Assalaamu alaykum
Today I passed a drunk while I was walking home.
He was heading home too, I guess, with a beer open in his pocket, staggering.
As I passed him I made a silent wish that he would fall down to the bushes next to him and learn a lesson (my positivity is not something I can count on every moment).
I passed him and for a reason I don't remember, I turned back and I saw him on the ground. As drunk as he was, he could not get up from there.
Then I saw a brother approaching him, and before I turned away again, I saw how he offered his hand for the drunk and helped him up.
He helped him up, even I am sure that people alike the drunk call him names, offend him and ridicule him. Even I am sure that if he was to fall, they would not be there to offer their helping hand.
And still, he offered that drunk his hand, cleansed with the wudu for the jumuah prayer.
He offered his hand.
Narrated 'Abdullah: As if I am looking at the Prophet while he was speaking about one of the prophets whose people have beaten and wounded him, and he was wiping the blood off his face and saying, "O Lord! Forgive my people as they do not know."
Abu Hurairah reported that Tufail ibn `Amr Ad-Dawsi and his companions came to the Prophet and said, "O Allah's Messenger! the people of the tribe of Daws disobeyed and refused to follow you; so invoke Allah against them." The people said, "The tribe of Daws is ruined." The Prophet said, "O Allah! give guidance to the people of Daws, and let them embrace Islam." (Al-Bukhari)
and the drunk took it.
Maybe after all, he did learn a lesson, but better than the one I had in mind.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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