When I get old, I hope you understand and have patience with me
In case I break the plate, or spill soup on the table because I’m losing my eyesight, I hope you don’t yell at me.
Older people are sensitive, always having self-pity when you yell.
When my hearing gets worse and I can’t hear what you’re saying, I hope you don’t call me ‘Deaf!’
Please repeat what you said or write it down.
I’m sorry, my child.
I’m getting older.
When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up.
Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning how to walk.
Please bear with me, when I keep repeating myself like a broken record; I hope you just keep listening to me.
Please don’t make fun of me, or get sick of listening to me.
Do you remember when you were little and you wanted a balloon? You repeated yourself over and over until you get what you wanted.
Please also pardon my smell. I smell like an old person. Please don’t force me to shower.
My body is weak.
Old people get sick easily when they’re cold. I hope I don’t gross you out.
Do you remember when you were little? I used to chase you around because you didn’t want to shower.
I hope you can be patient with me when I’m always cranky. It’s all part of getting old.
You’ll understand when you’re older.
And if you have spare time, I hope we can talk even for a few minutes.
I’m always all by myself all the time, and have no one to talk to.
I know you’re busy with work.
Even if you’re not interested in my stories, please have time for me.
Do you remember when you were little? I used to listen to your stories about your teddy bear.
When the time comes, and I get ill and bedridden, I hope you have the patience to take care of me.
I’m sorry if I accidentally wet the bed or make a mess.
I hope you have the patience to take care of me during the last few moments of my life.
I’m not going to last much longer, anyway.
When the time of my death comes, I hope you hold my hand and give me strength to face death.
And don’t worry. Allah will bless you because you loved your Mom and Dad.
There was a women called Mashit of Firoun. She was a women who was the hairdresser of Firouns daughter, Pharaoh who said, I did not know any god but me, and Mashit of Firoun, this hairdresser, she had embraced Islam in secret.
And when she was combing the hair of the daughter of pharaoh the king, one who said that he is god, the comb fell to the ground and then she automatically sub consciously picked up the comb, and said, Bismillah, in the name of Allah.
And this Mashit of Firoun this hairdresser had five children and one of them was still breast feeding.
And then the daughter of Firoun said, Allah Abi, are you saying Allah my father?
And she said, “No! Allah, the god of your father and yourself and me”
And she became angry, she went to her father and said to him: “Father, this woman worships another god besides you”
He said: “What? She knows another god besides me, who is that? Call her to me”
And they called her to him, and she came and stood, a woman, a women brothers and sisters in front of this great Pharaoh.
And he said to her, “Who is your god?”
And she said, “Allah is my lord”.
He said “Who is Allah?”
She said “Allah is my God and yours”.
Yes, she was cornered and put in a place, when she had to answer, she answered. This how the state of the Mumin in the past and present are,when they said, “Allah is my lord”, they were tortured.
But we don’t care. Because we know what were heading towards. We know who are Lord is and we say what we believe, were not liars.
She said “Allah, Allah is my lord and yours”.
And they said “What? Bring the chains!”
They brought the chains, they begun to punish her and whip her.
“Who is your lord?” and she will say “Allah is my lord and yours”.
And so he ordered for them to bring a large container and he spilt boiling oil in to this container, large container like a swimming pool, and then he said, bring me all her children!
And they brought them one by one and he said “Worship me, I am your lord”.
She said, “Never!..”
So he brought her first son and he threw him in to the oil, in front of her eyes, his meat and his flesh fell of his body and his bone disintegrated,
And then they brought her next son and she was firm, “Allahu Akbar!”
They burnt him; she could not stop them, and then her third and then her fourth
And finally her fifth, he was on her arm, and she was about to pull back, she was about to pull back in front of the eyes of all the people. And when all of a sudden and this is the Hadis of the prophet Muhammad (SAW), He said, all of a sudden, Allah (SWT) from above seven skies made her child speak while he was in the cradle,
He said: “Be patient my mother, you are in the truth, Allah Allah has promised you with a great heaven, keep going mother”.
And then they threw her son in to the boiling oil and she was next. She knew that she was going to die, and then she begun to cry.
And Pharaoh said, “Why are you crying?Stop!”
And she said, “I was crying because I want to ask you to do something for me, and I don’t know if you’re going to do it”
He said, “Ask me for whatever you’d like”
She said, “Once you throw me in to the oil, then I want you to gather whatever is remaining of our bodies and I want you to bury us together in the same grave, because I want to be resurrected with my children and I want to go to Jannah with my children”
Remark:
It is clear that this story is Saheeh because there is a hadith about this story.
It was narrated that Ibn ‘Abbaas (may Allaah be pleased with him) said: The Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “On the night on which I was taken on the Night Journey (Isra’), a beautiful fragrance came to me. I said: O Jibreel, what is this beautiful fragrance? He said: This is the fragrance of the hairdresser of Pharaoh’s daughter and her children. I said: What is their story? He said: Whilst she was combing the hair of Pharaoh’s daughter one day, the iron comb fell from her hand and she said, ‘Bismillaah (in the name of Allaah).’ The daughter of Pharaoh said: ‘My father?’ She said: ‘No. My Lord and the Lord of your father is Allaah.’ She said: ‘I will tell him about that.’ She said: ‘Yes.’ So she told him and he summoned her and said: ‘O So and so, do you have a Lord other than me?’ She said: ‘Yes, my Lord and your Lord is Allaah.’ He ordered that a baqarah (lit. “cow”) made of copper be heated up, then he ordered that she and her children be thrown into it. She said: ‘I have a request to make of you.’ He said: ‘What is your request?’ She said: ‘I would like my bones and my children’s bones to be gathered together in one cloth and buried.’ He said: ‘This will be done for you.’ He ordered that her children be thrown into it in front of her, one by one, until they came to the last one who was an infant boy who was still being breastfed. It was as if she wavered because of him, but he said: ‘O mother, go ahead, for the punishment of this world is easier to bear than the punishment of the hereafter.’ So she went ahead.” Ibn ‘Abbaas (may Allaah be pleased with him) said: Four infants spoke: ‘Eesa ibn Maryam (peace be upon him), the companion of Jurayj, the witness of Yoosuf and the son of the hairdresser of Pharaoh’s daughter.
Narrated by Imam Ahmad in al-Musnad (1/309), al-Tabaraani (12280), Ibn Hibbaan (2903) and al-Haakim (2/496).
He resembled the prophet Muhammad SAW in his appearance and character, who the prophet SAW looked at him and knew that he has a beautiful tone, so he sent him to Madina. He was the one who went to Madina.
And when the Prophet SAW migrated from Makkah to Madina, he found 8000 people from Madina that was singing Tala Al Badru Alaina, Minsa Ni Ya Til Wada. Where did they come from? From Musab Ibn Umair RA
Before Islam he was the wealthiest, before Islam he was the most handsome, before Islam he used to look after himself that he used to put so much color, and hed look after himself so much.
That the women of Makkah, when they smell his perfume, they would stand in a line to wait for him to pass, wanting to attract him. Yes, this was Musab Ibn Umair RA.
When he embraced Islam he donated everything he had of his wealth in the cause of those who are more in need.
And then in the battle of Uhud, in the battle of Uhud Musab Ibn Umair fighting like a lion, defending the Muslims, defending the prophet SAW, when a spear attacked him, and struck him and it sawed one by one, until he had over 70 stabbings and he fell to the ground.
And the prophet SAW and companions after the battle was over, they came to bury the Muslimeens, the mujahideens, the shuhada, and when they looked at Musab Ibn Umair, they searched through his wealth and they did not find anything with his wealth to cover him.
All they could find in his house was a piece of cloth to wrap him up with, the kafn. And when they would cover his head, his feet would show, and when they covered his feet, his head would show,
And the prophet SAW said: “O Musab Ibn Umair, we did not find anything of the wealth, just to cover your whole body and bury you in it, you donated it all for those who are in need, in Jannah is where we shall meet”
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