(Dear Readrs, listening the sermons of Hazrat Hakeem Sahib is changing lives of millions. Interesting fact is that the Great Name of Allah is also recited during the sermon therefore domestic problems and complications are solved amazingly, wherever the sermons are played. You are therefore recommended to listen to the sermons regardless of either duration for a few minutes or the whole but listen it on daily basis, whether you are at home or driving.)
Note: This is true story. Names of all characters have been changed; resemblance of any kind would be purely coincidence.
Honorable Shaikh ul Wazaif, Assalam Alaikum! I am 19. Ubqari magazine has given me a new life and your sermons have taught me how to live a life. Here I would like to share experience of my life. I grew up in a rich family. I was admitted in a modern coeducation school after passing grade eighth. It was a surprising for me to see how boys and girls interact with each other during the class, at canteen, chatting, and having fun. I was wondered how their parents could ignore all such things.
I had money, beauty and arrogance, which kept me prominent!
Gradually I started mixing up with that environment and so ruined myself. I would enjoy having fun with girls and boys and developed friendship with a boy who belonged to a poor family. We had wider difference between our life styles but we maintained our friendship.
I was very much pretty, intelligent and rich therefore I was being talked about more in the school. Every student either girl or boy wanted to be my friend. I would pay the canteen bills for my group members. I could mock anybody. I was really enjoying those days. Then I passed my matriculation exams with distinguished marks.
A Fashionable College
I got admission in a modern college having a fashionable environment. I wondered to see the strange fashions being adopted by the girls over there. I found girls talking about their boyfriends. Then I mixed up in that colorful environment. I resumed meeting with that poor person while coming back from college. We would talk to each other throughout the day as I had gifted him a cellphone. Then we had breakup as I developed friendship with few more boys. Now I had very rich people in my friends list.
I would kick-out whomever I do not like!
As days were passing, I was drowning myself very fast. I feel so ashamed of myself that how did I spend my days and the nights. I used to play with boys. People from richer families played on my tune. I spend two years like this and passed intermediate with exceptional marks.
Those days, I spent time at home using cellphone and clashing with my mother. My elder sister knew about my routine of life very well. One day, when we had fought with each other she revealed my secrets to our brother. The brother became angry broke the cellphone and wasted the sim card. He also prevented me to continue my studies. I cried and bought another cellphone but could not avoid my boring life as I had lost all contact numbers with my previous cellphone.
Then I changed in just two months!
One day, I found Ubqari magazine on dining table. I picked it up and started going through it. It is worth mentioning here that my mother is an old reader of Ubqari magazine and Hakeem Sb’s sermon is listened at our home. But I had neither read that magazine nor listened those sermons.
I read some pages and then turned on the television. I felt boring in the evening therefore, I snatched towards that magazine. I could not realize that I had spent three hours and had finished the whole magazine. When I finished, I found it was night and lights were on. I turned to mother’s room and found several Ubqari magazines kept in her shelf in order. I picked up all those magazines and fetched to my room. My mother wondered at me. Then I read all Ubqari magazine one after one. I found change in my life in the span of two months. My mother used to play Hakeem Sb’s sermon after Salat Fajr and Quranic recitation.
I heard Sermon and Cried!
One day, I woke up early in the morning, offered Salat Fajr, turned to mother and listened the sermon with her. Mother held my shoulder and grabbed me to herself; put my head in her slap. I felt great peace. I do not know when I started crying as mother was moving her fingers through my hairs. When I felt lighter after crying very much, I picked up my head and found mother was crying. She groped me and just asked me to seek repentance from Allah for my past and mend my ways to bring real pleasure in my life.
How powerful were those words as I started offering Salat regularly. I had never taken scarf in the home, but then after I made it my habit to keep scarf (dupatta) on my head while I am in the home and use veil while I go out of home. My cuisines, elder sister and friends were surprised on my changed life. When they ask the reason of this change, I refer to Ubqari magazine and my mother. Now I am a changed girl. I have cellphone, money and every leisure of my life, but now I have peace of mind, which I had, have never before. I am relaxed. I have repented my past and listen to Hakeem Sb’s sermon. May Allah Almighty reward Shaikhul Wazaif and his generations to come with all kind of successes and pleasure, Amen. (Name Hidden)
