Aisha from Mrinmayi by Sajia Sultana Shabnaz. A Story

Mrinmayi is the daughter of an aristocratic Hindu family.  The parents are very pious.  Hinduism adheres to the most subtle matter.  The rising age is Mrinmayi.  Went to college this year.  Heavy beautiful to look at.  Just as milk is the color of the skin, so is the attractive body structure.

 After the ninth grade, when the boys offered love, Mrinmayee had a lot of fun at first.  But now I know why he is very uncomfortable even if someone hints at something like this.  Looks like some eyes are all around him all the time.  Everyone's greedy eyes on this body.  He doesn't like all this.

 On that day Mrinmayee's big mess came to their house.  He is also talking to her in a normal way.  Suddenly I know why Mesho's look looks different to him.  He thought he felt wrong.  But no!  His mesh is doing the job over and over again.  It seems that he is trying to give a bad hint to Mrinmayee.  "Mesho, how can he do that to me? I respect him like my father. Shh! I hate to think so. Why does everyone treat me like that? If I could cover myself with a sheet! Then maybe these people are so sick of me  Couldn't think. "  Mrinmayee thinks.

 Mrinmayee likes 'Saudake', which covers the head of the college, very much lately.  Never looked up to the girl's face.  Suddenly he became friends with her.

 The two of them are returning home at the end of private together.  As soon as he came near Saudar's house, it started to rain.  Sauda forcibly took Mrinmayee home.  Sauda put Mrinmayee in her room, took off her burqa and niqab from the next room and brought tea.  Mrinmayee was amazed to see Sauda.  "This girl has been in this black dress for so long? She is a nymph! Her form will also defeat the form of Durga Thakur. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my eyes.", Mrinmayee is looking at Saudar deeply and thinking.  Sauda's question while giving tea,

 - Mrinmayee, what happened to you?  Why are you looking so deep?

 - Thoughts broke, "Where? No, I mean."

 - Tell me what happened.  Why did you suddenly get lost in such deep thoughts?

 - Nothing happened.  You make great tea!  Teach me.

 - Ha ha ha ... I didn't make it.  Mommy left the tea in the flask.  Maybe he went to his younger uncle with his brother.

 - Oops ... Well, have you been wearing such a burqa since you were little?

 - No.  Ever since I was 12 years old.  Why this sudden question?

 - So, I wanted to know.  Well, has any boy ever offered you love?

 - Ha ha ha ... What is the reason for such a bizarre question?

 - In fact, you are very beautiful.  So I asked.

 - Oh ... well.  This?  No boy has ever offered me prom.  The fact is that no boy outside has ever seen me since I was growing up.  So even in these uncomfortable situations I did not have to read Alhamdulillah.

 - What do you say!  Well, have you ever felt that any of you, Mesho or Pishe Mishai, looked at you a little differently?  Trying to hint at something bad?

- Nah .... Are you asking these weird questions?  Alhamdulillah, no one has ever seen me except my father, my brother, my uncle, my uncle.  And even if I go in front of Khalu or Fufar, I make a full screen, Alhamdulillah.  Because, even in front of them, the rules of our screen.  Since they haven't seen me, where's the chance to look bad?  And if you don't look in a bad way, you don't get a chance to give a bad hint.

 - Really!  If you do not see how to look bad?  Well, did God make the veil obligatory on you?  Does this mean that it is an essential act of worship in your religion?

 - Hmm.  It is the obligatory worship of Muslims.

 - Your religion is very beautiful!

 - Hmm.  Truly our religion is very beautiful.  My Rabb is very conscious about the safety of girls in particular.

 - The rain has stopped.  Now I go Ray.  It's getting late.  And today there is a small puja at home.

 - Oh, well.  Then you have to go now.  But another day, there will be a chat in sha Allah.

 - All right.  Let's go today then.

 Mrinmayee is helping to get puja with his mother with a little rest after reaching home.  In the meantime, Mr. Tagore has come to worship.  But today Mrinmayi does not pay any attention to worship.  I remember the words of Sauda again and again.  "In fact, if no one sees, then there is no need to face such an uncomfortable situation. How beautiful is the religion of Saudar! What an intelligence of their God! What a strangely beautiful system they have already made. So that no one has to fall into such an unpleasant situation. What about our gods?"  Don't you have such an intellect? Shh, shh! Am I thinking all this nonsense? My mother will sin against me! "  Mrinmayee is sitting in front of the Durga idol thinking.

 A few days after going to college, Mrinmayee noticed how the boy named Raju in their class was looking at her.  Mrinmayee pretended not to see.  Suddenly he began to think, "Sauda is a hundred times more beautiful than me! Where, Raju does not look at Sauda like this! How wise Saudar Allah is!  Why don't you do it? I don't like it anymore. I'm very uncomfortable! I always feel like some eyes are trying to swallow me! "

 Mrinmayee and Sauda are sitting for Chemistry Private after college holidays.  After a while, sir is not coming.  After a while someone said that sir will not teach today.  Sauda noticed that Mrinmayee was a little distracted today.  I thought Mrinmayee might be upset.  Thinking, he asked Mrinmayee,

 - Kiri Mrinmayee, has something happened to you?  Are you upset for any reason?  Ever since I came to college, I have seen how distracted you have become.

 - No.  Not so much.  In fact, I can no longer take the behavior of everyone around me!  Why does everyone treat me like that?

 - What happened?  Who treated you?  Tell me what happened.

 - Stay away.  I missed the private lessons that day.  Sir, since you will not teach today, I will pick them up.  If you don't understand, explain it again.

 - I didn't bring that book.  That book is over.  You go home with me.  Sit in my house and pick it up.  And now you have no other work.

 - Going home?  Stay, you bring another day.

 - Come on.  Today my mother is at home.  Mommy will be very happy to see you.  Let's not go.  Don't pretend so much.

 - All right.

 Tuntang .... Sawadar's younger brother opened the door and greeted him as soon as the bell rang.  Sauda replied and started calling her mother as she entered the house.

 - Mommy, Mommy, look who's here.  I've been bringing you who you want to see for so long.

 - Who did you bring, Ray?  As soon as he came out, he realized that it was Mrinmayi.

 Aren't you earthy?

 - Yes, Auntie.  Aunty, how are you?  How did you know me aunty

 - Alhamdulillah, I'm fine.  I have heard a lot about you from Saudar.  And I told you to bring it.  So I understood that you are Mrinmayi.  You wash your hands and face.  I'm giving you food.  Surely got very hungry.

 Saudar's mother's friendly demeanor seemed to make Mrinmayi her own.  Mrinmayee seems to have known her mother for a long time better than Sauda.  In the meanwhile, Mrinmayee Saudar became completely unmoved with her mother.

 After eating, Mrinmayee started writing with the note from Saudar.  Meanwhile, Saudar's mother has brought tea for them.  While giving tea, Saudar's mother asked Mrinmayee,

 - I heard.  Do you like our religion very much?

 - Yes, Auntie.  One thing about your religion attracts me.

 - Pull?  Anything to hear?  What is driving my mother to the truth?

 - What do you mean by truth?

 - No, nothing.  Mom, tell me first what pulls you?  Sauda, ​​you put the note in his notebook.  I talk to him a little.  You say mother pulls you?

 - Aunty, I really like the screen you make.  Ever since I was in the ninth grade, I have had to deal with all sorts of embarrassments.  If I had screened like Sauda, ​​I might not have had to face these uncomfortable situations.  Auntie knows, when I feel like my mesho looks at me with disgust, I hate my body.  I just think, if I could cover my body with a sheet, maybe I could save my body from being torn apart by the eyes of so many people.  Mrinmayee cried loudly as he spoke.

 - Shake your head, that's why you like our religion, mother?

 - Yes, Auntie.

 - Well, if I ask you, who knows best about any of you?  What should you do when?  When should you change yourself in any way?  You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?  Whose decision do you rely on the most?

 - Parents.

 - Well, who do your parents rely on all the time?

 - On Durga Thakur.

 - Well, you must also have faith in your Durga Thakur that he has always had a good plan for you.  When can you have a problem?  At what age can you face problems?  Surely Durga Thakur has given the solution in your book.

 - There is hope.  But the solution to my big problem is not to say anything in our religion.  Saudar Allah has already made arrangements so that people can never look down on him, our gods have not made any such thought in our religion.  I just think that since they are my gods, they knew I would read this problem before I was sent into the world.  And since they want the best for me.  Then why didn't you give us the solution to this problem in advance.  As God has given you.

 - You're right.  If they are your creators, why not?  Well, if I build a car, what could be the problem?  What management do I need to take in advance for any problems?  What to do if there is a problem?  How long after the car to take care of?  Only after knowing about all these things in advance will I be able to get the car out of the market.  Since I am the creator of this car, I have to think in advance about the solution to all the problems.  Is that so?

 - Hmm ... of course.

 - Now if I am not its creator.  I don't know by what mechanism the car was made.  When will it be a problem?  I can't even keep his idea  And although I keep it, I can only guess at 2-1.  It is never possible to keep it thorough.  Where I can't keep my ideas, how can I solve it in advance?

 - Hmmm ...

 - Our Islam is a complete system of life.  My Allah has already given us the solution to all the problems from the most subtle to the greatest in human life in our Qur'an.  Because God is the only creator of human beings.  When will there be any confusion in human life?  His idea can only be kept for Allah.  That is why Allah has already given us such a beautiful screen for the fear that it may cause problems.  My God is the only good planner for all creation!  The ability to think in such a wise way that only the Creator can exist.

 - Really.  I have to know beforehand what will be the problem of my creation.  Then why don't our gods know all this?

 - Because no religion is true except Islam.  The rest of the religions are the rice of Iblis.  These are misguided man-made religions.  If these religions were true then you would not have to suffer so much today.  Do you understand, mother?  And why isn't such a provision for you that you are saying?  That's wrong.  In fact, all the provisions given by Allah are for the entire human race.  As the veil has been imposed on Saudar, so has it been imposed on you.  If you don't agree, you must answer for it.  Because, Islam is the only religion given by Allah.  And Allah is the only Creator.  Mom, do you understand?  God is your Creator.  No one else.  Another thing to think about is, how can a doll made by your hand be your creator?  Where are you sitting as the creator of this doll?  You worship every day.  Ever wondered?  How can this clay doll make a man made of flesh and blood like you?  Think about it, mother.  Since so many questions have arisen in your mind, Allah surely wants you to come out of this false religion and adopt the truth.  You think about these things for a while.  And I'm giving you a book.  This is the biography of our Prophet.  You will hide it.  Never let anyone in your house read it.  Because, the truth is very difficult, and if you follow the path of truth, you will face many obstacles.  I can give you the book if you are willing.

 - Mrinmayee did not understand.  He is going to find the ultimate truth.  Her eyes are twinkling.  But many more questions need to be answered in order to accept the religion that has been accepted so far as a lie.  So he didn't say a word, he just said seriously, "Auntie, give me the book. I'll read it secretly."  Mrinmayee left without talking to anyone about the book.

 - Mommy, if you give the book to Mrinmayee, if anyone sees her reading it, it will be a lot of trouble.

 - I don't know if there will be trouble.  But it may be God's will that the earthly truth be found.  We do not know what God knows.  As soon as he spoke, the call of Maghrib came.

 Sawda and her mother stood for ablution.  At the end of the prayer, both of them prayed to reveal the truth in front of Mrinmayee's eyes.  If Allah guides him, then let Allah make his path easy, he complained to Rabbi Karim.

 Mrinmayi sits at the door every day to read.  Today, at that time, Mrinmayee started reading Saudar Mamani's book.  He is doing this every evening.  He reads and thinks, "What kind of man is this? Is it possible to be such a man? Where our gods have committed mischief with so many people, this man has never lost his sight? He had such an attractive appearance that thousands of women would go mad for him if they wanted to  Even though he was such a young man, he spent his entire youth with a woman almost twice his age. How restrained was he? How could a man love to be like that? How could a man love his wives so much? What kind of man, in whose love the Companions are all wealth-  What kind of a person is he who does not hesitate to give away his wealth, even though he has been offered so much wealth for the sake of Allah alone, he could have accepted the offer of the disbelievers without having to suffer so much if he wanted to.  I mean, this is an entity for which everything can be given up. And it is not possible for a shepherd boy in the desert to make these things on his own. It takes a lot of knowledge to make these things, which no shepherd boy can have. Surely everything he said was divine.  Bani. "  After 1 week I finished reading the book.

 Now he started listening to the translation, commentary and lectures on the Qur'an.  The more he reads this Qur'an, the more he is overwhelmed.  "It is not possible for any human being to say that. There is nothing in life that is not in this Qur'an."  The more he reads, the more he is fascinated by the love of the Qur'an.  After 15 days in a row, in one deep night, water is constantly falling on his eyes.  His heart was filled with gratitude that Allah had given him the opportunity to read this Qur'an.

 He befriended a Muslim girl on his Facebook friends list.  At one point he told her he wanted to be a Muslim.  He did not understand that it was not possible for him to follow Islam from this house.  Talking to the girl, a woman in his district arranged to stay at the madrasa.  Then came that Mahendrakshan!  One night he decided, "It's not too late. I'll read Shahda tomorrow."  After talking to his mother through Saudar, he decided to read Shahada to the imam of their mosque tomorrow.  The rest of the night was like a bird of prey.  When will the night end?  When will he recite the Shahada sentence?

 He left a note on the table at dawn and went to Saudar's mother.  Saudar's mother took him to their Imam.  Imam Sahib was also waiting for them.  Imam Sahib is reading,

 "La ilaha illallah .................."

 Tears of absolute peace are flowing through Mrinmayee's eyes.  And that eternal truth is being uttered in the mouth! "

 There are tears of joy in the corners of Sauda and her mother's eyes today.  At the end of the Shahada sentence, when Imam Sahib asked,

 - Mom, do you have a favorite name?  Tell me if you have.

 - Mrinmayee said in a tearful voice, "Aisha."

 - Mother God.  Then from today your name is Aisha.  Mother Aisha, from today you are a Muslim.

 - It is as if Mrinmayee has been waiting for many years to hear this.  "Really? Are you telling the truth, sir? Can I prostrate before my Rabb from today? Will my Rabb love me like you? Am I also the Ummah of the Prophet (saw) from today? Can I also say 'my Rasul' as you say?"

 - Tears in the corner of Imam Sahib's eyes.  Yes, mother.  I'm telling the truth.

 - Saudar's mother hugged Aisha and kissed her with both hands and said, "Yes, mother. You too will say 'my messenger' from today."

 Mrinmayee reached that madrasa as Aisha.  Ayesha stays soaked in the love of her religious sisters all day long.  This love is like a long time.  In the middle of the night, whenever I remember my mother's face, Aisha woke up with a twist in her chest.  Monmayi's mother is not willing to talk on the phone with Ayesha today.  Mrinmayee wiped away the water splashing in the corner of her eye and fell down in prostration.  The love of his Rabb makes him forget this fragile trouble of his world.  He immersed himself in the love of his Rabbi.

 'Aisha from Mrinmayi'

 ~ Sajia Sultana Shabnaz