The last funeral
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Last published Fri, Feb 12, 2021
"The description below is literally click bait" said zubin while reading the paragraph below that was meant to be a part of his life.
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He saw it again another body wrapped up in white,people mourning reciting prayers and remembering the man who had just died , he was quite used to this scene after all he had been seeing this since he could remember , he was the son of a mortician,death was nothing new to him he saw it everyday someone dying it wasn't new.
He had seen a lot since a young age no wonder he was wise for his age
EVERY SOUL WILL TASTE DEATH surah Ali'Imran [3:185]
But he forgot that, he forgot that verse over time what changed him how did he become a sinner that only realised his sins after a drastic change what made him change and cry for mercy for his rabb what made him repent .
Only Allah can change hearts
And keep reminding, because reminding benefits the believer-51:5 le lllP
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