Regret , Or No Regret.

"Tell the Mumineen that they should lower their gazes and they should protect their private organs"
(Al Quraan)

Look at the link between the words of Quraan, lower your gaze and protect your private parts.

The comentaters of Quraan explain to us that if a person has to lower his gaze , and he protects his gaze from haraam, then automatically Allah Ta'allah will make it easy for him to protect his private parts but, on the other hand, if he allows his gaze to stray then it will become extremely difficult for him to protect his private part.

Sin and disobedience has become so deeply embedded in human beings that it is no longer taken seriously.
We feed our nafs (carnal desires) by obeying it's every command, by living according to our whims and desires and eventually our nafs together with shaytaan steer us into deviation and disobedience, due to us allowing shaytaan to have the upper hand we tend to carry out deeds that we later grieve over and regret. Unfortunately what is done is done , and nothing we do or say will be able to change the past. This is the bitter truth of life.

We live in oblivion, blinded by the deception of our enemy shaytaan who incites us towards evil , falsely assuring us that we can always repent later. How sure are we that we will even breathe the next second? How sure are we that we will live the next minute let alone the next day ?

We need to realise our purpose in life, we have been created only to worship Allah the Almighty. We need to understand that this life is but a short lived enjoyment,and one day this world with all its adornments will perish and turn to dust. One day we will leave behind our designer clothes and be wrapped in white cloth, and be lowered six feet down! We prepare for many journeys of the world but have we prepared for the most important journey? Have we prepared for the Hereafter ? Or will we set out on this journey without any provisions?

Some regret the minor sins, others regret major sins committed, yet others have no regret or remorse whatsoever. Farhaad was one of those...

Farhaad woke up and took in the unfimiliar home. He blinked and rubbed his eyes, trying to figure out where he was. After a while, realisation dawned on him , it was as if though he was hit with a wave of shock !

What had he done ? He committed many sins before this, dated many girls before but never had it gone this far!

The worst part was, he did not regret what he did, or feel a sense of remorse or shock, first he was hit with shock when realisation dawned on him , and later his shock turned into full blown anger. He was not angry with himself , No! He was angry at Shabana for inviting him over.

Why did she have to call him here ?
Wasn't a date in the cafe sufficient?
This was all her fault !

He neither blamed himself nor felt ashamed. Why would he? For all these years he had been committing zinah in different forms. He had become so prone to all of it that this was just one more added onto the list.

We think zinah is only confined to one major deed, but the truth is zinah can be committed in many ways. To gaze at a non-Marham is zinah of the eyes , to speak to a non-Marham is zinah of the tongue , to think about a non-mahram is zinah of the mind , to touch a non-Mahram is zinah of the hand. Why don't we realise this is all completely Haraam ! Fear Allah ! Allah is watching our every move ! Our mouths will be sealed and our limbs will speak against us on the day of Qiyaamat! Take heed O Insaan!

Farhaad jolted up , grabbed his car keys and bolted out of the apartment , without glancing back even once.
He jumped into his car and sped away, promising himself to leave behind his dark secret, he forced  himself to  believe that nothing ever happened.

He returned home to a worried sister and mother , both had a sleepless night concerned about his safety, but he brushed the topic off and presented a feeble excuse, which none of them believed. Farhaad chose to ignore their constant interogation and shrugged it off like it was something minute and insignificant for him.

Meanwhile Shabana awoke, the sun now shone brightly, the rays of sunshine forming streaks of light on the rug in the plush apartment.

She woke up devastated and horrified! Things spiraled out of control, and she allowed it !

How could she have done such a terrible sin!

Her parents already lived their lives oblivious of her, like she didn't exist and now .....and now they would also find a reason to hate her and most likely throw her out on the streets!

She burst into a tsunami of tears , the waves of regret and remorse crashed one after the other , drowning her into complete darkness and despondency. She felt impure and nothing could purify her, she was broken beyond repair.

An entire month had passed since the incident, Farhaad had forgotten about her existence , he left her in the past and she remained in the past, or so he thought, until one day he recieved a call from an unknown number.

Clueless as to who the caller was, he picked it up. He heard a female voice asking for Farhaad, he responded that it was him and in response the caller introduced herself as Shabana. Like a sudden slap in the face, the past memories hit him , igniting the deep sparks of buried anger into raging flames of fury.

She pleaded with him to meet her just once, she cried and begged him, she sounded desperate and broken, but Farhaad was blinded with anger and refused to listen anymore. He warned her not to phone him ever again and abruptly cut the call.

Farhaad assumed that was the last time he would hear from her, but his assumptions were completely wrong. Little did he know she would turn up at his residence the very next day with news that would slap the harsh reality in his face and knock him over causing him to cower in shame!