“I still don’t understand the reason” he replied scratching his head, I asked again “but there must be some reason. You don’t fit the formula of success, less education, average intelligence, no business sense, appearance and personality is also inert and you don’t even give time to your business as you don’t go to office for weeks but still you have never suffered.
Even in flood, all the warehouses of the city get submerged in water, but water does not enter your warehouse, and if it enters, it goes out quietly without touching your goods. If you start selling iron, it becomes equal to silver. And even your tap water is mineral water.
After all, what is the science behind it?” After listening to my speech, he laughed and said, “I often ask myself this too, but believe me, I do not see any merit in my life except for one incident. Perhaps it is the reason of Allah’s grace,” he paused and said. I dropped out of school after 9th class. Initially I started working with my father on a fruit cart. After his death I started working in a shop as a clerk.
Life was aimless, colorless and confused. There wasn’t any hope but then a strange incident happened. One day I was sitting in a friend’s grocery shop, a middle aged lady came. On seeing her, my friend started being rude to her. He was asking her for the previous unpaid receivables while she was begging for more groceries.
The woman looked helpless while my friend was being unnecessarily rude to her. I kept hearing them. When the lady left disappointed, I asked my friend about it. He replied “she is a widow, her husband used to work in Saudi Arabia, the family was happy, but then her husband died in a road accident and her land and property were taken over by her brother in-laws.
She now has nothing but a small house. She has two daughters. They go to school. She is an uneducated and unskilled woman. She has no source of employment. After two to four months, she used to get her husband’s pension from Saudi Arabia and managed to live on it but now that too has stopped. My father used to lend her groceries but now he is tired, so whenever I see her, I ask her for my money. This is our daily routine. You leave it and tell me, what are you doing nowadays?” He stopped and laughed. It was a common story, there are a million of such characters in every city, every town.
You go to a grocery store, you’ll find twenty people like that, but I don’t know what happened to me? I got her address from my friend, asked her husband’s name, went to the market, bought food and drink for two weeks, made a sack, went there and knocked at her door. She came, her two daughters of five and seven years also came and stood with her. I placed the sack at their doorstep and politely said, “My father was a friend of the deceased Mr. Arshad.
He borrowed some money from your husband. He has ordered me to pay the debt. My situation is not very good and I cannot pay this amount in one lump sum. My salary is low. If you allow me, I will give you the groceries after every fifteen days. This will clear my debt and your house will continue to function. That woman and her children started looking at me in surprise, I greeted them and came back. I then started delivering groceries to them every fortnight.” He then became silent.
I asked him, “You were poor yourself. Where did you get the money for their groceries? He chuckled and said, “You won’t believe it but I only bought those groceries out of my pocket. After fortnight, their groceries were free.” He became silent. I asked, “How?” He said, “I went to the shop the next day and my owner advised me that our shop’s outer side is empty. Your work starts in the evening and you finish it in an hour and sit idle all day long. I will give you rice and pulses, you sell them in 5/10 kg packets and get profit from it. There used to be a wholesale business in the grain market. Many buyers of 5 or 10 kg came to us but we had to apologize to them. I liked the idea. I started buying pulses, rice and sugar from my master.
I made packets of 5 and 10 kilos and sold them quickly. Believe me, my income increased four to five times in two weeks and when I went to the widow’s house fifteen days later, I had double groceries and my pocket was also very heavy. After a month I started giving her money for girls’ fees, clothes and shoes too. Allah took my hand and after two years I was the owner of the shop where I worked as a clerk. Later that shop turned into a whole complex and I went from being a shopkeeper to a master.
I started supplying commodities in the markets and today I am in front of you. I have never suffered a loss, why not? Maybe it was because of that woman and her two daughters. They grew up. One became a doctor after doing MBBS. The other started a beauty parlor after BA. She is now running fourteen or fifteen salons. Aunty is running an orphanage and a widow’s home. He paused again. I asked him. “What did you do after that?” He laughed and said “I started enjoying doing good deeds”. I then started giving groceries to the needy families and helping them.
I used to spend 10% of my earnings in the way of Allah and now it has gradually increased to 60% of my profit. I keep only 40% for myself but this 40% is also extreme.
I wake up every morning and give my prayers to aunty, ‘If she had not come into my life that day, I would probably still be working in a shop and getting a salary of 7 or 8,000 rupees. She came and put me on a path on which there are bridges of success and happiness.” He fell silent.
I am sure you will find this story fake and you will be thinking that I have nothing to do but make up such stories but believe me this story is 100% true and it is not just one story in the world, there are millions and millions of examples. I know dozens of people in my country who traded with Allah and became billionaires themselves and because of them life became easy for thousands of people.
If you don’t believe, then try it once in your life. Get up and start supporting a widow, or an orphan, bear the cost of a student’s education and see Allah’s grace after that. If you do not have prosperity, happiness and success after this, get your loss from me. Believe that there is only one trade in the world and safe from all kinds of loss.
There is only one stock exchange in the world whose business never closes, which never falls, which never crashes, and that is Allah’s Stock Exchange. So I suggest you to open an account in this stock exchange once. Try it, you will enjoy trading.
[Courtesy: Daily Express]