"Ah! woe is me! Would that I had never taken such a one for a friend!" [25:28]
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The dim glow of mid day reflected off the deep shadows of his room. The rain fell. In it was heard the whisper of a threat, the reminder of something powerful. His eyes burned, from too much sleep. He walked outside, letting the chilled droplets leave indentations in his clothes, his eyes fixed to the ground. He walked for a long time, unaware of his surroundings, of the noise, of the people giving him curious glances. He walked, eyes remaining steady, hearing only his own footsteps and his hollow thoughts echoing in the silence.
Man has the innate need to trust.
But why is it that the ones we trust always betray us?
Because they are human as well, and weak.
Suddenly he looked up, letting his eyes adjust to the immense gray that was the sky.
So we are weak. But I have never convinced others to sin. I have never convinced others to disobey Allah. I have never betrayed someone. I have earned trust.
The sky opened up, and lightning flashed. A memory flooded his mind, as the sidewalk around him began to flood with water, lapping at his feet, moving in a swirling pattern. He spoke, murmuring to himself, " No authority has he (shaytan, the rejected one) over those who believe and put their trust in their Lord." His eyes filled with tears, as the world around him filled with water.
I have earned no trust. I deserve nothing. This pain which I have gone through, this hurt that I feel, is nothing but a purification from sin. My purification, as the world is purified by rain. This difficulty, this trial is nothing but a rahmaa, from Allah, Lord of the Worlds.
And I am grateful for it.
His gaze lowered, he made his way home.
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