He wiped the sweat off his forehead and yet, by the time his arm got to his side, it had started to perspire again. Even though it was complete darkness and he couldn’t make out his surroundings, he felt as if he was in a fully heated oven. As his eyes accustomued to the darkness, he realized he was standing on the edge of the cliff; he immediately took a few steps back. His heart started to pound.
“No, no. This can’t be it”, he whispered under his breath but there it was, right in front of him, the thing that he had been dreading his entire life. Stretching in front of him was a long tightrope. It was not a simple one this time, rather something which even the most skilled of performers wouldn’t have dared to undertake – pitch black darkness and a rope as thin as hair and as sharp as a blade.
As frightened as he was, he managed to muster enough courage to take a few steps towards the edge and as he did so, light filled the horizon to the extent that he could make out every single detail of his surroundings. Before his mind could start processing the scene before him, he felt his feet moving forward. He had stepped onto the tightrope! Flinging out his arms for balance, he concentrated hard on the rope and kept moving. Within moments, he had crossed the tightrope, which had ended onto an entrance to the most beautiful garden he had ever seen.
He turned around and saw people on the other side of the tightope; people who were in the same state of panic and fear as he had felt a few moments ago. “Ahmed!”, someone called him. He peered to see a girl in the gloom on the other side. “Ahmed, please help me. Help me for the sake of the kinship we had!” The words automatically escaped his mouth, “I can’t help you. Go back and look for your own light”. As he said this, a wall came crashing down between him and her and he knew that the worst had happened to her.
“On the Day you see the believing men and believing women, their light proceeding before them and on their right, [it will be said], "Your good tidings today are [of] gardens beneath which rivers flow, wherein you will abide eternally." That is what is the great attainment. On the [same] Day the hypocrite men and hypocrite women will say to those who believed, "Wait for us that we may acquire some of your light." It will be said, "Go back behind you and seek light." And a wall will be placed between them with a door, its interior containing mercy, but on the outside of it is torment.” (Surah al-Hadid:12-13)
This metophorical light is the intrinsic drive for guidance which we are bestowed with when we enter this world; a light strengthened by the word of the Creator and the example of His beloved. The Quran explains,
“Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The example of His light is like a niche within which is a lamp, the lamp is within glass, the glass as if it were a pearly [white] star lit from [the oil of] a blessed olive tree, neither from the east nor of the west, whose oil would almost glow even if untouched by fire. Light upon light. Allah guides to His light whom He wills.” (Surah an-Nur: 35)
The wick requires only a spark to be lit but afterwards its light is sufficient to vanquish all darknesses. This light is the fuel that drives the believer to the point where no pain is unbearable or burden too heavy. Thus the metaphorical light transforms into the resolve of the believer whereby he is capable of moving mountains. Action is inspired, and with such grit and determination can one expect that a person's entire existence would not undergo a revolution?
With these aspirations, we endeavour to make SIST'14 a spark for the wick. Join us and inspire each other to Revive the Light Within and Let the Change Begin!
“Indeed, Allah will not change the condition of a people until they change what is in themselves.” (Surah ar-Ra’d: 11)