13/02/2019
I came home and exhausted wife said to me you change your clothes and rest a little while the food is ready....
I actually went to my room and changed my clothes and lay on my bed and closed my eyes!!!
I opened my eyes only to the sound of the muezzin calling for the afternoon prayer, so I went out of the room, heading to the kitchen, and found my wife busy preparing the table.....
I sat at the table and asked her what did you cook for us today, sweetheart???
But she didn't reply!!! So I asked the question a second and third time, and I was surprised that she did not answer.... My surprise was greater than my anger!!!
It is the first time in twenty years of my married life that I address my wife and she does not pay any attention to me.
He turned and saw my son entering the kitchen, so I asked him to bring a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and his answer was similar to that of his mother, and I was even more surprised by that gentle young man who is used as an example in literature and good manners!!!
So I came out of the kitchen, and my wife said to my son: Go and wake your father up for lunch!!!! Here I was amazed!!!
Indeed, my son went to my room to wake me up, so I shouted at him with a loud voice that I am here.
After a minute or more, he came back with terror on his face. His mother said to him: Did you wake up your father???
He stuttered a little and then said: I tried to wake him up again and again but he didn't answer!!! I was even more surprised, what is this boy saying!!!
So my wife hurried into the room and the children were terrified behind her, so I followed them to find her trying to wake up another person in my bed who looks exactly like me, and who wears the same clothes as me,,,,
And as soon as she despaired of waking him, her eyes began to flood with tears, and my children began to cry and wail, calling out to the man lying on my bed and hanging on to his clothes, hoping for a response.
I can't believe what's going on around me!!!
Oh my God what is going on???!!! Who is this guy who is a copy of me???!!! Why can't anyone hear me???!!! Why doesn't anyone see me???!!!
My son came out rushing to come back a little while later with my father, mother and my brothers and everyone was crying and my mother hugged that man sleeping in my place and wept hot, so I went to her trying to touch her and talk to her and make her understand that I am still next to her, but it is a trick between me and what I wanted....
I turned to my father and my brothers, trying to make my voice heard, but to no avail!!!
My brothers went to prepare for the funeral and my father fell on the chair crying and I was in complete astonishment and extreme frustration at the horror of that disturbing nightmare from which I am trying to wake up.
The washroom came and started washing that body lying on my bed with the help of my sons, wrapping it in a shroud and putting it in the coffin.
Friends and loved ones flocked to the house, and everyone embraced my collapsed father and comforted my brothers and sons and prayed for me mercy and patience and solace.
Then they carried the coffin to the mosque to pray over it, and the house was empty except for women. So I hurried out behind the funeral, heading to the mosque, where neighbors and friends gathered and lined up behind the imam to pray for Ali.
In the midst of this heavy traffic, I found myself breaking through the ranks easily and without touching anyone.
The imam said the first takbeer and I shouted at them, “O my family, my neighbors, for whom do you pray???!!!”
I am with you but you do not feel!!!
I call you but you don't hear!!!
In your hands, but you do not see!!!
When I despaired of them, I left them praying and went to that box and uncovered the cover, looking at the one sleeping in it.
And as soon as I revealed his face, he opened his eyes and looked at me and said: Now my turn is over,,, I am to the yard, but you are to stay!!!
Then he said, I have been with you for more than forty years, and today is mine
To the dust and your fate to the account!!!
I only felt myself lying in the coffin, losing control of everything, my limbs no longer responding to me. I can't see anything anymore, I can't move anymore, I try to speak but I can't.
I just hear the takbeer of the imam...
Then the mourners murmured...
Then the sound of the dirt raining down on me....
Then the slippers banged away...
Then I realized it was the end...
Probably the beginning...
Beginning of the End ....
So simply and without introductions???!!!!!!!
I still have a lot of appointments.
I still have a lot of work to do.
I still have a lot of debts that I haven't paid and I haven't recommended paying them.
Where is my mobile???
I want to recommend a good deed that I have long postponed.
I want to end an evil that I have always seen,,,,
Little by little I started suffocating
Then I heard footsteps coming towards me,
Oh woe, the reckoning will begin!!!
This is what I was told in the world,,,,
They must have been Munkar and Nakir on their way to me.
And I kept screaming in my grave,,,
Lord, come back
Lord, come back
Lord, come back
May I,,, do good in what I left!!!
I hear no echo of my prayer except,,,,,
No, no, no, no, no
And I was still like this until I heard a soft voice whispering in my ear: Papa, Papa, tomorrow, Papa....
So I opened my eyes to find my daughter and the sweetness of my liver, smiling as usual at me, saying: "Come on, Papa, before eating it will not get cold."
I hugged her eagerly and kissed her forehead and then let her go...
I sat in my bed for a while feeling very tired, my limbs trembling and my body sweating...
To address myself:... Behold, my soul, you have returned,,, Show me what good you will do before there comes a day when you will ask the renegade, and he will not respond to you....
Hasten to do good deeds by doing righteous deeds (.......and no soul knows what it will earn tomorrow, and no soul knows in what land it will die, surely God is good)
[Surat Luqman 34]
