Lies And Denial.

" With Him(Allah) are the keys (knowledge) of the unseen , about which none besides Him has knowledge (exclusive to Allah) . He knows what is on the land and within the oceans. He is (even ) aware of every leaf falling from a tree, every grain in the darkness of the earth and every moist and dry thing is (recorded) in the clear book (The Lawhul Mahfoodh -preserved tablet) "
(Suratul Anaam Aayat 59 Surah 6)

You can hide from peolpe, but you cannot hide from Allah. You can run from people but you cannot run from Allah, you can lie to people but you cannot lie to Allah. Allah is العليم All-Knowing, He even knows about the tiniest ant, walking on a black rock, on a dark night.... therfore it is impossible for Allah not to know our deeds.....

Sadly we Insaan have become such , that we only fear people , we only wish to please people, we do good deeds to show peolpe, when we commit sin we are afraid of what people will say if they find out. When we do something impermissible, we fear that those who hold us in high esteem and respect us will lose their respect for us . We tend to lie at times and deny that we carried out certain things , so that people continue trusting us and our name and reputation is not tarnished.

We may hide from people, we may get away with it in the world, but can we hide from Allah The Knower of the unseen? We can flee to the deepest most dense forest, we can climb the highest mountain, and take refuge in the furthest corner of the darkest cave, we can be hidden from the view of the entire creation ,away from the prying eyes of people, but.......but we should always remember and we should never ever forget, not even for one mili second that ALLAH AL'ALEEM (THE ALL KNOWING) is Ever Watchful ! Allah knows ! Allah watches ! Not a soul will know but Allah will !
How can we fear people and not fear the Creator of the poeple?

Many times we commit sins and do not regard the consequences to be serious. Many times we disobey our Rabb and feel no shame, regret or remorse. Allah may not always  punish us in the world, but a greater punishment awaits us in the Aakhirah ( hereafter). May Allah save us all!

We think that we can get away with the deeds we commit and we don't bother to make taubah ....but we don't realise that the deeds we carry out ,will most definitely return to haunt us.

There was a loud knock on the Musa residence, the following morning, the knock echoed through the entire house waking Farhaad up from his deep slumber.

Farhaad rubbed his tired eyes, he turned to the alarm clock on his beside, it read 8:17 a.m  He groaned in frustration.

Which person in their right frame of mind visits at this time !

Farhaad rolled over, burying his face deeper into his pillow. Whoever it was could come back at a suitable time... This was not the time to entertain guests!

A loud knock was heard once again. Farhaad shot up from the bed agitated, mumbling a string of curses.
He was not a morning person and this annoying person pulled his last strings.

He opened the door abruptly and his eyes widened in shock . There before him stood none other than Shabana. She wore a loose fitted black dress, it looked twice her size, so unlike the girl he met a month ago. Her hair was put into a messy bun, her radiant hazel eyes were now dull and sunken, she had no traces of make up and she looked so exhausted, like she hadn't slept in years. Her bottom lip quivered and she gave him a pleading look.

She looked like a mess! But what was she doing at his house ? How did she find him? And what does she want from him ?

These questions swirled in his head, creating a whirlwind of unanswered questions. He could feel his head pounding with a sudden headache.

"May I come in " she asked in a feeble voice , her voice merely a whisper.

Farhaad was unable to form a coherent sentence, he simply moved aside allowing her to step in. Only then did he see that she had company.
Behind her stood a big built, muscular bulky man. He had the same fair complextion as Shabana , and shared some of her features as well. Realisation dawned...

He must be her brother Shabeer !

He began to panic, and his heart hammered in his chest.

Did she tell him ?

The man was freaking huge ! He would beat Farhaad to pulp !

Farhaad gulped and gestured for him to come in. He moved forward, and towered over Farhaad, his deep brown eyes flickered with rage and fury, burning Farhaad into ashes of anxiety, his nostrils flared and his huge hands balled into tight fists, causing his knuckles to turn an icy white.

Farhaad shivered internally.

He was dead meat!

Shabeer composed himself when he saw his sister giving him a pleading look , he backed away and joined his sister on the black leather couch, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and held her cold hands in his big palm.

Farhaad closed the door and excused himself . He rushed to his mother's room informing her that they had guests. She got up from her Musallah (prayer mat) , her tasbeeh dangling from one hand. She gave him a startled look, but he shrugged in reply and scurried back into the living room.

"So how may I help you " Farhaad sat down opposite the siblings, trying to appear calm.

Shabeer shot him an icy glare and his arm that was around Shabana, shot onto his lap. He balled his hand into a fist, he looked like a volcano that was ready to erupt any moment.

"I ....there is a problem " Shabana spoke.

Farhaad rose his eyebrows in quesion.

So how was he involved in their problem ?

He wanted to ask her that, but he chose to reamain silent.

"I.... I ....that ....it's all my fault!" She stuttered then broke down into an ocean of painful, salty tears.

The seriousness of the matter only dawned on her a week ago. She was devastated and had searched high and low for Farhaad or his friends , she had been frantically searching for him like a crazy woman , for the past week. The day before, much to her relief she spotted Talaal in the mall, he gave her Farhaad's number and address after much protest, putting an end to her frantic hunt.

Shabeer held her and patted her back. "This guy is at fault as much as you are !" he pointed to Farhaad accusingly.

Farhaad boiled with anger.
"Excuse me but I have no idea what you are talking about ! " he said calmly, but felt the total opposite of calm.

Shabeer stood up and held Farhaad by his arm. Farhaad moved back startled.
"Don't play dumb with me ! I'm not stupid okay ! " Shabeer shook him and let go off him and sat back down.

Farhaad sighed.
"What is the problem?" He asked looking at her.

She shifted uncomfortably, opened and closed her mouth , contemplating wether to speak or not. She finally plucked up the courage and sighed.

"My parents kicked me out of my home ! Because ....." she took a deep breath and continued, "because I am ...pregnant !" She whispered, but it was loud enough for him to hear.

"So what does that have to do with me ? " he asked, but he knew exactly what she was trying to imply.

"You don't get it , do you ! " she sobbed and choked on her words. "It is your child !" She sobbed even harder.

"WHAT !!!" His mouth hung open.

She has nowhere else to go so she's coming to me!

She could be lying !

But she could be speaking the truth as well!

He shook away the thought and gave her a hard glare.

"You are lying ! How can you be sure !" Farhaad shot up from the couch, now filled with fury.

"Don't you dare call my sister a liar ! You despicable man ! You ruined her and now you refuse that you are  at fault!" Shabeer fisted Farhaad's shirt.

"Please stop it !" Sahabana pleaded.

Farhaad broke free from Shabeer's firm grip.

"Get out of my house! You filthy liar ! "
He yelled at Shabana.

"Please just...." she began, but choked on her words unable to complete her sentence.

"GET OUT !" He yelled.

Shabeer gripped his neck , his eyes showing pure hatred and fury.

Farhaad's mother entered, she gasped, shocked at the scene infront of her.
Shabana pulled her brother's arm, fearing things could  spiral out of control , she decided the safest option was to leave, but Shabeer was adiment , he was fully convinced that Farhaad was lying. Shabana pleaded with him, threatening to hurt herself if he refused to let go. Shabeer reluctantly pulled away, but not before giving Farhaad a hard shove, causing him to stumble and fall onto the couch.

Shabana turned to Farhaad, her cheeks streaked with salty tears.
"You and I both know that you are the liar here ! You are the one in denial ! You can run away now Farhaad ! But remember this ! Remember.....what goes around comes around ! You will pay for this ....one day !!!!"

She ran out of the house, and Shabeer followed suite, concerned about his sister. He hoped that she would not attempt suicide , or self harm. His parents had kicked her out and she now had nowhere to go. He had been beyond furious , he wanted to turn away from her initially , for she brought shame to the family ,but after his anger had simmered down , his wife had convinced him to assist his sister who was already drowning in despair. The only option was to find Farhaad and make their Nikaah, but it was not as simple as that ...

The Musa residence settled into a choking silence. Farhaad sat down, he buried  his face in his hands. Deep down, he knew she was speaking the truth, he knew he was the one at fault, the one in denial , yet  he could never shatter the high hopes his mother had in him. She would lose her trust and confidence in her one and only precious son.

What about that girl?

What about the unborn child ?

Who would look after them ?

Would anyone marry her, knowing she bore someone else's child?

These thoughts ran through his mind, but he pushed them aside, blaming her instead.Deep down he knew that they both had been at fault , but he chose not to delve further into the matter and chose not to think about it.

Thick layers of rain laiden clouds covered the horizon, concealing the star studded sky. Rumbles of thunder could be heard, and bolts of lightning flashed. Shabana sat on the floor of Sahbeer's guest room, her back pressed against the wall , hugging her knees and sobbing her heart out.

She felt just like the dark night, the  harsh reality concealing her once smiling soul. Surely she had not been the most happiest girl a month ago, but she still found a reason to smile,and forget how unwanted her parents made her feel. Now she felt like her whole  world had crumbled , the little happiness she had, sucked out of her soul, that little flicker of hope now totally distinguished....
Her parents disowned her completely , not wanting to even glance at her anymore.

She was broken and it was all her fault! How could she be so stupid to even have a little hope that Farhaad would accept their mistake, that they would make Nikaah and live happily ever after. Perhaps this was her punishment for the grave sin she committed...

Where would she go and who would accept her ?

She disolved into a waterfall of tears once again. She was broken beyond repair and she was alone....
Tears trickling down her face and into her lap,she called unto the only One who she knew would forgive her, The only One who would still love her , t
The only Being who would guide her and wouldn't hold a grudge against her .

لا اله إلا أنت  سبحانك  انى كنت من الظالمين

"There is no diety besides You, Glory be to You , surely I am from the wrong doers. "

She called unto her Rabb, repenting sincerely. She made a firm intention to mend her ways and turn to Allah Ta'allah , asking Allah to guide her through the straight path, to grant her the ability to walk upon the brightly lit path of guidance .

We are humans and we err, a true believer will regret his mistake and will be filled with remorse. A mu'min commits a mistake once, but repents ten times for that one sin. If we truly regret our actions and make sincere tauba Allah Ta'allah will in sha Allah forgive us. Allah is the most merciful of those who show mercy and loves us more than a mother loves her child.

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