31/03/2023
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My wife called me scared...
sure, speak! I said holding back my tears and controlling my helplessness.
There is nothing in the house for two days, even if there is nothing in Suhoor, but at least there should be enough food in Iftar that if not ours, at least the children's stomachs will be full.
Hearing this, I leaned on the chair and started thinking about the rotating fan on the ceiling, where did the rotation of time come from? Seeing the sleeping children who were sleeping because of hunger, tears started coming out of my eyes because of my helplessness. I didn't want my wife to see my tears. I was just thinking that someone knocked on the door.
He quickly wiped his tears and reached the door. Peace be upon you, brother Abdullah
Peace be upon you, may God's mercy and blessings be upon you, brother Shariq! I said cheerfully shaking hands.
Brother Abdullah! Today we have to distribute ration bags. You are also the former moderator of the association. We want these bags to be distributed by your hands.
When and where is the program? I asked.
Shariq Bhai explained the details of the program to me.
Yeah yeah ! Of course! I will be present, God willing.
When he entered the house again, his wife asked: Who was it?
Shariq Bhai was a friend of the association!
Is it good? Ahliya asked.
Yes, it is good to distribute ration in the neighborhood. I said in suppressed words.
See how Allah has helped us, just bring a bag of ration to my wife's face Look! How Allah has helped us, just a ration bag, you will also bring it. My wife's face flashed with hope.
How will we get it? I am going to distribute ration there as a guest. The anger was noticeable.
My wife was well aware of the nature of my whiteness and said, well, you will say like this, don't you give us a bag too, we have to give it to someone.
That is, I should lie, take it in someone's name and eat it myself. I said something in a harsh tone.
In the evening, he took out his best suit, put on a waistcoat and started leaving the house to go to the program.
In the evening, I took out my best suit, put on a waistcoat and started leaving the house to go to the program. Tears in my wife's eyes were pleading with me. That was it.
When I reached the program, I was presented with the chairman's chair and I was also asked to address.
I made my speech and recited this verse
And he would not be tempted to give food to the poor
The Prophet of Allah ﷺ said
Feed and greet and bond with your relatives
I congratulate the colleagues of the association that they have done such a great job. I don't know how many unemployed, destitute and poverty-stricken people who have no ration at home will surely be blessed with comfort for a few days.
After that Shariq Bhai said to me