Chronic Case of Homesickness…

*Home of the Believers*

I have a severe, severe, severe case of homesickness.  I want to be sitting right now on this beautiful white tile and to actually have this view of the Ka’ba.  I miss home.  Sure this was not EXACTLY my home, but this was the center of barakah (blessings), and my home in another city was in the range of that radiating barakah (blessings).

Blessings in Sustenance, Blessings in Time, Blessings in Worship, Blessings in your peace of mind.  You are not in a hurry, life doesn’t pass by you in fleeting seconds.  It is fast, but at reasonable pace.  At Prayer time, the whole world freezes.  The shops close. The restaurant close.  Everyone must stop to pray.  And the beautiful sounds of Athan can be heard from every corner.  And your heart remembers the Prophet Peace Be Upon Him when he would tell Bilal to “Relax them with It”…Where ‘It’ is the prayer. 

I may be able to post images and sounds, but never can I post the exact feelings, tastes, and smells that have become a source of nostalgia to me.  Oh how I miss reading Quran upon someone of more knowledge than me.  How I miss the opportunities and and unfulffiled dreams I never took nor will return to me.  I lived where barakah was so close, and never took full advantage.  And now I am limited so greatly by distance, and all I can do is wish, almost pathetically, to pray upon those white tiles again.  The tiles that reflect heat, but never allow become cold.  Because everything is in balance.  It is the only place where people are constantly walking a circle and you are not confused or dizzy.  It is the only place where walking in a circle is worship and is unity.  Even the birds above are circling the ka’ba! And here I am walking in circles so far away, but out of confusion, out of lack of destination, out of chaos.

The nostalgia is building up more.  I miss you Meccah.  I miss the land that surrounds Meccah.  I miss the land that was the answer to the supplication of Ibrahim… All the world is a home for the Believers in Dunya, because a believer carries his Jannah in his heart.  But Meccah, Meccah is that special room inside your house, perhaps your kitchen, or your bedroom, or your living room…The one you miss the most  and first think of when you are tired.  The one you just want to relax in and reflect.  The place that really makes your house a home.