This is a true account of a story that took place in Saudi Arabia relatively recently

Mr . Sultan Omer aba Salman

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This is a true account of a story that took place in Saudi Arabia relatively recently. Its is a story that showcases the true nature of the Most Merciful, and has lessons in it that can benefit us all.

A man had a dream. He saw numbers in his dream, and a voice full of authority telling

him to " Take Hamdan to Ummrah." Dreams being what they are, the man decided to ignore it. However when after the second night he dreamt the
same dream, he realised there was more to this dream then he previously thought.

    After recounting to a sheikh the contents of his dream, the sheikh interpreted it as a divine command. He told the man that if he dreamed the same dream again, to focus on the numbers that he kept seeing and remember them. Thereafter when he woke, he should call for that number and ask for the enigmatic "Hamdan." The man taking on board what the sheikh said, and when he dreamt the same dream, he recalled the numbers and he he called Hamdan.

 After waiting apprehensively for a while, someone finally picks up. A hoarse voice enquiries on the identity of the caller. The man tentatively asked if the man he was talking to was Hamdan. The man replied affirmatively. The man in relief, tells Hamdan that he wants to take him to Ummrah.

   This gave way to an unexpected response. Hamdan started to laugh uncontrollably hysterical in some unbeknownst mirth. " I've been drinking my whole life, and I cant remember the last time I prayed. And you want to take me to Ummrah?!" with that reply he launched into another bout of almost manic hysterics. Composing himself, the brother nevertheless insisted. 

      " I'll only come with you under certain conditions," he finally lamented, the humor he still felt evident in his tone. " You will pick me up from Riyadh (his hometown) take me to Ummrah, and return me to my home."  The man agreed with his conditions.

      ( The man undertook a 12 hr journey to pick up Hamdan from his city, and another 12 to get to Makkah)

After arriving in Makkah, and perfoming the Ummrah, Hamdan turns to the man and says, "Just as you promised, now you must take me back." The man agreed, telling him that a car was waiting outside the holy mosque. Hamdan was suddenly struck by something, he felt something. He remarked, " I don't know when I will next come back here, So i may as well pray 2 rakat." The man busy with preparations for the return journey, agreed but urged him to hurry, exiting the mosque to placate the driver. 

    A considerable time later, the man hurriedly entered the holy mosque, and quickly scanned the crowds. He finally found what he was looking for, a figure in the sujuud position right next to the kabah, exactly the same place the man had left Hamdan. The man quickened his pace, and just as he was about to gently shake Hamdan to remind him of the time constraints he realised, that Hamdan's soul had departed.

Now the question you, I and the man are bewildered by, is how a man clearly so far away from the Grace of the Almighty can attain a death of the likes of which the Companions of the Prophet (SAW) would beg Allah (SWT) for? A death which every Muslim and Muslimah, yearns for? Who was Hamdan, and how did he die in this best of ways?

The man was in shock. Hamdan, who by his own admission thought he was too far gone to even bother anymore, died in a state of Ihraam, fresh out of Ummrah, in Sujud, in front of the Ka'abah! 

                                                                                                    Subhanallah! Subhanallah! 

The man as was needed to be done, called Hamdan's family. His wife answered the phone, and the man delivered the news. She began to shout at the top of her voice, " Allah u Akbar! Allah u Akbar! Allah u Akbar!"  She told the man that since she had married Hamdan, not a day would go by where he would not drink and get drunk. This inflamed the man's curiosity even more. How? How?!

   With this question burning a hole in his mind, he travelled to Riyadh, to visit Hamdan's Widow. When he arrived, he asked her, " My sister, how did your husband's life end the way it did? who was he and how was his relationship with Allah (swt)?" 

    She told him, " In terms of Ibadaah he was far away from Allah." she then paused as if she recalled something and said, " One thing he did do was, whenever he bought food for us, he would buy the exact same amount for the widow and her children who lived next to us."

      With the sparkle of her unshed tears, and a tender smile on her lips, she recalls one last detail. " She always used to make Dua that Allah gives him the best of endings."

  And that is the Story of Hamdan, the man whose death brought meaning to his life.