A kid bounded by a garbage stack, sorting paper and in taking our off left-over from it at the identical time. A kid wrapped with houseflies napping on a street outside a shop .A kid who sits outside an eating place and asks for us for ROTI and cannot have enough money to buy a burger. A kid who cleans our windscreen for an only some rupees and we spurn him away because his water is dirty and would mess up our car. A baby napping in the lap of a pleading mother, ignorant of the unkind world he has come up to. His mother cover ups his face to evade vivid headlights of the cars passing by but we be able to see his beautiful but dirty feet showing out of her wrap. An adolescent who sells a rose flower outside an eating place where we spend thousands of rupees for what? Of course, one feast –
What about woman, who cleanses our classy branded and imported dinnerware, shatters a small plate and we yelled at her claiming that she is unfit for her job. A woman who stainless our thrifty dining desk, but is by no means we didn’t permit her allocate it, she is the one who filths our sofa but we can’t allow her to sit on it .We adore the way, when she sits downs on the floor near our feet.
A driver who drives our comfortable car but stays for a bus for hours around midnight to get home and observe his kids on the weekend .The chowkidar ,who naps outside of her house plot under a tent or in our car covered entrance while we nap in our AC room missing from heat up and mosquito nibbles …..is this is humanitarian act???
Shut your eyes and IMAGINE……
Envisage the dirty feet, the unclean stinking clothes, and no indemnity of food for the day, no cash in the pocket, no transfer. Remember their faults and inadequacy; recall our annoyance, lack of pardon, zero forbearance, and disgrace they face daily. Imagine they were us and we were them. Frightening thought, isn’t it? They didn’t decide their fate neither did we. So why not fear the Creator who put us in a MORE difficult test than them by giving us authority over them.
The dehumanization of the society had attained its limits. The above exemplars are contentedly accepted. Humans are not equivalent. They are disparate just for the reason that they were born to parents of different social ranks, and the one who has wealth and power is superior. The rulers and emperors found ubiquitously in our society show their splendor with severity and disgrace towards the subordinate.
But this is not what we were educated isn’t? ‘
We are Muslims and we are proud’, ‘we love the Prophet (S.A.W.W)’ and ‘we are geared up to die for him’ we set to live in a manner he taught us to and pursue his footsteps and it’s our duty to slaughter our big ego?
Forgiveness, controlling annoyance and pay no heed to faults were contrasted by the Prophet (S.A.W.W) He trained us that dominance came with goodness and not wealth. Do we imagine that the strong and rich Arab heads that lashed and tormented the body of Khubab and Bilal (RA)
Were we more to them? No!
Bilal (R.A) the black, the deprived, the slave, the valueless was the most valuable in the eyes of the Prophet (S.A.W.W). Did he devour in a divide corner, in unlike plates, a left-over food? Plow out remarkable that hold up us doing so with our servants. But, allotment of tables is probably too much to ask for as far as our splendor is feared.
Zaid Ibn Harith (RA) who was a slave and the Prophet (S.A.W.W) free him and gave him the option to go with his father, who had come, to receive him, but he declined to go with his father and preferred to reside with the Prophet (S.A.W.W). He says he was not at all told his errors and the Prophet (SAWW) worn to wrap what he did mistaken without even revealing it to him.
Once the Prophet (S.A.W.W) reprimanded a companion like this,
‘O Abu Dhar! Did you mistreatment him (your slave) by naming his mother with bad names. You still have some characteristics of ignorance. Your slaves are your brothers and Allah has put them under your command. So whoever has a brother under his command should feed him of what he eats and dress him of what he wears. Do not ask them (slaves) to do things beyond their capacity (power) and if you do so, then help them.’ (Translation of Sahih Bukhari, Belief, Volume 1, Book 2, Number 29).
Kindness and humanity are rare traits, very precious in the levels of Allah. They are not flaws. They are in fact extremely hard traits to stick to in this money-oriented world where everyone can get their assignment achieved at the point of a gun, money or a big tongue which cause parallel damage to the weak ones. Kindness is a forgotten asset. To slay an enemy might be simple in the current times, but killing ego is a tough job. But it lifts us in the eyes of Allah and we are really pursuing the Prophet (SAWW) when we do it.
We are in a harder test than they are. Their henceforth is easier, while we have to reply for every word that we unreserved that broke them, every chance that we overlooked to help them and every act that we did to look down upon them as second-rate human beings. It was the parity, justice and freedom Islam talked of that magnetized the poor and slaves to the name of the Prophet (SAWW). We must approved ourselves and make a culture that cares, loves and forgives inadequacies of each other.
