Sometime I really want to blast up. Why don’t you see how much I struggle? I don’t even take breakfast properly. It feels like I’m struggling with time. I don’t even enjoy rain nowdays because it comes when I’m on my way back to home and it makes hard to get an auto. No autos, I will reach home late then at what time I will start cooking. Oh feeling so hungry but there aint be anything at home to eat. The smell of parathas nearby is killing me because I can’t have it as I’m running out of time. What do you think is there a problem with this rain, time, with autos, with my office timing or my client calls. I think all are responsible as I had planned my day so well but nothing worked out.
But you seemed to be ignorant because you did not want to know the reason behind late dinner, behind waking me up late, behind not wanting to wash clothes, behind beating my child. I do feel guilty because I did not pack your lunch properly. I’m sorry that sometimes I pick up something easy to cook which may not taste great. I feel sad because I don’t cook anything special for our child. I don’t play with her. I don’t give attention to her studies.
No No I’m not telling you to take up all these responsibility. Nor I’m complaining or doubting your capabilities.Please I want you to understand that I need a helping hand. I just want you to take care of few things. Atleast you can pack your lunch or may be taking our daughter to her school bus stand. Is it such a big task? But please whatever you pick up take it as your responsibility and remember responsibility comes with the tag of forever. Even though I know that my words will go waste in few days. You will again be same and I will again be back in that depressing world, fighting with time, cursing rain and cursing this whole world because I know I’m not wrong. I had planned everything right.
Assalamu alaikum friends. Ahh posting after a long time. I know you all would be thinking that few days back only you cheked out my new post. Oh that I did because of “AWARD” thing and also for sisterhood love.Now todays post is more like an escape from my laziness. This laziness is killing me and taking me away from writting anything. But don’t worry I’m becoming a good reader of others blog. Afterall you all also need good reader. (Hehhee. Just joking).
Ok Jokes apart. Get into a serious mood. In one of my post I had discussed about how our society tends to ignore giving fees to Islamic teachers (I’m concern). Now that was only one part of the story. Another is more serious. Islamic teachers especially who take up the responsibility of teaching Quran don’t pay attention to tajweed (pronunciation) at all. There are very few teachers whom I have come across are actually telling there student that whats the right way to pronounce alphabet of Arabic. The saddest story has happened with me too. I’m ashamed in saying that I don’t know proper pronunciation of arbi and for this circumstances I blame my Quran sir. Because whatever he taught we thought that’s the right way. But to my goodness, at this stage of my life I have come to know that I actually read whole Quran in wrong way. May Allah accept my Quran ibadat. I’m not here to discuss my short comings but wallahi I’m not only the case of such situation. There are so many people struggling with the same. I could pick up from my grandmother to my current generation. Not to mention Allah is going to judge everybody in aakhirat (judgement day). May Allah accept our good intentions.
Also such teachers are famous for their strictness. Some teachers take up the offensive way of teaching Quran i.e. “beating”. They should understand that beating neither fills love nor fear in heart. It fills up hatred. Islam is full of love and its teacher’s responsibility to fill love in their student heart. Don’t forget that we all will be questioned for our responsibilities.
In my own family there are so many boys who stopped hifz of Quran (to learn whole Quran) because of this beating culture in madarssa (school where Islam is taught). Strictness is important but we need to understand its limit. Power does not make a person famous until we add good manners in it. Friends we really need to change our society. Let’s make coming generation free of this tajweed issue. Lets use technology like app, blogs, websites to learn proper tajweed and teach the same to your children, cousin, sister, mom, dad ect. Let’s make ourselves and our children a good teacher. Let’s help each other.
I end this post with this dua –“ May Allah make us firm in our deen path. May Allah opens his doors and accept our good deeds” . Ameen.