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A Letter to God

July 31, 2020 | Bhat Haroon  

 

The omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, creator of the universe, the most gracious, the most kind, Savior, and Comforter, You blessed me a unique status. You addressed me with beautiful gnomen as Ashraful- Mukhlukat- the meaning the best among all. I can't count Your blessings, You granted me the heaven as my first home, You blessed me a beautiful and dynamic body as a mean to interact with the physical world, an intellectual faculty to differentiate good and bad, a sprit/Ruh to know the original reality. Besides this, you bestowed all of us numerous gifts; unconditional and everlasting love, abundant natural resources like land, forests, water, fossil fuels, animals, minerals, sunlight, air, etc. You have given meaning to my life by connecting me to the rest of the world through social relationships. This web of relations gives me an identity and the capacity to deal with whatever challenges come to me.
But, alas! I could not sustain the legacy of my forefathers who considered serving to mankind as the part of their prayer and caring other living or non-living entities as their prime duties. I underestimated my position; I have forgotten my original promise that I made in your court. I put Your guiding principles or teachings aside, defied Your rules day and night, disturbed the equilibrium of the nature. I have given preference to evil deeds over the good deeds.I considered myself merely as the genetic machines; concerning only with my own survival and replications. My selfish and ruthless nature made me blind. I utilized all my energy to attain material gains; erected big barriers on Your land. I vandalized all natural resources in the name of development. Instead of sharing love, goodness, I feel proud as being the front runner in making this beautiful planet hell by my wicked deeds. I accept that it is because of my irresponsible attitude and selfish nature that climate-related disasters are becoming more frequent, deadly and destructive, the spread of mysterious diseases become common. Animal instincts overshadowed my original personality, I crossed the boundaries of immorality; teasing, molesting the daughters of Eve on the broad daylight. Supporting dishonest persons, projecting corrupt politicians defending hypocritical religious leaders. This all odd actions became my day to day affair. I have taken pleasure in watching horrible scenes-killing, looting, fighting. My heart has become hard and my eyes don’t now welled up the tears at the time of grief. My false pride made me the follower of Dr. Faustus –the character who is better-known for his material greed and nefarious deeds that led him to hell. Like him, I ignored the advice of good angles and practiced the acts of Lucifer day and night. My present position is not less than Icarus- the Greek mythological character who is better known as the flyer who fell from the sky when the wax that joined his wings was melted by the heat of the sun.
Now, I am here with bowed, hands seeking forgiveness of my bad deeds. O! Lord, You are the one Who saved the ark of Noah, parted the water and made way to Musa, cooled down the fire for Ibrahim. Kindly accept our repentance (Tawba) and save us from this mysterious disease - COVID-19.

 

 

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A Letter to God

July 31, 2020 | Bhat Haroon  

 

The omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, creator of the universe, the most gracious, the most kind, Savior, and Comforter, You blessed me a unique status. You addressed me with beautiful gnomen as Ashraful- Mukhlukat- the meaning the best among all. I can't count Your blessings, You granted me the heaven as my first home, You blessed me a beautiful and dynamic body as a mean to interact with the physical world, an intellectual faculty to differentiate good and bad, a sprit/Ruh to know the original reality. Besides this, you bestowed all of us numerous gifts; unconditional and everlasting love, abundant natural resources like land, forests, water, fossil fuels, animals, minerals, sunlight, air, etc. You have given meaning to my life by connecting me to the rest of the world through social relationships. This web of relations gives me an identity and the capacity to deal with whatever challenges come to me.
But, alas! I could not sustain the legacy of my forefathers who considered serving to mankind as the part of their prayer and caring other living or non-living entities as their prime duties. I underestimated my position; I have forgotten my original promise that I made in your court. I put Your guiding principles or teachings aside, defied Your rules day and night, disturbed the equilibrium of the nature. I have given preference to evil deeds over the good deeds.I considered myself merely as the genetic machines; concerning only with my own survival and replications. My selfish and ruthless nature made me blind. I utilized all my energy to attain material gains; erected big barriers on Your land. I vandalized all natural resources in the name of development. Instead of sharing love, goodness, I feel proud as being the front runner in making this beautiful planet hell by my wicked deeds. I accept that it is because of my irresponsible attitude and selfish nature that climate-related disasters are becoming more frequent, deadly and destructive, the spread of mysterious diseases become common. Animal instincts overshadowed my original personality, I crossed the boundaries of immorality; teasing, molesting the daughters of Eve on the broad daylight. Supporting dishonest persons, projecting corrupt politicians defending hypocritical religious leaders. This all odd actions became my day to day affair. I have taken pleasure in watching horrible scenes-killing, looting, fighting. My heart has become hard and my eyes don’t now welled up the tears at the time of grief. My false pride made me the follower of Dr. Faustus –the character who is better-known for his material greed and nefarious deeds that led him to hell. Like him, I ignored the advice of good angles and practiced the acts of Lucifer day and night. My present position is not less than Icarus- the Greek mythological character who is better known as the flyer who fell from the sky when the wax that joined his wings was melted by the heat of the sun.
Now, I am here with bowed, hands seeking forgiveness of my bad deeds. O! Lord, You are the one Who saved the ark of Noah, parted the water and made way to Musa, cooled down the fire for Ibrahim. Kindly accept our repentance (Tawba) and save us from this mysterious disease - COVID-19.

 

 

Email:----minamharoon123@gmail.com

 


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