|Love is like the rumbling thunder in the overcast skies of your heart.|
"Uh Oh... sounds like trouble." your heart confides. And yes, it is
trouble, but it is a beautiful trouble.
1. While sipping coffee
While sipping coffee,
I was distracted by
The veil of angels
That man call rainfall.
The curtain fall of
A billion angels
As they cry out,
“Mercy is coming down!
Mercy is coming down!”
A few noticed me,
And they smiled
As they greeted me,
“Hi, Taufiq! Hi, Taufiq!
Do not listen to the whispering one!”
Update - The Wedding Prep in Perlis. The above prose was recorded in early 2009. I am pretty sure I was sitting somewhere and it was raining, as it is right now here in Kangar, Perlis. Heche and Efa is at the bride's house, no doubt keeping the lovely girl's emotion steady and calm amidst the hustle and bustle of the wedding prep. Fifi is the eldest daughter, you see, and this wedding is the very first for her family. Nervous hearts all around. And now it is RAINING! Oh no... what will happen to the just-raised canopies and tents? But the rain is not too heavy (which by Malaysian standards means that it is not in the risk of uprooting 120 years old tropical trees), so we are hoping for the best.
As you have read in the earlier post this morning (and if you haven't, why haven't you?? Click Here), the marriage is of Fifi (Malay-Malay) with Syed Khaled (Arab Malay), and things are just getting interesting. I am here also with Kamarul, and it has been made clear to us that although we are friends with both bride and groom, that for today and tomorrow, we are with the bride's host and should, under no circumstances, 'act' as if we are with the groom's entourage... He he he. Boy, people sure get competitive at weddings! Not that Khaled will miss us, as he has about 100 strong already here or arriving soon. With the open invitation to the whole kampung (village), family and friends of Fifi, they anticipate more than 300 guests for today's Aqad (Muslim wedding ceremony), and about 700 tomorrow afternoon's official reception.
Love & Marriage. As we are in the topic of rain, love and marriage (which goes together like a horse and carriage, as the song aptly says), here is another prose recorded around the same time in 2009. It was written in the throes of passion for a human being called Heche. We have been to many, many weddings since, a few of my friends' but mostly hers. And as the rain falls more heavily today, I am wondering to myself, "When will our turn come?"
16. Like the rain
Whenever I look at you,
I am blessed by God,
Whenever I sit beside you,
I am blessed by God,
Whenever you smile,
And whenever you frown,
In that and all, I am blessed.
Whatever you say,
Whatever you don’t say,
Whatever you do, and
Whatever you don’t do,
I am blessed by God.
Like the rain,
You simply happened.
Good things ought not to be delayed, people say. So I am asking the Angels of the Rain to tender my application to God and His Prophet(pbuh) to hurry things up up there. Pray for us, sunshine.
|I think there is a traffic jam of marriages destined to happen up there|
in heaven. I hope the Angels will sort out the bottle neck and unclog
the matrimonial congestion.
And to conclude, this is the ending of the collection of prose entitled 'Just between You and Me', more than 3 long years ago...
wa min Allah at-Taufiq
25th February 2009
There is only God, and naught but God,
And by my skin that hides my soul,
And by the bones that bear my body,
And by the fire of my ego, and the crowning throne
That is the heart to be possessed by my Him,
Muhammad Habibullah al-Mustafa,
Abu Arwah, the most perfect Rose
In the Garden of my Lord’s creation, it is He! It is He
That is the Messenger of God!
All Glory to God!
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way