Saturday, 31 October 2020

ON THE TRUE GREATEST OF ALL TIME

Every time I see people arguing about who the greatest of all time is in a particular sport, I laugh. This is because, there’s no objective metric to determine the greatest of all time in a sport since we don’t know what would happen in the future and we can’t compare different eras since the conditions were different. However, when we look at humanity in its entirety, we realise that without an iota of doubt, there’s a single person who is undisputedly the greatest of us all. This person is none other than our Noble Prophet, Muhammad . I am proud to be his follower and humble lover.

He was born on a Monday in the month of Rabiul Awwal in the year of the elephant (571CE). He was sent as a mercy to mankind. He was the quintessence of upright character and nobility. He was the light sent to extinguish the darkness of disbelieve. How can a person not have him as his role model? It beats me!

This is why I was saddened by the behaviour of the French President Emmanuel Macron regarding the blasphemous cartoons of the Prophet . Instead of denouncing and discouraging the cartoons due to the sensitivity of the world’s 1.8 billion plus muslims, he not only supported the cartoons, he also insisted that they won’t give up the cartoons for any reason. Our Prophet’s honour it turns out is a free for all in their attempt to express their liberty and freedom, at the same time, same people can’t take insults on their persons. The blatant double standards and hypocrisy. I don’t know a rational sensible person who will be okay with people insulting his parents. The prophet means much more to us than our parents. To put things in context, Qur’an 9:24 reads as follows: ‘Say, (O Muhammad), “If your fathers your sons, your brothers, your wives, your relatives, wealth which you have obtained, commerce wherein you fear decline, and dwellings with which you are pleased are more beloved to you than Allah and His Messenger and jihad in His cause, then wait until Allah executes His command. And Allah does not guide the defiantly disobedient people”.’ It can be seen that each true believer is expected to love the Prophet more than himself or his wealth or his relatives.

Because of the overwhelming love true muslims have for the Prophet , insults on his person would naturally anger us. And even the laws of the kuffar recognise crimes of passion. I am not justifying jungle justice, but many crimes are fuelled by negative emotions. And an efficient way of reducing crimes is by reducing provocations and promoting amicable relationships. So please and please, insulting the Prophet is a serious provocation to muslims. And I would like to state that anyone who wants to have any sort of relationship with me should understand that insulting the prophet would mean us severing our ties. Period.

Back to the topic. The greatest human to ever walk this earth is our Prophet . No argument. I can’t imagine living my life as a non-Muslim. The blessing of being among the chosen believers is unquantifiable. I would forever be grateful to Allah for making me a Muslim, and I am a Muslim because Allah sent Prophet Muhammad , the seal of the Prophets to bring us this perfected religion. This is why non muslims wouldn’t understand the love we have for the person through which we got the blessing of Islam, a perfect complete way of life.

He lived a balanced life. He was both a spiritual and political leader. He was super patient and he lived a modest life, in spite of being the most loved of Allah’s servants. He could have easily been the wealthiest ever but he chose a modest life. His character was impeccable. No faults whatsoever. Every time I study his life, I am convinced that those who insult him don’t know him. They never read about him. Anyone who insults him after reading and learning about this perfect man must be suffering from some kind of mental disorder. There, I’ve said it.

I would conclude by praying that Allah increases His blessings on his Noble Prophet, the last and the leader of all Prophets .

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