Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem
“Indeed Islamic history is not written except with the blood of the Shuhadaa, except with the stories of the Shuhadaa and except with the examples of the Shuhadaa”
Shaykh Abdullah Azzaam A.R.
…Hasan’s words hung in the air like embroidered dreams… which gently floated about and settled on Tayyib’s soul once again as he remembered that night, suddenly he realised that Hasan was not made for this world… He was cut out for a higher purpose and although he always wished to be alone and free, suddenly being without these two… made life seem a little uncertain.
That warm summers night Muhammad knocked rapidly on Hasan’s door. He had received the fax on the way home from work.
“Hasan…start packing…We’re got a ticket booked for tomorrow afternoon. We need to get out Now! Harith is due tomorrow night!”
And so Muhammad and Hasan, following their hearts, found themselves in a place called Sadaa, on the other side of the earth from America.
Sadaa, Afghanistan, Ramadhan 1989.
The bombs over Sadaa became a nonstop chorus of destruction. Along with me that Ramadhan, were the two Moroccans , Muhammad and Hasan,whom I had met in America who were devoted to Shaykh Azzaam. Amazing wasn’t it? How fate takes you to where you’re meant to be. They left Africa to open the doors of dunya in America, but their stay in America led them to their Deen and destiny.
We were thrown into an unexpected war and we fought back guerrilla style, along with that, we had a lack of doctors so those that volunteered, trained our Mujaahideen to treat the wounded. Amongst those who wanted to take up that challenge was Hasan Al Walafee. One morning…
Hasan stretched and read his duas aloud as usual, whether to remind us or it was just his natural syle,I’ll never know. “ Allahumma inni as’aluka khaira hazal yaum…fath’ha’hu wa nasrahu wa..” Muhammad looked over at him. “Allah bless you Hasan, even in combat you never forget to read your morning and evening duas.” Hasan smiled calmly. “Alhamdulilah, I feel my day is blessed by beginning it with asking for Allah’s help.”
Muhammad shook his head in agreement as usual. “Are you nervous about training as a medical assistant? Going to Kabul?” Muhammad and Hasan had hardly ever been apart. They were the definition of best friends.
“I am! I have nightmares about cutting the wrong artery or stitching with a blunt needle, here let me try on that wound of yours !I’m just joking! You should have seen the look on your face! I am scared about but I am more worried about the lack of medical personnel on the frontlines.”
I was on duty that night, when suddenly a bomb landed metres away from me. We had learned to assess the distance of the enemy from the type of arsenal they used. I burst into the room and shouted at the others to drop into position.
Hasan dropped everything and ran immediately to take position. “I’m covering you Umair Jaan…enemy sighted to the left – 3- o clock position BismillahiRahmaniRaheemi…let’s go!”
That battle was vicious and lasted well into the evening. The nerves were at the point of shattering, blood was shed and the battle was not over…and even in this situation…they would break up for Salaah..
At some point, the 3 of us were given a slight respite and I overheard Hasan read the last part of Tabarak.
Muhammad asked, “Didn’t get a chance to read Surah Mulk tonight?”
“Na’am I read halfway then I fell asleep, got up and completed it…now I’m fresh to get back into positon.”
I was about to commend him on this beautiful habit because our beloved Rasul SAW said ;
Abu Hurairah (may Allah be pleased with him) reported: I heard the Messenger of Allah (sallAllahu ‘alayhi wasallam) saying,
“There is a Surah in the Qur’an which contains thirty Ayat which kept interceding for a man until his sins are forgiven. This Surah is ‘Blessed is He in Whose Hand is the dominion.’ (Surah Al-Mulk ).”
[At-Tirmidhi and Abu Dawud]
“Hasan! Muhammad! We’ve spotted a Russian tanker headed this way! Let’s go! We’ve got to stop it before they reach the village, there are women and children there!”
“No! No! They rolled over him! The tanker crushed him! It crushed Muhammad!”
WHY READ SURAH MULK?
Abdullah Ibn Mas’ud (may Allah be pleased with him) said, “When the deceased are placed in their grave; it comes in front of his legs and says, “There is no way for you here as he used to perform the Surah Al-Mulk.” Then it would stand before his head and say to his tongue, “There is no way for you because he used to recite Surah Al-Mulk.” Then he said, “It is protector from the punishment of Allah. It is in the Torah that whoever recites the Surah Al-Mulk has increased and become more fragrant.” (Al-Qurtabi 18/205.)
Ibn Abbas (may Allah be pleased with them) narrates that the Messenger of Allah (may Allah bestow peace and blessings upon him) said, “It is a protector; a rescuer; saving from the chastisement of the grave.” (At-Tirmidhi and Al-Hakim.)
Ibn Mas’ud (may Allah be pleased with him) narrates that the Messenger of Allah (may Allah bestow peace and blessings upon him) said, “Surah Tabaruk protects from the punishment of the grave.” (Ibn Mardawaya.)