Assalamu Alaikum,
Well, its FINALLY Thursday, Alhamdulillah. I just had my test in Finite. And, boy was it tough! I stayed up until 3am studying, so hopefully the lack of sleep paid off. Of course, I didn't exactly start until like 11:30....and then took a break or two...
So, let's examine these past few weeks. Well, last night, to start with, was pretty fun. ISGH organized a City Hall Iftar, which is annual. So, we were invited. We showed up slightly late, but they were just finishing the 2nd Adhaan. It was spectacular. I wish I could have had my wedding there; although stinky, played-out T Hall was nice. There were white tables and chairs all over the back lawn of City Hall. Right in the center was a tremendous reflecting pool. And, then on all four sides, were little serving areas with waiters in matching shirts. My dad had saved us all a space at the VIP Table, but we didn't even know, until after dinner. After dinner, we headed to the front, where numerous introductions took place. They took pictures with Bill White, the Mayor, for those of you that may be wondering who he is, and just talked. The food was fantastic; especially the Hummus and the Qeema. Afterwards, we stopped by J's office to pick up my car, and of course, I got a free Mocaccino. Yummy.
Anyhow, today is Sh. Rashad's funeral. I'm actually supposed to be getting ready right now...which I am. (Just gotta slip on my abaya.) Anyways, just last week, my mom mentioned that they let him come home from the hospital.
GOTTA GO....
Ok, I'm back. I just came home from the funeral. Firstly, it was packed. Secondly, everyone there had been, in some way or another, affected by Sh. Rashad, and was extremely sad. May Allah (SWT) grant him Jannat-ul-Firdous in the After life, and make his stay in the grave easy on him. Ameen.
So, at the funeral, when I saw them carry away the body...it was like this huge chill went through my body. And, then I could not stop crying. I didn't want to stay long, because it would have been sadder and sadder, and then, afterwards, the people that are left just start talking about worldly things, as if nothing has happened. So, after giving my condolences to his wife, I left.
I hope, that in sha'Allah, that amount of people show up to mu Janazzah. Why? Because of the Hadith that says.......Wait, I'll find it instead of "guessing." I'll add it when I find it, in sha'Allah.
Anyways, prior to leaving for the Masjid, I had some..let's just say, irate thoughts. Now, they don't seem as important anymore....although, I'm pretty sure they'll be back soon enough. When they're next provoked by certain annoying people.
Anyhow, I should get to making dinner now. So, until next time, in sha'Allah.
Walaikum Assalam,
Amna
