-Bismillahirrahmanirraheem-
Okay, where
were we?
Owh yes, I
made promise before didn’t I? About telling you guys the tale of the child and
emperor right?
If you’ve
forgotten don’t worry la, you can read it here.
So, why am
I narrating this story?
Probably
because I have nothing better to do, that’s why. Hoho, now there’s an evil
impression to make yes?
Maybe
because I know that’s why I want to share, still it’s a weak reason. Some
people know but they don’t even have the slightest whim of letting others enjoy
the information they have.
How about
because I can, just because I know this something called internet and they have
this something called blogs and I like to type. Naaah, I don’t think so. I’m
better off surfing the web than making this post, which I know less than 1
percent of internet users would even care to read.
Hehe. Now that’s a reaction I’m hoping y’all are having.
People
stand out and voice out what’s in their hearts because they know it’s important
and valuable.
Regardless whether those around them heed their call and warning,
they do it because they care for the well-being of those close to them.
I want to
tell because I want Allah to know I care for this ummah.
And our
prophet has said truly;
“Those who rise for the morning without a care
for the matters concerning their people (Muslim ummah) are not from them (Muslim)”
(Riwayat At-Tabrani)
If that
didn’t send a chill down your spine I
don’t know what will. So guys, here goes nothing!
The tale
was told by our Prophet Muhammad SAW to his companions. Now the companions
loved to hang around the Prophet, even more than their families and friends.
And they didn’t converge for the tarik, roti prata with telur or for EUFA
football match no, when the companions hang out with the Prophet they were
searching for solace and guidance, something the Prophet is full of I assure
you.
Our Prophet
is also not a bard, telling far-fetched stories just to entertain and to fill
time. His stories were also true accounts of events that has happened or bound
to occur in the future. Meaning, the tales told by our Prophet is more
important and should be more exciting to us than any movie involving dream
jacking, or a broken child who swore to fight crime after seeing his parent killed
by becoming a crime fighting billionaire playboy, or any lame superhero or lewd
‘superheroines’. I’ll get to this topic later maybe, but man I’m mad!
The child
mentioned by the prophet was the smartest boy in the country. Kire macam best student exam SPM kebangsaan la. This is because he enrolled for an exam held by
the empire. Why would the empire hold an exam and for what you ask?
Well you
see, the emperor didn’t become emperor because of his good looks or by becoming
the best orator or upholder of justice and freedom. He had some help from an
old friend of his the sorcerer. This sorcerer guy wasn’t a run of the mill kind
of magician who would pull a bunny from his magic hat mind you, he performed
great illusions that would scare the daylights out of the people in the
country. And through that fear the emperor ruled supreme over his subjects,
threatening them with great consequences if they showed even the slightest sign
of rebellion.
“Hey, if the sorcerer can do that much to us,
just imagine what the guy he’s obeying is capable of!”
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| "Wanna see a magic trick boy?"-The Sorcerer |
I think
that sums up what the common people were thinking of if they ever wanted to go
up against the big guy. And a big guy he is! The emperor was so conceited with
his status he declared himself as a god! Ordering people to obey him as a
divine entity not just a steward of the state and be worshipped. GOD COMPLEX. I
think many of these emperors are suffering from this disease, ugh.
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| "My rule shall be absolute!"-The Emperor |
The
sorcerer unfortunately was about to retire. Hey, I think everyone can agree
it’s a stressful job serving a guy who thinks he rules the world. With his age
and senses becoming less and less apt for the job at hand, he proposes that the
emperor search for his replacement and that replacement better be the best
because this position isn’t just as a lackey in the palace.
“ You’re
searching for someone who will make sure your presence is felt by everyone
below you! If you get just an average kid to do this job, you can kiss your
throne goodbye my emperor!”
Told the
sorcerer to the emperor, or something like it.
So the
exams were held, attracting the attention of many hopeful parents that their
child becomes the next big sorcerer. So this particular child which I will
henceforth call Ghulam became that Special One. The inheritor of the mantle of
illusions, The Cornerstone of the Emperor, The Fright of the Night. Okay, I’m
making these up but rest assured people were already giving nicknames to Ghulam
because of his future.
So that’s
the deal behind the exams, who the Child was and why the Emperor needed him so
badly. Things looked as if they’re going according to the plans of the empire
but little do they know that the EMPIRE had a scheme of its own. In the blight
of that age, when those who ruled oppressed the weak, the strong trample the
weak, injustice crawling the halls and decks of the castles, the child, Ghulam
who was supposed to maintain their reign of terror became the savior of the
people.
And it all
started with a very cunning old man, who has been waiting in the shadows for this
moment!
-To be continued-
P/s:-Okay
that’s all for this post. Kalau nak makan sesuatu yang sedap, kena makan
sikit-sikit. I hope you enjoyed this part of the story coz I was blown away
when the hadith was taught to me, somewhere, someplace (Can’t tell you guys,
the Empire might be listening!)
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