Death of a Good Person

DEATH OF A GOOD PERSON. CHAPTER ONE...

You have lived upon this Earth as a pious Muslim. Loved by Muslims around you, and loved by your Parents and family so dearly. You forced yourself up for Fajr Prayer. You loved Allah and his Messenger Muhammad (salla Allaahu 'alayhi wa salaam) so much. Everything you did was for Allah. All you ever longed was to see the face of Allah, and to be in his creation of joy, Paradise. Allah was always on your mind. Every time you committed a sin, you would feel so guilty, turning to Allah with eyes full of tears. You were so protective towards Muslims, whenever you heard that one was abused or hurt, you would be with them by their side like a guardian. You would visit the sick whenever you could and you loved giving rather than taking. Now, within the next few minutes you are going to enter a realm of unspeakable beauty forever.

You are walking down the street towards your house, carrying the weekly shopping for your mum. A Kafer insults you as you pass by because of your Islamic dress code. You look towards the ground with anger in your heart, but patience radiating from your body.

As you cross the final road looking towards your house, you praise Allah as you usually do and SMACK!!! A car smashes into your body throwing you 20 feet along the road. Your body lies in pain along the side of the road. Your Mother spots you from the window and screams, running from the house towards you. People around you begin to gather round, panicking from the sight of blood around your body.

The only words that you utter are, "Lah He Lah Ha IllAllah", continuously.
The pain seems to subside, as your body enters shock.
You hold your Mothers hand in yours, looking into her eyes full of tears. The comfort of your Mother now brings you back to your early childhood, when you were so young and frail, never leaving your Mothers side. Now that feeling is back as you are now left helpless in pain. You turn your head slightly and you spot the Kafir who insulted you now crying. His guilt entering his soul, realising how cruel he was insulting such an innocent person.

The cool air around you begins to calm.
The pain is beginning to disappear from your body.
A sensation never felt my man enters your body.
You see a glowing light in front of you.
A light like that of the sun, but 1000 times more beautiful.
You look on in fright but extreme excitement, trying to fathom what these beautiful lights are.

Suddenly by the will of Allah, you see those lights morph into beautiful Angels descending upon you. Just their smile instantly put more comfort into your heart than the most loving mother can towards their child. Their faces are like that of a sparkling sun. Their faces beyond words of beauty. Shining glow radiating from their blessed angelic bodies. Wings, shimmering white in colour, on either side of their blessed bodies stretching as far as the eye can see. You cannot believe the sight you are witnessing. You cannot believe how beautiful the Angels are. Just this sight you are witnessing wipes out every bit of suffering you had throughout your whole life.

You spot another beautiful Angel descending upon you, but this time he carries a beautiful glowing garment from Paradise. It consists of colours beyond description with the most gorgeous smelling musk ever found upon the face of this Earth coming out from this exceptionally stunning garment.

Taking hold of your soul, they take it out so gently, yet so quickly, as simple as water comes out of a water vessel.
"Come out beautiful soul. Come out to the pleasure of Allah", their beautiful voices call out.

Holding your soul so gently, they place your soul soothingly into the ever so comfortable, ever so beautiful garment of Paradise. They begin their decent to the gates of Paradise carrying the garment you are in, never taking their beautiful eyes off of you for more than a second. You never pass by a group of Angels without them saying, "Who is this beautiful soul?"
"This is the son/daughter-of-so and so" The Angels answer, calling you by the best names that can be found on the face of this Earth.
As you pass through the galaxies you reach the edge of space. Within a blink of an eye you pass into the next dimension.

There is front of you is the most magical, the most beautiful gate you have ever seen in your life. A gate beyond the Human Mind of imagination. Golden in colour, sparkling with its beauty, inscribed with patterns and pearls not even found upon the face of this Earth. You can stare at this gate forever never taking your eyes off of it, due to is magnitude of its size and beauty. You clench your fists in excitement, shaking with joy, hoping that the gates open up for you.

"In the name of Allah, we ask for the gates to be opened", the Angels carrying your soul call out.
The gates begin to slowly open, tears rolling down your face out of unbelievable happiness.
You look on a head in anticipation and extreme excitement, preparing yourself to see what is beyond those magical gates, as the Angels prepare to take you through the Seven Heavens.