He was perspiring very had due to excitement as he rushed through a crowd of people in the hope of meeting “that person”. That person who always lived in his heart, but now that the time of meeting was very close, he felt as if his heart and mind would explode due to joy…
But suddenly a thought struck his soul like a thunder bolt, causing his feet to come to a stand still. His fearful eyes quickly went through the book he was holding in his hand, as if he was hopeful of finding something valuable from it. He was so lost in reading the book that he didn’t even realize in which hand he was holding it…As he continued to read, all his passion was extracted from his body in the form of tears of blood dripping on the pages of the book.
There he was, just few moments away from the greatest of the meetings, but standing in the form of a dead body just very small distance away from the meeting place.
His mind was echoing with random words “What if, I wish, just another chance…”
BUT he knew now nothing could be done. The greatest of the moments had finally arrived, but he is not ready to face it. WHY ??!
The question that extracted all energy from his body was:
“What if the Prophet (saw) wants to have a look at your book of deeds during the meeting ???”