but only out of anger for the sake
of God. His limits have been transgressed. Here am I, going to what is
pleasing to you. So if Iam killed, do not grieve for me and commend me
to God."
"I shall grieve for you," said the aging but resolute Asmaa, "only if
you are killed in a vain and unjust cause."
"Be assured that your son has not supported an unjust cause, nor
committed any detestable deed, nor done any injustice to aMuslim or a
Dhimmi and that there is nothing better in his sight than the pleasure
of God, the Mighty, the Great. I do not say this to exonerate myself.
God knows that I have only said it to make your heart firm and
steadfast. "
"Praise be to God who has madeyou act according to what He likes and
according to what I like. Come close to me, my son, that I may smell
and feel your body for this might be the last meeting with you."
Abdullah knelt before her. She hugged him and smothered his head, his
face and his neck with kisses. Her hands began to squeeze his body
when suddenlyshe withdrew them and asked:
"What is this you are wearing, Abdullah?"
"This is my armor plate."
"This, my son, is not the dress ofone who desires martyrdom. Take it
off. That will make your movements lighter and quicker. Wear instead
the sirwal (a long under garment) so that if you are killed your awrah
will not be exposed.
Abdullah took off his armor plate and put on the sirwal. As he left
for the Haram to join the fighting he said: "My mother, don't deprive
me of your dua (prayer)."
Raising her hands to heaven, sheprayed: "O Lord, have mercy on his
staying up for long hours and his loud crying in the darkness of the
night while people slept... "O Lord, have mercy on his hunger and his
thirst on his Journeys from Madinah and Makkah while he fasted... "O
Lord, bless his righteousness to his mother andhis father... "O Lord,
I commend him to Your cause and I am pleased with whatever You decree
for him. And grant me forhis sake the reward of those who are patient
and who persevere."
By sunset, Abdullah was dead. Just over ten days later, his mother
joined him. She was a hundred years old. Age had not made her infirm
nor blunted thekeenness of her mind.
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Ch 14: A Complete Change
One day Mirano, Mertha and Hanana went to the head priest and told him
that as Isabella was their classmate and was also amenable to their
advice,so if they were permittedto talk to her they might be able to
bring her backto the Christian fold. This last chance of
persuasionmight be given them andthey had ninety-nine per cent hope
that they would succeed. Holy father, they said : Isabellais a piece
of our heart and we will not spare any effort to
persuade her. So let us go to the monastery and talk to her.
Head priest: Let that accursed girl go to hell. She has become very
hard-hearted and Lord Jesus Christ has cut her off. I am afraid she
may not lead astray even you.
Mirano; Well, there is no harm in making a last effort of persuasion.
If she comes round, well and good, otherwise youmay give her whatever
punishment you like.
Head priest: Very well, I give you permission to go to the monastery
on condition that you should talk in the presence of two monks so that
the accursed may not misguide you, and you may not be influenced by
her apostasy. Now go and tomorrow evening you may go to the
monastery.I am writing to the monk for it today.
After getting permission Mirano, Mertha and Hanana returned pleasedand
began to make preparations to leave their homes for ever, as the plan
they had conceived was such that they would also have to leave their
homes along with Isabella. Anyway they prepared for their permanent
departure with great care and precaution and before the time of their
leaving for the monastery they informed Ziad b. Umar and Umar Lahmi
asking for their help in that enterprise.
After all preparations hadbeen made the three friends came out of
their houses and met at an appointed place and at the time given by
the head priest they started for the monastery. The head priest had
written to the manager of the monastery that these friends of Isabella
were going to make a last effort to reconvert Isabella at a specified
time and they should be allowed to enter the monastery and given
necessary help. Maybe bypersuasion of her friendsIsabella might see
the light. So when these girlsreached the monastery the monks and nuns
welcomed them cordiallyand thought that to give guidance to Isabella
Jesus Christ had sent his Virgin Mother in the formof these girls and
that the help of all saints was with them. Entering the monastery the
three girlssat down before the statue of Virgin Mary anda group of
monks surrounded them.
A nun (to Mirano): Blessing of the Lord JesusChrist may be with you
and God may give you success in your mission. You know that some devil
has misguided this unlucky girl, Isabella. How good and learned was
the girl! May God destroy the devil, what pious people he has seduced!
Another nun: Virgin Mary's shadow be over you. By the Deliverer,
youwill certainly succeed in your mission. Your beautiful faces assure
your success. If Lord JesusChrist's grace again supports Isabella it
will be a great feat of yours. The news has spread all over Cordova
and all Christians have been humbled.
Third nun: By God, just last night I saw girls of your features in my
dream who were sitting in the lap of Virgin Mary and on the other side
Lord Jesus Christ was indicating by gestures that the honour of the
church will be established through these girls. When the monks heard
of this dream they cried: It is these girls.
Chief monk: Isabella is locked up in the underground chamber and her
hands and feet are chained. The accursed girl is so hard-hearted that
the severer the punishment, the more she applauds Islam and in this
condition she does not hesitate even to preach to us. Now when do you
propose to go to her?
Mirano: Our idea is to talkto her calmly and explainto her the truth
of Christian creed, but on condition that except one or two monks none
others should be with us.Now that the sun is about to set, after three
hours of the night you may bring her here so that we may induce her to
pray and practise austerities. Possibly therewill be no need
thereafter to persuade her and by the blessing of Virgin Mary
(pointing to the statue) her heart will be opened for the crucified
God.
Chief monk: Whatever you order we are ready to carry out. I am
directing all the monks not to interfere in your prayers and keep away
from you.
Mirano : Thank you very much, but first let us meet Isabella in the
underground chamber and after some usual talkexclusively on personal
matters bring her here. (Pointing to the statue ofVirgin Mary) Look,
the Mother of our Lord is quite ready to take Isabella in her arms and
it is hoped that Isabella will not refuse to go to her arms.
Thereafter the monk and the three girls went towards the underground
chamber, the lock was opened and all were lost in darkness.
Hanana: Oho ! How dark !
Monk: I am lighting the lamp. You just go a little ahead, but be
careful not to stumble for many skeletons are scattered all over here.
The monk lighted the lamp. When Isabella saw her three friends she
wasoverjoyed. While Mirano, Mertha and Hanana had not yet seen her,
Isabella loudly called the Muslim salutation of peace.
Monk: O unlucky accursedgirl! Just yesterday you got so much beating
for it, yet you do not take lesson and reform yourself.
All the girls suddenly laughed on hearing the call of Muslim
salutation of peace, but when they came nearer their eyes became wet
on seeing Isabella bound in chains.
Mirano: How do you do, Isabella? How is life here?Did you realise what
is the punishment of rejecting the truth?
Isabella (smiling): You areright, sister, for the sake of truth people
have even gone to the gallows.
Mirano: We have not come here to discuss with you but to adopt your creed.
On this all the girls laughed loudly and the two monks also could
notsuppress their laughter.
Mirano: Isabella, after all how long you will continue to remain in
thegrip of satan? Just see how the Christians all over Cordova are
perturbed on your apostasy!
Isabella: There is no other way of protection from satan except by
accepting Islam. It is only this strong fort from the cover of which
man can successfully confront all satanic powers. It is a vain thought
that only bybecoming a Christian onecan save oneself from thegrip of
satan. You have read the Bible and should know that even holy
Disciples could not escape satan's grip and even Jesus Christ called
some of his Disciples satan. When these Disciples who, according to
you, were trained under the direct supervision of Jesus Christ, could
not escape from satan's strong hold, how can Christians of today save
themselves from satan? But the Quran says that satan cannot even touch
the devoted servants of Allah.
Mirano: You have again started the same discussion in which you have
been defeated by the priests (laughing) and by God's grace we have
emerged successful.So you should stop this religious discussion and
just look to your tortures.O Isabella! It is God's punishment to you
that now, being the daughterof the head priest of Cordova, you sleep
on the bed of thorns and your hands and feet are chained. For God's
sake, take pity on yourself.
Isabella: If truth could be given up to avoid troubles, then early
Christian martyrs would not have tasted martyrdom. If troubles come
only on untruth, then most of the Christians who were the pride of the
church would be counted to be on the wrong. In fact, your talk has
tortured memore than what I suffer on the bed of thorns and grip of
chains. Did you come here to give me torture over torture?
Mirano (to the monk): Isabella can never be defeated by discussion.
Her only remedy is that tonight we include her inour prayer and
devotion before the idol of Virgin Mary. You will see that this very
night she will becompletely transformed and her heart will be turned
towards crucified Christ.
Monk : May Lord Jesus accomplish this, but apparently Isabella's
turning to the truth seems to be very difficult.
Mirano: It is the rule that one who is more hard-hearted will come to
the faith more with reality. Just see how unbending the enemy of the
Lord Saint Paul was and what tortures the believers suffered at his
hands, but this very SaintPaul became the pillar of Christianity and
was the greatest recipient of Lord's grace.
Monk: You are right. May Lord Christ may do the same for Isabella and
shealso joins our fold !
Mirano: Well, now we should go from hers and prepare for the prayer in
the same large room. (To the monk See, after three hours of the night
you should bring Isabellato our room and also depute a nun to be with
us to keep a watch over Isabella.
Monk: Very well. Isabella will be brought to you at the appointed time.
Mirano: Can you or any other monk also take the trouble of remaining
with us for the night ?
Monk: Most surely. But you know that all the night we are engaged in
prayer and remembranceof God.
Mirano: Well, just as you like, and there is no needeither. But at the
time of the morning talk as arranged, you will be with us.
Monk: In the morning not only myself but othermonks also will listen
to your talk.
Mertha: If Lord Jesus wills, the object will be gained during the
night and there will be no need of any talk.
Mertha said this in a tonethat, except the monk, allothers understood
its implication.
Thereafter Mertha, Hanana and Mirano along with the monk came out of
the underground chamber and reached the large room of the monastery.
The monk locked the underground chamber. After dinner and toilet
Mirano, Mertha and Hanana took another round of the monastery and
talked to monks and nuns who began preparations for the night vigil.
These girls returned to their room. The purpose of the roundof the
monastery and talk to monks and nuns was to find out a nun who was the
greatest devotee and they found out a nun of this type and also the
time of the night when she used to engage herself in prayer.Now three
hours of the night were about to pass and these girls were talking
quietly. At last thedoor of the large room opened and the same chief
monk entered when the girls stood up to pay him respect as he was
chief of the monks. The monk informed the girls that Isabella was
being taken out of the underground chamber and brought to them as
arranged and soon a nunwould also be sent to them.
Mirano: Please send here the nun who is most devoted to prayer in the
night and is also saintly. Is there any such nun in the monastery?
Monk: All the nuns that are here are devotees and practise all kinds
of austerities for the sake ofLord Jesus, but there is one among them
whose name is Arkia who is the most pious devotee, recipient of Divine
revelations and performer of miracles . About her family it is enough
to say that she is a Princess of France and has given up her riches
and royalty for the sake of Virgin Mary.
Mirano: So our object is gained. We needed such a nun who could
influence Isabella with her spirituality. Does she also perform
miracles?
Monk: Her miracles are known far and wide. Have you never heard about
it ? You may just take this that she drinks the cup of poison and is
not at all affected. Once avery dangerous and poisonous snake
enteredthe monastery and fell at the feet of Arkia. This I saw myself.
Mirano: God's name be glorified! The work is done. Now, you please go
and send Isabella to us.
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that as Isabella was their classmate and was also amenable to their
advice,so if they were permittedto talk to her they might be able to
bring her backto the Christian fold. This last chance of
persuasionmight be given them andthey had ninety-nine per cent hope
that they would succeed. Holy father, they said : Isabellais a piece
of our heart and we will not spare any effort to
persuade her. So let us go to the monastery and talk to her.
Head priest: Let that accursed girl go to hell. She has become very
hard-hearted and Lord Jesus Christ has cut her off. I am afraid she
may not lead astray even you.
Mirano; Well, there is no harm in making a last effort of persuasion.
If she comes round, well and good, otherwise youmay give her whatever
punishment you like.
Head priest: Very well, I give you permission to go to the monastery
on condition that you should talk in the presence of two monks so that
the accursed may not misguide you, and you may not be influenced by
her apostasy. Now go and tomorrow evening you may go to the
monastery.I am writing to the monk for it today.
After getting permission Mirano, Mertha and Hanana returned pleasedand
began to make preparations to leave their homes for ever, as the plan
they had conceived was such that they would also have to leave their
homes along with Isabella. Anyway they prepared for their permanent
departure with great care and precaution and before the time of their
leaving for the monastery they informed Ziad b. Umar and Umar Lahmi
asking for their help in that enterprise.
After all preparations hadbeen made the three friends came out of
their houses and met at an appointed place and at the time given by
the head priest they started for the monastery. The head priest had
written to the manager of the monastery that these friends of Isabella
were going to make a last effort to reconvert Isabella at a specified
time and they should be allowed to enter the monastery and given
necessary help. Maybe bypersuasion of her friendsIsabella might see
the light. So when these girlsreached the monastery the monks and nuns
welcomed them cordiallyand thought that to give guidance to Isabella
Jesus Christ had sent his Virgin Mother in the formof these girls and
that the help of all saints was with them. Entering the monastery the
three girlssat down before the statue of Virgin Mary anda group of
monks surrounded them.
A nun (to Mirano): Blessing of the Lord JesusChrist may be with you
and God may give you success in your mission. You know that some devil
has misguided this unlucky girl, Isabella. How good and learned was
the girl! May God destroy the devil, what pious people he has seduced!
Another nun: Virgin Mary's shadow be over you. By the Deliverer,
youwill certainly succeed in your mission. Your beautiful faces assure
your success. If Lord JesusChrist's grace again supports Isabella it
will be a great feat of yours. The news has spread all over Cordova
and all Christians have been humbled.
Third nun: By God, just last night I saw girls of your features in my
dream who were sitting in the lap of Virgin Mary and on the other side
Lord Jesus Christ was indicating by gestures that the honour of the
church will be established through these girls. When the monks heard
of this dream they cried: It is these girls.
Chief monk: Isabella is locked up in the underground chamber and her
hands and feet are chained. The accursed girl is so hard-hearted that
the severer the punishment, the more she applauds Islam and in this
condition she does not hesitate even to preach to us. Now when do you
propose to go to her?
Mirano: Our idea is to talkto her calmly and explainto her the truth
of Christian creed, but on condition that except one or two monks none
others should be with us.Now that the sun is about to set, after three
hours of the night you may bring her here so that we may induce her to
pray and practise austerities. Possibly therewill be no need
thereafter to persuade her and by the blessing of Virgin Mary
(pointing to the statue) her heart will be opened for the crucified
God.
Chief monk: Whatever you order we are ready to carry out. I am
directing all the monks not to interfere in your prayers and keep away
from you.
Mirano : Thank you very much, but first let us meet Isabella in the
underground chamber and after some usual talkexclusively on personal
matters bring her here. (Pointing to the statue ofVirgin Mary) Look,
the Mother of our Lord is quite ready to take Isabella in her arms and
it is hoped that Isabella will not refuse to go to her arms.
Thereafter the monk and the three girls went towards the underground
chamber, the lock was opened and all were lost in darkness.
Hanana: Oho ! How dark !
Monk: I am lighting the lamp. You just go a little ahead, but be
careful not to stumble for many skeletons are scattered all over here.
The monk lighted the lamp. When Isabella saw her three friends she
wasoverjoyed. While Mirano, Mertha and Hanana had not yet seen her,
Isabella loudly called the Muslim salutation of peace.
Monk: O unlucky accursedgirl! Just yesterday you got so much beating
for it, yet you do not take lesson and reform yourself.
All the girls suddenly laughed on hearing the call of Muslim
salutation of peace, but when they came nearer their eyes became wet
on seeing Isabella bound in chains.
Mirano: How do you do, Isabella? How is life here?Did you realise what
is the punishment of rejecting the truth?
Isabella (smiling): You areright, sister, for the sake of truth people
have even gone to the gallows.
Mirano: We have not come here to discuss with you but to adopt your creed.
On this all the girls laughed loudly and the two monks also could
notsuppress their laughter.
Mirano: Isabella, after all how long you will continue to remain in
thegrip of satan? Just see how the Christians all over Cordova are
perturbed on your apostasy!
Isabella: There is no other way of protection from satan except by
accepting Islam. It is only this strong fort from the cover of which
man can successfully confront all satanic powers. It is a vain thought
that only bybecoming a Christian onecan save oneself from thegrip of
satan. You have read the Bible and should know that even holy
Disciples could not escape satan's grip and even Jesus Christ called
some of his Disciples satan. When these Disciples who, according to
you, were trained under the direct supervision of Jesus Christ, could
not escape from satan's strong hold, how can Christians of today save
themselves from satan? But the Quran says that satan cannot even touch
the devoted servants of Allah.
Mirano: You have again started the same discussion in which you have
been defeated by the priests (laughing) and by God's grace we have
emerged successful.So you should stop this religious discussion and
just look to your tortures.O Isabella! It is God's punishment to you
that now, being the daughterof the head priest of Cordova, you sleep
on the bed of thorns and your hands and feet are chained. For God's
sake, take pity on yourself.
Isabella: If truth could be given up to avoid troubles, then early
Christian martyrs would not have tasted martyrdom. If troubles come
only on untruth, then most of the Christians who were the pride of the
church would be counted to be on the wrong. In fact, your talk has
tortured memore than what I suffer on the bed of thorns and grip of
chains. Did you come here to give me torture over torture?
Mirano (to the monk): Isabella can never be defeated by discussion.
Her only remedy is that tonight we include her inour prayer and
devotion before the idol of Virgin Mary. You will see that this very
night she will becompletely transformed and her heart will be turned
towards crucified Christ.
Monk : May Lord Jesus accomplish this, but apparently Isabella's
turning to the truth seems to be very difficult.
Mirano: It is the rule that one who is more hard-hearted will come to
the faith more with reality. Just see how unbending the enemy of the
Lord Saint Paul was and what tortures the believers suffered at his
hands, but this very SaintPaul became the pillar of Christianity and
was the greatest recipient of Lord's grace.
Monk: You are right. May Lord Christ may do the same for Isabella and
shealso joins our fold !
Mirano: Well, now we should go from hers and prepare for the prayer in
the same large room. (To the monk See, after three hours of the night
you should bring Isabellato our room and also depute a nun to be with
us to keep a watch over Isabella.
Monk: Very well. Isabella will be brought to you at the appointed time.
Mirano: Can you or any other monk also take the trouble of remaining
with us for the night ?
Monk: Most surely. But you know that all the night we are engaged in
prayer and remembranceof God.
Mirano: Well, just as you like, and there is no needeither. But at the
time of the morning talk as arranged, you will be with us.
Monk: In the morning not only myself but othermonks also will listen
to your talk.
Mertha: If Lord Jesus wills, the object will be gained during the
night and there will be no need of any talk.
Mertha said this in a tonethat, except the monk, allothers understood
its implication.
Thereafter Mertha, Hanana and Mirano along with the monk came out of
the underground chamber and reached the large room of the monastery.
The monk locked the underground chamber. After dinner and toilet
Mirano, Mertha and Hanana took another round of the monastery and
talked to monks and nuns who began preparations for the night vigil.
These girls returned to their room. The purpose of the roundof the
monastery and talk to monks and nuns was to find out a nun who was the
greatest devotee and they found out a nun of this type and also the
time of the night when she used to engage herself in prayer.Now three
hours of the night were about to pass and these girls were talking
quietly. At last thedoor of the large room opened and the same chief
monk entered when the girls stood up to pay him respect as he was
chief of the monks. The monk informed the girls that Isabella was
being taken out of the underground chamber and brought to them as
arranged and soon a nunwould also be sent to them.
Mirano: Please send here the nun who is most devoted to prayer in the
night and is also saintly. Is there any such nun in the monastery?
Monk: All the nuns that are here are devotees and practise all kinds
of austerities for the sake ofLord Jesus, but there is one among them
whose name is Arkia who is the most pious devotee, recipient of Divine
revelations and performer of miracles . About her family it is enough
to say that she is a Princess of France and has given up her riches
and royalty for the sake of Virgin Mary.
Mirano: So our object is gained. We needed such a nun who could
influence Isabella with her spirituality. Does she also perform
miracles?
Monk: Her miracles are known far and wide. Have you never heard about
it ? You may just take this that she drinks the cup of poison and is
not at all affected. Once avery dangerous and poisonous snake
enteredthe monastery and fell at the feet of Arkia. This I saw myself.
Mirano: God's name be glorified! The work is done. Now, you please go
and send Isabella to us.
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