Tears of Devotion: A Tearful Tribute to Arif-billah
Hazrat Maulana Shah Hakeem
Muhammad Akhtarرحمہ اللہ
Written by: Emaan
Aaah! Such a big blow to the heart. I'm unable to put the tragedy into words. Another buzurg gone. Tears ... tears ... tears...! We can do no more except esal-e-thawab through masnoon methods; pray for his maghfirah and elevation of his ranks of Aakhirah.
Looks like I'm stranded in the middle of a vast desert with not a soul near. Completely desolate!
The world, our country is being becoming empty of the truly pious people, the waliullah and we? We have no idea of our grave loss, of the seriousness of the matter. Fellows! Please wake up. Busy in our routine work we pay not a second thought about what we will do without them. They are our spiritual guides, the ones who teach us the way to Allah سبحانہ وتعالیٰ. How can we afford to lose such precious people? O Allah! Please don't take away these blessed people or only the sinful will fill your earth and the seekers of truth will find no real slave of yours to quench their thirst for understanding your chosen Deen.
'The news can't be true. Surely I have been mistaken. I wish ... please Allah, don't make it true; let it be false.' The moment my eye caught the glimpse of the news strip announcing his death, I became extremely uneasy. I was having dinner. I couldn't continue.
'It's just a year when we had the big blow of Maulana Aslam Sheikhupuri's shahadah.' (I deeply respect all the other martyrs and buzurgs. I am just talking about those whom I know to some extent.)
'Not another one. Please, Allah, please.'
With difficultly I finished my supper. Madly, I grabbed my cell phone and typed his name in the Search Bar.
'Yes! Hope I get some real news, good news. Please let it be good, my Great Allah.'
The first result was of the Khanqah Imdadia Ashrafia website(www.khanqah.org). I opened it. A pop-up window opened which read about the ill health of Arif-billah Hazrat Maulana Hakeem Muhammad Akhtar sahib and all the devotees and admirers were requested to pray two rakah salat-ul-hajat for his health.
I was petrified.
'Does that mean he was ill? And I didn't know. So the news I just read could be of... No!'
I typed again, 'Latest news about Hazratwala Maulana Shah Hakeem Muhammad Akhtar sahib'. Here it was ... on a forum ... the thing I had been avoiding, the unbelievable and unbearably miserable news of his demise.
My eyes stung with tears. I hated myself for being ignorant of such an unfortunate mishap.
Were my worldly activities so very important that I was oblivious of the life and health of those who have a deep love for Allah and concern for us in their hearts? Who have spent their lives trying to make us tread on the right path and be saved from the eternal torment?
It was really hard to stop my overflowing tears. I wished I could exchange my life for his as his was so precious. Mankind was benefitting from his sincere personality. How can I digest the grievous news that 'Arif Billah Maulana Shah Hakeem Muhammad Akhtar sahib' has passed away?
My hands quiver while adding the word 'rehmatullah' to his name. The hands which have been used to writing 'damat barakatuhum' with his name while copying extracts from his golden speeches to the diary, how can they write 'rehmatullah' now?
I feel broken to innumerable pieces from within today. My heart used to brim with unintelligible ecstasy at seeing his name on an article or elsewhere. We've still got such pious souls among us during our lives. This thought was a pure joy for me. And now he is gone!
I intended to ask him for 'bayt'. Why him? I don't know. I don't know many buzurgs but my heart always yearned to be his mureed. I kept wishing but somewhere high above, His decree came to action. Alas! Too late. He's left us … forever!
I got the news between eleven thirty and twelve on Sunday night. It reminded me strongly of the shahadah of Maulana Aslam Sheikupuri. It was Sunday too. The thirteenth of May of last year. I was having lunch when my father broke the sad news.
I am thinking of Hakeem sahib rehmatullah's love for Allah سبحانہ وتعالیٰ and his devotion to religion that was remarkable in this era. Tears are falling from my eyes and the clouds outside are crying too. There is thunder and lightning sharing my sorrow at the loss of such an admirable person. His death has had a deep effect on me. I'm thinking that he must surely be enjoying the fruit of his hard work of 90 years and yet what do I have in my account? Empty!
Everyone has to die. If I want to be happy in the Hereafter, I've got to strive here and I will, Insha'Allah try my level best to gain His pleasure. Though I wasn't bayt with him but I thought of him as my Shaykh. He was the only one who reminded me of the buzurgs of the past. If I indeed was devoted to him then I must do as he said, I tell myself. Dear readers, please pray that I may become as he wished us to become --- true slaves of Allah سبحانہ وتعالیٰ and true followers of Rasulullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم , Aameen!
Who has gone from this world, has gone forever. But some souls are unforgettable owing to their great works. Our duty to our religion and Muslim fellows is redoubled by his sad demise. To be more loyal and dutiful to our religion, to spread the message of deen throughout the whole world and to stick to our religion more firmly, this is what we have to do now. We need Muslim doctors, engineers, lawyers, business men, programmers, etc., but we most certainly need Ulema, Muftis and practicing scholars of Islam too. May Allah make the way easy for us and give us the taufeeq to serve Islam in this way. Aameen!
In the end, I pray that may Allah سبحانہ وتعالیٰ pardon him and bless him with high ranks in Jannat-ul-Firdous, Aameen!
(Readers are humbly requested to pray sincerely for Hazratwala رحمہ اللہ.)