“He was not Allah who showers kindness on me”, that was the
only statement, she thought and she spoke to herself filled her mug of life in
moment and for that filling of mug she made and inner request and desire very
badly because she knew that only the filling of her mug could work as a
converter from commotion to tranquility. That only single thought made her from
atheist to proselyte, may be that statement r thought was a converter or more
than a converter �"a key to happiness or tranquility. Just only a single voice
converted her in minutes, so, she was forced to wish that might it would all
happen earlier, that might all the scars and injuries come into her mug of life
earlier. Her tears, her every larchyma dropping down from the lashes and
running down to her cheeks was witnessing to had been blessed with the power of
wishing or making a desire. And she had a single inclination which she repeated
many times “I wish that all of this would happen earlier”. She was crying,
literally. And then urged “So that my”, she was panting, lips were sealing due
to having high flow of adrenaline in the blood stream or due to having a
realization. “This mug of life would fill earlier”, she continued while
hyperventilating and panting. She was urging so badly that a kind of hiccups
were made and tears were running down on her face. She urged one word a lump
was formed on her throat. A single Adhan (call to prayer) melted her stone
heart as if it was more than the voice of Imam, it was the words of
satisfaction for a lover so converter for materialistic. Those words were not
simply words. They were blessed with efficacy taking her to the road to
happiness to gate opening the palace of contentment. In that heavy astronaut’s
suit she was feeling light, may be her soul met up with that white color of
astronauts’ suit which itself witness “There is no God beside Allah and Prophet
Muhammad Peace Be upon Him is the prophet of Allah” There, in that dark sky
decorated planets, stars and galaxies every astronaut feels lack of inner peace
due to lacking of one of the blessing of God but she felt that inner peace
which others could not feel. Perhaps her soul was then decorated with the real
jewels and that were a mug of happiness-a converter for a common man, and
spirituality. In the end she was left with a question “There on moon, on
hearing these words, I come towards myself. At what extent I will feel
happiness when I will step at the place from where it is coming?” On landing on
earth back her feet ran back street. With bare feet under the scorching beam of
sun, on hearing those words again from where it is coming- Masjid, she was left
with a single action- Sajda and urged “Allah-u -Akbar”.
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