Being a Muhammadi

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Written by: Emaan

"Smash!"
He hurled his iPhone 5 at the wall fiercely and got up. He punched the wall hard. He didn't know what to do. Yielding to his emotions, he burst into tears at his own helplessness. Mujtaba's words were still ringing in his ears.
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"Grrreat!!! You too are becoming an engineer. Superb! We'll be good friends then." Umar was surprised to hear.
"Sure, In sha Allah," Mujtaba said beaming.
"By the way, if you don't mind me asking... err... people like you are mostly found in Masajid."
"What do you mean? Don't you go to the Masjid?"
"I do, by Allah's grace but I mean that young people like you become Ulema or mudarris mostly. You are becoming an engineer?"
"So? Is it forbidden for us to become engineers or doctors?"
"Not at all. You are quite an interesting person."
"You mean I’m odd."
"A bit."
"Well, Islam doesn't teach us to become only and only Islamic scholars. We can study medicine, law, science, trade etc. We desperately want Muslim experts in each and every sphere of knowledge. The only restriction is that we must keep in view the boundaries of Islam. Islam doesn't forbid us to adopt any profession."
"Hmmm. Your outlook is quite unique, you know."
"Yet correct. Right?"
"No doubt!"
He pondered over his words for some minutes then asked, "You shifted here a week ago but you’ve never come over to our house. I’ve never seen you anywhere except in the Masjid."
"Actually, I was quite busy shifting."
"Okay! What is your Facebook ID? We'll chat, share and have fun."  
"Don't use it.”
"Why?" he asked, astonished. Living without Facebook was something impossible. "Don't your parents allow it or don't you have an internet connection? Nowadays the mobile service providers have excellent packages at low charges. You can get one easily."
"I said I don't. Not I can't."
“What does that mean?”
“His love doesn't let me do it. His intense love is way stronger and charming to me than any other pastime."
"What love? Whose love are you talking about?"
"The love of Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم."
Umar was silenced by his friend's reply.
"Confused?" Mujtaba inquired. Umar nodded slightly.
"You know Facebook posted cartoons of our prophet Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم and then refused to take them away?”
Umar knew it well yet couldn't say a word.
"When I think of the innumerable favors of Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم on me, I feel ashamed to use any such product or service. Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم spent countless nights shedding tears for his ummah, for me. I don’t have the guts to create a Facebook account as they made fun of my beloved Prophet. When I think that he could've prayed for his dying son whom he loved very much but he didn't, rather he saved that special dua for us, For me." Mujtaba’s eyes were wet with unshed tears. "Everyone, Umar, everyone loves their sons more than their daughters. Just think, how much pain it must have been to see his beloved son dying in front of his very eyes. And Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم knew his du’a for his son’s life would've been instantly accepted, yet... yet... he did not pray for him. He DID NOT. Can you think of the love he had for us, his ummah? No, you can't." His tears made Umar cry as well.
"Umar! I can't. I just can't face him on Judgment Day. I… I … how can I face him when I will be counted as one who enjoyed and benefited from the services and products of his enemies? They, the French, the Danish, the despicable people mocked him, made cartoons. Ma'az Allah! I know I am a sinful person, yet my conscience is not that dead that I would use the products of these people who made fun of the person who loved me the most. I cannot befriend them, I will not create a Facebook account either, no! I'm not that shameless,” Mujtaba said furiously.
"Mujtaba!" Umar embraced him. "You are right! I was blind. I realize now how much I owe Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم. You have opened my eyes. I'm really embarrassed, my friend. But to tell you the truth, I was spreading His deen. I used to make non-Muslim friends and tell them about Islam. I posted religious material mostly on my page, nothing else."
"You were preaching Islam on Facebook?"
"Yes, I was trying to.”
"By status updates? Islam can never be spread like this. You cannot spread a good thing through wrong means. That is what Ulema-i-keram say too. We have actually forgotten the right method of preaching deen."
"And what is the right method?"
"Tell me, how would a non-Muslim accept our religion? What would appeal him most?" Umar shrugged.
"Our actions! If we mould ourselves according to our religion from head to toe only then will they know what real followers of Islam are like. Actions speak louder than words. They scrutinize our deeds, dealings and ikhlaq and if they are impressed, they think about reverting to Islam. Your Islamic updates and messages can never have the effect your actions can."
“Anyway I only used my account with good intentions."
"You’re right! Use your sense, brother. How can a site which made fun of Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم be helpful in preaching his word? And then on the Final Day will we tell Allah سبحانہ وتعالی that we used the site of the enemies of your beloved Prophet to spread your religion? Ridiculous!"
"You’re right, I suppose. Why didn’t I think about this before?"
"You were not meant to. The media does not let us find out for ourselves which sites or products belong to our real enemies. Like take your favorite search engine--- Google for example or your favorite mail service, Yahoo! or let's come to the best info site that you use for your assignments --- Wikipedia or what about your famous video sharing site - YouTube? How many Muslims know that they too are anti-Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم and anti-Islam? We don't know and even if we do we ignore it."

"I really sorry, Mujtaba. I didn't know," he said contritely.
"Even if you did what would you have done? Quit them at once? Definitely not! ‘Cause search engines and email service providers have become a necessity. So what should we do?”
"Create one ourselves."
"Good! But till then at least avoid those completely unnecessary, immoral and iman-damaging sites like YouTube and Facebook. At least you can do that. They are not that necessary that you can’t do without them.”
"But how can you say they are damaging our iman?” Umar protested.
"In useless YouTube, there are pictures and videos mostly. Totally haram in Islam. Case closed! About this faith-destroyer Facebook, first it's a platform where Non-Mehram girls and boys can communicate with each other freely. What evil could be more damaging than that?"
"But I used to add my friends only."
"That's good but you never know how silently the evil creeps into your heart and you becomea victim of Satan himself.
"From the evil of the whisperer (devil who whispers evil in the hearts of men) who withdraws (from his whispering in one's heart after one remembers Allah), Who whispers in the breasts of mankind," (Surah Naas, Ayah: 4-5)
"Someone 'likes' your post, you see, Oh! she's a female. Satan will urge you to send her an 'Add Request' and the evil begins. Same is the case for the opposite sex."
"Indeed!"
"Plus don't forget the pictures. Profile pics and those adds in there."
"Yeah, there are loads of them."
"Do you avoid them?"
"I try my best."
Mujtaba smiled again, "Why put yourself to the test needlessly?"
"Meaning?”
"What use is this site to you? I mean the real use--- in Aakhirah?"
"None."
"Then why use it and see the pics even inadvertently? When you know you can avoid it why not do so? Is Facebook that essential for you?"
"I… I… don’t think so. Anyway if you could find any Muslim social networking site then it would be fine to use it, no?"
"I found three such Muslim sites, but decided not to use them."
"Why? What's wrong with them?"
"What's good in them? I mean these sites have lots of evils in them. If they do 1% good then 99% damage to our generation."
"Like?"
"The same as Facebook." He stopped and stared at the clear blue sky.
Then said in a meditative manner, "The major problem with our younger generation today is that firstly there is a big gap between them and their parents and blood relations. They don't share their feelings and problems with their parents they do that with their friends on Facebook, Twitter or other online friends. Secondly and most important, in all this hustle and bustle of life they have forgotten their True Friend - Allah سبحانہ وتعالی. After His guidance and friendship we need no one else's love. If we fix just this one bond, make this one connection strong, love Him deeply only and have firm confidence in Him alone then we'll have no need to look longingly at fragile, worldly supports and relations." He took a deep breath.
"Umar, you know why are we here? Sent down on this earth?"
"To obey and worship Him."
“Exactly. Why do we need to do so?"
"His orders."
"Certainly! We worship Him in order to gain His pleasure."
"Absolutely."
"But we can't gain His pleasure by making His Prophet صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم unhappy."
"Say (O Muhammad   to mankind): "If you (really) love Allah then follow me (i.e. accept Islamic Monotheism, follow the Qur'an and the Sunnah), Allah will love you and forgive you of your sins. And Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful." (Surah Aal-e-Imran, Ayah: 31)
“You are right Mujtaba, you are certainly right!  From now on I will be a perfect Muhammadi. My love for Rasoolullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم demands it.”
A big smile lit up Mujtaba’s face. He held out his hand and Umar shook it vigorously.
“Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akber.” It was the Zuhr azan. Hand in hand both went towards the Masjid.