Bismillahi walhamdulillahi 'alaa rasulillah,
First of all, it is by His will i write this story of love on Valentine's Day..i didn't celebrate that kind of day(and as Muslim, we shouldn't), but it is just something i would like to share because this is amongst the best love story ever, wallahi :)
Hazrat Huzaifah reported:
"Many Muslims were martyred in the Battle of Yarmouk. I was seeking to give water to my cousin in the battle field. When I found him, I gave him water to drink. Just at that time, a man by his side raised a cry - water...water. My cousin told me to give water first to that man. When I came to him with water, I recognised him and he was Hisham ibn A's. I said : I am giving you water. Just at that time, another man was crying : Water...water, Hisham then give signal that he should first be given water. Before I came to him with water, he breathed his last. Then I came to Hisham with water only to find that he also had expired. Then I came to my cousin with water only to find that he also had expired."
Now look at ourself. Is that how we treat our brothers/sisters in Islam? prioritize them more than ourself? That story of the matyrs of Battle of Yarmouk, I see as true love fillah. :)
Just something to ponder, from Suratu 'Imran verse 92 :
"By no means shall you attain Al-Birr (piety - righteousness --here it means Allah's reward, i.e Paradise), unless you spend (in Allah's cause) of that which you love, and whatever of good you spend, Allah knows it well"
ps : i did not remember who narrate this story. anyone? :)
