Death is just a veil (Hassan's PK Post)

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DEATH IS JUST A VEIL

[The Azzah (A traditional Badawi ceremony for the bereaved) will take place Friday, August 27th, at 10 pm EST.]

 

 

Hassan ibn Khalid Ar-Rassidi was a pious man, always in search of enlightenment. He devoted his life to his studies, determined to understand the greater purpose of this life. He travelled the world, studying the different religions and religious practices of Almaris. He would always be remembered fondly for his unwavering devotion to the pursuit of true enlightenment.

In his final years, he became horribly lost in the wilderness along his travels. Amidst the occasional insanity, he began to have prophetic dreams and visions. As he faithfully pursued these visions, Hassan began to understand the purpose behind these revelations. An excerpt from his diary read:

 

“I wondered why my fate was like this? I understand now. I have been so engrossed in academics that I have forgotten my duties to others, my duty to the Oasis and my family. Getting lost was merely a reflection of my heart. I was already lost before I got lost. I spoke of the teachings of Imaan Al Rashidun yet it only came out of my mouth. I had reverted to ignorance once I thought I found the truth. I had forgotten to come back to my duty as a husband and a father and a tribesman of the Oasis. By Allah, I had prioritized my duty as a scholar more than a father, a husband and a friend”

 

This realization in his faith led him back towards the Kharasi deserts. He stumbled blindly towards any sign of the Fakhr Oasis, determined to return home to his family, for the glory of Allah. 

 

--14th of The Grand Harvest, SA 38--

 

 

 

 

As the Oasis was in full bloom, a contrasting sight stumbled along the pathway. Finding themselves at the footsteps of the Masjid Al-Bidayyah, the decrepit man sat near the age-old fountain. Hassan ibn Khalid rested at the entrance of the Masjid, his robes tattered and worn from years fighting in the wilderness. He was welcomed by his startled wife and daughter. He had returned after eight long years of hardship, depravity, trials, and enlightenment. With the help of his wife, Hassan made his way into the Masjid, resting on the cushions.
 

The next moments were filled with reconciliation, compassion, and unity for his family. The precious moments he spent with his now eight year old daughter would not be forgotten. After eating a meal prepared by his wife, Hassan rested in the lap of the woman he loved, lying next to his daughter. Muttering a blessing over the two, Hassan breathed his last breath. As quickly as he had returned, he had left once more. By the grace of Allah, he died peacefully in the Masjid, in the comforting presence of his wife and daughter. Hassan passed onto paradise, awaiting the fateful arrival of his wife and daughter. 

 

Wrapped up in his wife’s robe, Hassan’s body was moved to his tent, resting under a blanket. A small smile remained on his face, having achieved his life’s purpose. Per his wishes, his collection of books were donated to the library at the Masjid Al-Bidayyah. Hassan ibn Khalid Ar-Rassidi was buried near the Masjid, wishing “to be near those who pray” after his passing. An Azzah was organized for the bereaved.

 

 

OOC: The Azzah (A traditional Badawi ceremony for the bereaved) will take place Friday, August 27th, at 10 pm EST. 

 

 

OOC: Hey guys, it's been really fun playing this character but due to RL, I can't commit to Hassan's story anymore so I thought it's time to let him rest. Thank you for everyone who rp with Hassan. It was a fun journey. 

 

 

“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens” -Gimli