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Monday, August 1, 2011

Sadiq And His Sister

In a small village of simple people, there lived a noble man, named “Sadiq”. He was known to be very close to God and was said to be a Sufi. People visited him for the solution of their problems. He felt pleasure in helping others. Unlike him, his elder sister “Faiqa” was away from religion. She amused herself in listening to music and backbitting others. Almost all of her actions were totally different from Sadiq’s pure personality. Sadiq’s parents had died when he was 5 years old.

People of village loved Sadiq because of his experienced personality and truthful character. Once a crying person came to him, telling that his crop fields had been destroyed and pleaded for help. Sadiq gave a little smile. “Go back! They’re lush green again.” Sadiq said and it was true! The crops had unimaginably turned lush green again. It was a miracle of people of village.

One morning, Sadiq was looking for his glasses on a shelf when his hand accidentally hit a fragile vase and it shattered into small pieces on hitting the floor. Faiqa had seen him but she didn’t show up and went away quietly. The following night, Faiqa came to Sadiq. “Have you broken the vase?” She asked at once. Sadiq hesitated for a moment and then lied, “Err… No. I’ve not!” Faiqa raised her eyebrows but left without further questioning.

Sadiq felt abashed of himself on telling a lie in such a minor situation. His inner voice kept on gnawing at him. To compensate of what he had done, he offered special prayers and fed 10 hungry and needy people. He really had a heart saturated with love of God.

After a week, when he was walking in a narrow alley, he saw two men fighting. He went to them to stop them.

“Don’t stop me. YOU LIAR!” You are a dishonest person. I feel ashamed when I say you a Sufi.” One of the men said when Sadiq tried to free him from fight.

Sadiq went away. How could somone know that he told a lie? A lie, which had been compensated with deeds of goodness. How could someone doubt his whole life as impure because of one wrong deed? He walked back to his home. Before he could knock at door, he heard Faiqa’s voice from inside.

“Can you believe it, Sara? A man depicting himself so close to God ends upon a filthy liar?” Faiqa was saying.

“I know Faiqa. I know.” Sara replied.

A tear followed by a flood of others flowed from Sadiq’s eyes. He couldn’t believe that his own sister could do such a thing to him. His dignity was now no more.

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“I promise by God that I didn’t speak that lie with intention.” These were the last words escaping the mouth of Sadiq, before his untimely death. He left a leeter before hi died. Faiqa readd it an hour or two after Sadiq’s death.

“If only this was done by a stranger, I would not have suffered a lot. It all started from my home. When home becomes grave, life becomes death; and when close ones become strangers, the dead ones become a family. I died not for what I have done, but for what I bore.”

After reading this last letter, Faiqa had no effect on herself. She was never a sister for Sadiq. She engraved the sentence of entire life on the tombstone of Sadiq’s grave.

“Here lies one who can even lie for truth.”

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