Eid is a Day of Happiness... but for Who? ::.. [Sent & Written By: Sister Asma bint Shameem] As he took his seat, on Eid morning for prayer he began to think..... he started to despair The month of Ramadhaan, it just slipped away A whole month that passed by, as if only a day He sat, going o'er the days, that were no more And the blessed nights, that were gone for sure Searching ...through the pages of his life....to find any good deeds so as to console, his restless mind He knew there was not much, for him to see but he was hoping for some thing, that just might be He looked at his record of Qur’aanic recitation But alas, there was not even one whole completion His eyes filled with tears, as it dawned upon him Whatever little he read, was without comprehending What good is that reading, if he didn't understand? How then, could he follow Allaah's Rules and Command? He read like a parrot, without stopping to contemplate O how he wasted, this golden, perfect chance to educate With grief, he turned to his record of giving and charity but he realized how severely he lacked in generosity He didn't give enough, except for a just a little bit Though Allaah has blessed him, he didn't part with it Even the obligatory zakaat...such a big burden it seemed I wish I had given more.... his aching heart screamed Then sadly he turned....to look at his daily fasting It was simply a ritual.... there was no implementing Though he controlled his hunger, he didn't control his tongue He cursed, he swore.... he lashed out to all, old 'n young O how he looked at the haraam and listened to the forbidden! How could he forget...from Allaah there's nothing that's hidden? Even in the last ten nights, he made a half-hearted attempt How he preferred his bed and its warm comfort instead! And then an awful voice, started screaming inside him as the reality of his dire situation, dawned upon him Why didn't he exert himself.....why didn't he do more? Why did he succumb to temptation? Is that what he's really here for? As he looked around, at all those around him Smiling and happy, with new clothes upon them He thought to himself…. his clothes were new too But that’s not why they were happy, that much he knew Then a question appeared in his mind…. a question so true That surely, Eid is a day of happiness, but for who? Is it for those wearing new clothes or for those of you Who strive hard in Ramadhaan, as best as they can do For those who do good deeds, hoping for Allaah's Pleasure And for those who are saved, from His Torment and Displeasure New clothes is NOT the reason why they're so elated Rather, it's the prayers and fasting, the taqwa unabated Big tears of distress rolled down his sorrowful eyes He cried regretfully as he stifled his weary sighs I wish I had done more, he said. I wish I had been stronger I wish I had worshipped Allaah each night, just a bit longer I wish I had taken advantage, of this great opportunity to have my sins forgiven, and a chance to earn felicity With pain so severe, it would split his inside It broke his heart....as he suddenly realized This beautiful month is gone....and gone is its beauty Gone are its fragrant nights....full of Allaah's Mercy Yet he also knows, that he should never despair even if he's missed a chance, even if he's been unfair He knows even after all this, it’s not too late If he turns to his Lord, He will never repudiate He will not turn him back, if he repents sincerely He will forgive him even now, after failing so severely Thus, a ray of hope appeared, in his heart suddenly A desperate prayer rose, to his lips spontaneously I beg of your Mercy, yaa Rabb, please forgive me You are the Most Beneficent...so don't deprive me. O Allaah I promise, from now on I'll be good I will do my best, to please You as I should I know I didn't do enough…..even close to what I should have But whatever little I did....please accept it, on my behalf. “’Eid isn't happiness for those that wear new clothes, but it is for those whom Allah is pleased with of His slaves, and those that were rescued from the great torment.”