strip of cloth then covers me fully with a sheet of cloth. Announcement of my death is made; relatives and friends are being informed. Some people are busy making funeral arrangements. I am made to lie on a wooden plank, given ritual bath then wrapped in a clean white shroud and then my body is placed for final view. My dear or near ones views my face last time as this face will no longer be seen in this world; atmosphere of house is gloomy, depressed and mournful. Those kind hands which had pampered me & loved me too much, have lifted my funeral bier on their shoulders and started heading towards graveyard. Upon reaching there, my Salat-ul-Janazah (funeral prayer) is performed and my bier is carried towards my grave where I have to live forever, it is the same graveyard I have never dared to visit alone in the night and now I do not know how many nights I have to spend there! It is the same graveyard which awaits new dweller and it is the same graveyard where humans are buried with their desires. People transfer my body into the grave about which it is stated in the blessed Hadees, ‘Either grave is one of the pits of Hell or one of the gardens of Heaven.’

(Attarghib Wattarhib, vol. 1, pp. 201, Hadees 4115)

Having thrown earth on my grave when people started leaving, I hear their footfall. As they leave the grave starts talking to me and says: O man! Did you not hear about me? Were you not made frighten of my narrowness, odour, horror and insects? If it had been so then what preparation have you made?

قبر میں مجھ کو لٹا کر اور مِٹّی ڈال کر

چل دئیے سا تھی نہ پاس اب کو ئی رِشتے دار ہے

خواب میں بھی ایسا اندھیرا کبھی دیکھا نہ تھا

جیسا اندھیرا ہماری قبر میں سرکار ہے

صَلُّوۡا عَلَى الۡحَبِيۡب       صَلَّى اللّٰهُ تَعَالٰى عَلٰى مُحَمَّد

What will happen to us?

Dear Islamic brothers! A human has two abodes: One is above the earth and the second is beneath the earth (i.e., grave). How much of struggle we do to