Hanzalah waited for abdullah in the parking lot after the esha salaah. It had been a hot summers day but there was a pleasant breeze in the air tonight. He leaned against the car and studied the clear skies in awe. Allah was magnificent. So great to be able to create such perfection… subhanallah…
He recited the dua his mother had taught him when he was little. It was a dua she said to recite everytime he marvelled over the creation of Allah..infact it was a verse of the noble quraan…
رَبَّنَا مَا خَلَقْتَ هَذا بَاطِلاً سُبْحَانَكَ فَقِنَا عَذَابَ النَّارِ
Our Lord! Not for naught Hast Thou created (all) this! Glory to Thee! Give us salvation from the penalty of the Fire
Rabbana ma khalaqta hadha batila Subhanaka faqina ‘adhaban-Naar
Truly Allah has created everything with a purpose…
Hanzalah snapped out of his daze when he heard his fathers voice approaching. He turned in the direction of the voice and seen that his father was in deep conversation with his old friend aqeel.
“Assalamu alaykum uncle aqeel…” hanzalah greeted warmly with a smile.
“Wa alaykum salaam son” he greeted and gave him a side hug. “Hows your hifz going?”
Aqeel was different from the other locals. He didnt walk with his nose in the air. He was funny, genuine and sincere.
“Alhamdulillah…well with your duas”
“How far now?”
“Almost done with 26 alhamdulillah”
“Already?? Wow mashallah…that was quick.”
“Alhamdulillah…moulana does a good job at teaching us.” Hanzalah was always humble. He didnt want to attribute it to himself even though he had an excellent memory.
“Soon im goinh to be sending my kids to you for hifz inshallah”
Hanzalah laughed. “It will be a pleasure. How are they? I havent seen them in a while.”
“Shukr to Allah they are well. Just driving their mummy up the wall. And theres another one on the way inshallah. Make dua.”
“Thats good news mashallah. Number 5 that would be?”
Aqeel nodded with a chuckle. “So your daddys telling me that you want to study medicine?”
Hanzalah looked down nervously. They hadnt spoken about this since last week when he and abdullah had the chat. He looked up at his father and then at aqeel. “Inshallah…if Allah wills it”
“And he says youre looking for a job to pay for your own studies aswel?”
“Mashallah…” aqeel pat him on the shoulder… “we need more youth like you in this world.”
“Look i have an offering for you… think about it. And when you are ready, you tell me.”
Hanzalah nodded and listened attentively. The masjid parking lot was relatively empty by now so they could talk privately without anyone listening in on their conversation.
“I am offering to pay for your studies. You are a good boy and i dont doubt that you will excell in whatever you do… you do your best in achieving your goal and whenever and however you wish to pay me back, you may do so. No pressure. I have a few business preposotions, if you have the time, maybe during the holidays, and weekends you can work for me and pay slowly towards it. Im not giving you a time limit..”
Hanzalah was shocked. He never expected such generosity. This was like a dream… how would he ever thanks Allah for this.
“Uncle aqeel… this is… Allahu akbar.. i dont know what to say!”
“Dont say anything yet son… just think about it…you and your dad discuss it and we take it from there inshallah…”
Hanzalah already got acceptance from a few universities to study. So that wasnt a problem at all. He couldnt believe this. Is was a dream come true. He was elated. But he controlled himself. He couldnt wait to get home and roll out his prayer mat. He ought to thank Allah for yet another great favour upon them. Wa lillaahil hamd…. all praise to Allah.. he was going to study… he was going to be a doctor if Allah wills and he would give it his all inshallah. With the help of Allah he will help as many people as possible.