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					<description><![CDATA[Asalamu alaykum,

Suhaib! That was very inspiring and I hope to see more from you. I&#039;m in Alexandria and this was a much needed hit for faith.

Suhaib]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Asalamu alaykum,</p>
<p>Suhaib! That was very inspiring and I hope to see more from you. I&#8217;m in Alexandria and this was a much needed hit for faith.</p>
<p>Suhaib</p>
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		By: Faisal		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[on the death of my father-

Oceans of Regret-

I have this ocean of regret drowing my heart and I just wish I could go back and do everything different with my father. As the hour of God drew near- I felt a trembling of the universe in my soul and I knew he would be leaving soon- going away from my window his shadow and for him their useless voices dissapeared- nothing remained for him, not even a parking meter sawed off by the passerby named man. We think so big of ourselves- but when the hour of God drew near- he didnt want to stay here in a world of useless tears doing him no good except the whispers of Yaasin in his sweet senses... a powerful murmur of a prayer comforting a tired young man running from a million sad cities centuries behind and light years away... at the moment of submission ,blues reds and greys in his eyes telling a story of an unseen and unavoidable situation- death came to collect and when it was their turn, I never thought it would be mine- When the angels revealed themselves he knew it was time... wallking towards to the spirit of the sun, a glance back at his loved ones who wondered in dispair. It is then I felt close to death while looking  a thousand miles into the eyes of one submitting his fate to God&#039; masterpiece. I hope I see him under the tree of Ibrihim sitting there playing with the children along with the prophets of God. He was a real old school type of man and he worked knee deep in it and never complained once. and when the hour drew upon him , he never knocked at the knees but submitted like a man and accepted to Allah we belong and to Allah we return

But I know I cant go back and do everything different- only now is what matters I can still benefit his soul by trying to submit to the Will of Allah and do what He wants from me. Easier said than done- That creature named time will soon come to you and I, we are next in line, I only hope we submit to Allah and our hearts say the right words; InshAllah May Allah guide our tongues.  See you on the other side Pap and may Allah make us all from the people of the sirat, crossing over with lightning speed... see you on the other side Pap, I hope...

&quot;Death is the ultimate alarm clock... it wakes you up&quot;... see you on the other side

Faisal Ansari]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>on the death of my father-</p>
<p>Oceans of Regret-</p>
<p>I have this ocean of regret drowing my heart and I just wish I could go back and do everything different with my father. As the hour of God drew near- I felt a trembling of the universe in my soul and I knew he would be leaving soon- going away from my window his shadow and for him their useless voices dissapeared- nothing remained for him, not even a parking meter sawed off by the passerby named man. We think so big of ourselves- but when the hour of God drew near- he didnt want to stay here in a world of useless tears doing him no good except the whispers of Yaasin in his sweet senses&#8230; a powerful murmur of a prayer comforting a tired young man running from a million sad cities centuries behind and light years away&#8230; at the moment of submission ,blues reds and greys in his eyes telling a story of an unseen and unavoidable situation- death came to collect and when it was their turn, I never thought it would be mine- When the angels revealed themselves he knew it was time&#8230; wallking towards to the spirit of the sun, a glance back at his loved ones who wondered in dispair. It is then I felt close to death while looking  a thousand miles into the eyes of one submitting his fate to God&#8217; masterpiece. I hope I see him under the tree of Ibrihim sitting there playing with the children along with the prophets of God. He was a real old school type of man and he worked knee deep in it and never complained once. and when the hour drew upon him , he never knocked at the knees but submitted like a man and accepted to Allah we belong and to Allah we return</p>
<p>But I know I cant go back and do everything different- only now is what matters I can still benefit his soul by trying to submit to the Will of Allah and do what He wants from me. Easier said than done- That creature named time will soon come to you and I, we are next in line, I only hope we submit to Allah and our hearts say the right words; InshAllah May Allah guide our tongues.  See you on the other side Pap and may Allah make us all from the people of the sirat, crossing over with lightning speed&#8230; see you on the other side Pap, I hope&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8220;Death is the ultimate alarm clock&#8230; it wakes you up&#8221;&#8230; see you on the other side</p>
<p>Faisal Ansari</p>
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