Spring brought the sounds of cooing pigeons as Sadeeq sat in the garden behind his house. Listening to the beautiful Qur’an recitation of Sheikh Shuraim, he was so slim wearing black jeans and a Dolce and Gabbana t-shirt with a Saudi copy of the Qur’an on a table.
His two neighbors Mubarak and Khalid were sitting on a long wooden bench listening to the song Thriller by Michael Jackson. The volume of the music was high and started to disturb Sadeeq, even though he put on his headphones.
Mubarak, Sadeeq’s neighbour said to his partner Khalid, “Please skip this old song, let’s listen to the new one.”
But Khalid enjoyed Thriller and he ignored him like he didn’t hear what his brother suggested.
Mubarak stood up and lowered the volume and repeated what he said earlier.
Khalid got upset and said, “I won’t! I like Michael’s songs! You have no right to force me to change this song.”
Mubarak got angry and pulled out the memory from their MP3 player and hurled it away, and they went deep into the world of argument.
Sadeeq noticed that something bad was going on between the two brothers and thought, “Let me try to make them calm.”
He gently placed the Qur’an, his phone and headphone on a table in front of him. He approached the two brothers.
“Assalamu alaykum.” Sadeeq sent his salam to them. They both stared at him, and the fat Khalid with long brown hair answered, “Wa alaykum salam” with a dead voice.
“Are you people fasting?” Sadeeq asked calmly.
“Yeah, we are both Muslims, we are fasting,” said Khalid.
“What do you take us for? We are Muslims, we are suppose to,” the tall Mubarak interrupted.
Sadeeq calmly said,”I saw no sign of fasting in you.”
He added, “You are only fasting by not eating but you didn’t avoid all the other bad acts.”
“Have you read the holy Qur’an today?” Sadeeq asked.
“Are you fasting with your eyes and body?” he added.
“Did you lower your gaze? Are you still listening to filthy music?”
“…In this month, the month that the Qur’an was sent down to our beloved prophet Muhammad SAW?! Are you not ashamed of arguing in the street?”
They both nodded their heads showing that they were still addicted to these wrong acts.
The questions melted their hearts. Mubarak said with his nasal voice, “Since from the beginning of Ramadan I didn’t read the holy Qur’an nor listen to it.”
“I didn’t read but I listened twice,” Khalid interrupted.
“My dear brothers, fasting doesn’t mean you just abstain from eating from dawn to dusk,” Sadeeq said in a caring way. He coughed trying explain everything to them.
“Fasting means you have to control yourself by abstaining from everything that is not allowed in Islam. Fast with all your body parts.
Turn your TV off.
Read Qur’an daily.
Lower your gaze.
And avoid fornication.
Use social media wisely by visiting Islamic websites and posting Islamic reminders.
Stop listening to music and start listening to the holy Qur’an’s recitation.”
Sadeeq began to shed tears due to the emotion he was feeling.
Khalid brought out his handkerchief and handed it to Sadeeq. “My brother don’t cry. I really realized I’m cheating myself by not abiding by Islamic rules.”
“Astagfirullah! Astagfirullah,” Khalid said.
Khalid turned to Mubarak and said, “We always wasted our time on useless activities. Instead of learning more about Islam we are learning about musicians and music.”
Mubarak was at a loss for words but his reaction showed that he regretted all his time that he had wasted.
He could only say “astaghfirullah.”
Sadeeq was extremely happy. He walked to his family garden. He brought his copy of the Qur’an and handed it to them as a gift. They hugged each other.
“We are now brothers,” Mubarak said.
Alhamdulillah I’m glad to know you,” Khalid expressed his feeling.
“Alhamdulillah I’m happy too, and I’m inviting you to our home for iftar. Don’t forget to come,” Sadeeq invited.
He added, “Assalamu alaykum, I’ll go and continue my recitation.”
“Wa alaykum salam!” the brothers replied at the same time.