A dream that could not become reality
Mufti Muhammad Tasleemuddin Al-Mahmoodi
I really wished that I could bring her as a bride, the way she was the mistress of my heart, she would be the mistress of this house too.
I would start my morning by seeing her moon-like face, and at night, with her innocent face absorbed in my eyes, and her fragrance absorbed in my breath, I would go into the valley of sleep.
I had a very strong desire to listen to her recitation, to see her praying, and to offer Tahajjud. I really wished she would walk with me step by step, to do her work with my own hands, to eat food made by her hands, to drink a cup of tea with her every evening, to get wet together in the rain, she would wait for me, and when I was a little late, her getting upset about it, and then lovingly consoling her.
To share in her every sorrow and pain, to assert my right on her………
I said, didn't I, that I had a strong desire, and where are the desires of people like us fulfilled……