The beating heart and the story of fidelity ✍️ Dr Abbas Taha Hamza Sobeir
No sane adult person can deny that this astonishing technical development and these manifestations of modernity which organize the world and make you manage your business, your commerce, your industry and all the activities of your life from behind the keyboard table… everything this is incredible. change in this cluttered universe in which the rope of good has mingled with the rain of evil to such an extent that it is recognized, the forgiving person is baffled by defeat in his ability to separate good from evil due to the excessive proximity and harm. tyranny of evil which has diluted good and made its taste and color dull and can only be seen with a magnifying microscope for small things… All this change has been accompanied, on the other side, by the desertification and nihilistic drought in the world. context of virtuous human values and noble morals. To the point where we celebrate and light candles when we hear the story of honesty, loyalty and other human values which are supposed, by the divine commands of the Creator of the universe, to be the predominant ones, and their Opposites, such as lying and betrayal, are obsolete, but what of a class of human beings of their own will, choice and complete mental faculties, who insist on replacing that which is inferior? with what is best, thus violating all the rules of common sense with which people were created…
Faced with this dark and pessimistic reality, many good people, men and women, work hard and roll up their sleeves to light candles, instead of raising the white flag of surrender and sinking into the burial square, to stand content with unproductive activities such as cursing the darkness, crying, slapping and tearing pockets over the noble human values that some people pay a lot of attention to. Who built our people to use weapons of mass destruction to annihilate and eradicate them. ..
In light of this cautious optimism, I received a photo of a vibrant red heart from an inspiring person… This image forced positive, inspiring energy to spread quickly within me and stimulated my memory for writing this article about this beating heart. and the touching story of fidelity, whose heroine was one of the beautiful women of my country, and what great women they are.
The beating heart that I see there only praises him with balanced and musical tones, giving thanks to his Creator… Glory to God, the Creator and the Creator…
The suffering that I have suffered and experienced in my life since my childhood has made me always be in favor of the oppressed and love the poor, with an innate bias, optional and not forced. For a long time, I always repeated and said this saying. ..Love hearts and not pockets of love… The love that clings to the heart of good morality in human beings is what grows, flourishes and strengthens… As for love that is built on the basis of material and health variables, it has a fragile foundation and is built on the edge of a steep cliff that carries within it the seeds of its collapse and quickly collapses with the annihilation of its material goals fallible from a relative or total disappearance… If you love a person for his money, who cannot protect him according to the laws of God in the universe of change. And change… so love dies and disappears with the disappearance of the container in which it was placed. And it's money… Blessed is he who loves people with a sincere love for the love of God first, then for the good morals which they then hide…
I had the honor of meeting a woman in our family whose husband worked hard enough to provide a decent life for her and her children, and he continued to do so until his Lord afflicted him with 'an illness that left him paralyzed and bedridden for five years. She didn't eat, she wasn't bored, and she didn't complain. All the inhabitants of Hilla, out of love for this hardworking man, often visited him. Without prior arrangement or notification, a convincing and friendly liar says he visited him without making an appointment and found him only clean in his clothes and body and fragrant. …
God died after five years of illness. By God, one of his relatives told me that when they entered his room to wash and prepare, he said to me: By God, we found him pure in body and body . the clothes were perfumed, as if he were a groom on his wedding night…
Oh peace…. Oh God… God knows best and how great and honorable you are, oh loyal and pure woman of high determination and chivalry and all other values that are dead in our times except these- this. unique individual designs… Every time I met this woman, I greeted her with a special greeting, a special speech and a special prayer for her deserved merit…..
May God have mercy on you and your husband… With your death, all good morals groan and chivalry screams, waiting for Mutasim to save them…
I walked past Al-Marwa when she was crying, so I said, “Why is the girl crying?
She said, “How can I not cry when my family, except God's creation, is dead. »
In conclusion, I can only express my deep gratitude and thanks to this inspiring person who gave me this beating heart that inspired me to document, in tear-filled letters, the story of a pure woman and loyal. May she be a role model for her. the women of my country and the greatest and most honorable women that they are…
With thanks and appreciation
Dr Abbas Taha Hamza
University of Khartoum
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