So, as I've promised, here's a continuation of my Umrah experience story that I'd love to share with you.. After spending four days in Madinah, we proceeded with our journey to the Haram Land of Mecca. After about four hours being in the bus, I suddenly felt goosebumps on my arms as we were approaching Mecca. In my mind, "I'm finally here.. I'm finally here" kept playing on and on.
My very first Umrah was done the next day after Subuh prayers, where I did it with my dad. Maria once told me that, "Never forget the feeling the moment you see the Kaaba".. And yes, I'll never forget that moment. Ever. My eyes was glued to it the instant I entered the Masjid Al-Haram. You know how when people feel when they are at a near death experience? Their life suddenly flashes before their eyes, isn't it? Well that's how I felt when I saw the Kaaba. All I did from when I was little, and till now, an adult, somehow flashes very quickly making me tear up thinking of all the sins I've done. *sigh*
Days went by where my family and me continued to perform our Umrah, solaah and visits around Mecca. We went to Jabal Thur, Jabal Ar-Rahmah, and made some time to shop for some souveniers.
I remember this one time, on the last day before we had to leave, me and family performed Jemaah Subuh prayers at Masjid Al-Haram. The Imaam that morning sounded like a young fellow. His recitation was flawless and melodious too. And as we were performing the 2nd rakaah, the Imaam suddenly paused reciting. He was facing difficulty to recite as he was sobbing in total humbleness. It went again like that for about 5 or 6 times, where he tried to catch his breath and continue reciting, but the words of the Quran (which he understood), made him stutter in tears. I was crying profusely while all of this happened you know? Listening to an Imaam, crying while reciting the Quran, during Subuh prayers, in Masjid Al-Haram, in front of the Kaaba, with millions of Makmums praying alongside me--was too much for my tiny heart to handle. All I felt at that moment was that I don't wanna leave Mecca so baddddd!! :'(
It was such a remarkable experience seeing all the people from around the world, together, unite to devote and spend every waking moment to perform ibadahs to our Creator. I was most fascinated by the women who are old, weak, handicapped, with babies and determined. The dire need for us to repent makes every hardship one go at Mecca looks like a speck of dust. I hope that my prayers of being able to visit the Holy Land EVERY YEAR will be fulfilled. Amin. Cause ya Allah, nothing means so much to me than being in your home as much as I can.
Thank you Allah for inviting me this year :')
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My Madinah Trip story here :)