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Testimonial: In the Eyes of a Traveler

22 February 2011 1,308 views No Comment

view from Hunter College bridge

Bismillah, the first phrase that escaped my lips when I entered the Iron Jungle along with my brother and sister. From the time we crossed the GW Bridge into New York City, the bustle of city life did not dim down until we entered the amphi-theater where my dear Tayybah volunteers were busy making sure everything was in check. There was Omar testing the microphone before handing it to the Ameer. I gave Omar a big hug, it had been a while since I saw him last. Taking our seats in the front row I looked around and saw more young teens than normal, may Allah have mercy on them and their parents. Then it all started.

The Last Breath, a seminar taught by Ustaad Waleed Abdul Hakeem (hafizahullah) for AlMaghrib Institute, was my first official insight into the rules of funerals and dabble into the laws of inheritence. From the get-go the class was on a field trip, complete with stories of countries across the globe, making everyone dreamy of visiting one day (preferably along with your spouse as the Instructor advised). We covered topics dealing with signs of death, and making sure to say the proper words of condolence. How to behave while at the washing of the body and when carrying the deceased to the final resting place of this life. Each of these were covered with extensive questions and answers that allowed for a general understaning of the topic.

A few hours later, after Maghrib prayer I peered out the skybridge where more than 10 rows of brother had just stood. Here we were, deep inside Manhattan, overlooking Lexington Avenue in both directions. I thanked Allah for choosing me to be one of those that sacrificed to attain a meager portion of knowledge. Not too long along we had covered topics that are bound to hit each and everyone of us. From visiting the sick Muslim to the last chapter on the trials of the grave.

In retrospect, it was not just the atmosphere or the material that was the most rewarding part of this travel for the sake of Islamic knowledge, rather the most important lesson I personally learned was from the instructor himself. The amount of times Allah (azza wajal) was glorified, praised, and mentioned was something I had never really witnessed before coming from someone in such a non-forced manner. Subhanallah (Glory be to Allah), I hope these two weekends remain in my memory for years to come and may Allah allow each of us to benefit from the seminars and the brotherhood (sisterhood for some) to be a pleasure for us in this life and a source of joy for us in the next. As our teacher, Waleed Abdul Hakeem made dua’a at the end I repeat it here, “May Allah reunite us agian in this life with our brothers and sisters in His obedience and May He (azza wajal) reunite us all in Gardens of Perpetual Bliss.” Ameen.

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