Every soul will taste death
She was sitting in the back seat of the car in the dark night. A speeding car and horn sounds coming from far away, but she is lost in thought as she talks to her Lord. I was thinking on my death that these people love me so much today. Tomorrow they will press me underground one by one. My father, brother, husband and son will take me to the cemetery.
They will throw dust on me with their hands. I must go to my grave alone. A mother who takes her life will not ask me to be buried with her.
"The funeral goes ahead and says, O people!
Come follow me, I'm your guide
Then she addressed herself and said: Aisha! Return to your Lord, who loves you so much. It is the "lute".
These increased funerals are just a reminder from your Lord that today they are going, someday, you will come too.
It is better to gather something for yourself before you meet your Lord.
Who is saved from death?
Today is our turn, tomorrow.
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