Eternal Success Syllabus

Success seekers

Umar’s biked zoomed smoothly down the road and he felt the wind rush into his face and the gaps in his helmet. He checked quickly over his shoulder and saw Hamza catching up so he pushed hard onto his pedals to propel himself forwards faster. They both reached the end of the street with seconds between them.

“Aaaand the winneeeeer iiiis…” say their friend Ayyub dramatically.

“The kindest person!” Hamza interjected quickly.

Umar looked at Hamza. He was about to say to him that actually he, Umar, had won. However he didn’t want to hurt Hamza’s feelings or look like he was showing off. It was only a race between brothers after all. At the same time, what Hamza said reminded him of something they had been discussing about Surah Al Alaa.

“I’ll be back,” he called to the other boys before speeding back home on his bicycle. He was in such a rush he left his bicycle in the drive way and dropped his helmet on the floor. He still had wudhu from when he prayed Dhuhr salaah so he picked up his mushaf off the shelf and turned to Surah Al Alaa till he found the verses he was looking for.

“Aha!” he exclaimed with a smile. He put his mushaf back and jumped out excited to tell his friends.

Just then he heard beeping outside. His mother had arrived home but she couldn’t park the car on the driveway because his bicycle was there.

“Sorry!” he cried apologetically as he picked it up, grabbed his helmet from the floor and rushed off down the street.

“Hamza you’re right!” he exclaimed breathlessly as he returned to where the other boys were now sat chatting and sharing some watermelon.

“The successful are those who purify themselves, remember Allah and pray. So good deeds like being kind is a way to be successful because good deeds purify our hearts!”

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”

“Yes!” said Hamza. “Surah Al Alaa. You did really well in the race though mashaAllah it’s okay.”

Umar reached for a juicy slice of watermelon and noticed how dirty his hands were. He decided to go home to wash his hands and put his bicycle in the garage first. After he had done this he was about to go outside when he saw him mother stood in the hallway looking very unhappy. He looked down to the carpet that she was staring at and realised that it was covered with muddy footprints. His muddy footprints. He thought he had done so well putting his bicycle away and washing his hands before eating when actually he had made this huge mess!

He felt so terrible and he wanted to turn around and run back outside where he could forget about the mess he’d left. But he remembered the ayah he had just read.

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”

Looking at the muddy footprints had made Umar feel the opposite of successful but the verse reminded him that actually this opportunity for a good deed would help him be truly successful. He would get the reward of cleaning and for making his mum happy. If he just took out five minutes to do this small good deed it would a step closer towards being truly successful.

He set to work grabbing a cloth and the carpet cleaner and began to scrub and scrub.

It wasn’t long before the carpet was looking much cleaner. Umar gave it a quick hoover, washing the cloth and hung it up to dry before running back outside to his friends. They had kindly saved him three large slices of watermelon so he sat and enjoyed them in the glorious afternoon sunshine.

Just as he wiped the last drops of watermelon juice from his mouth with a tissue, he saw a familiar car parking outside his house. He gave salaam to his friends and raced back up the road. He was so excited to see his cousin Aadam who he had not seen for a few months.

“Assalaamo’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu!” cried Umar.

“Wa alaikumAssalaam warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu,” replied Aadam quietly. He was looking down at the ground and seemed really upset.

“Is everything okay?” asked Umar, concerned.

“I really wanted to have the top score in our Maths challenge but I didn’t do that well and now I feel like I’m never going to be the best.”

Umar smiled and put his arm around Aadam’s shoulder.

“I understand that you feel upset about that. But you know what you can still be the best, you can be the most successful!”

Aadam looked at him confused.

“Being the best in this world doesn’t really mean that much Aadam,” advised Umar. “We try our hardest but the result is with Allah. The way you get to be the best forever and ever is by making Allah happy. “

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”

Aadam’s expression began to change and Umar was relieved to see hope in his eyes.

“How do I purify myself?” asked Aadam.

“By doing good deeds and if you make a mistake, say sorry and follow it up with a good deed too!”

Aadam looked around the street. His face lighting up in a smile.

“Umar, have you still got that rubbish picking stick in your garage?”

Umar nodded eagerly and ran to get it while Aadam got a plastic bag.

Together they walked down the street picking up any pieces of rubbish they could find and putting them in the bag. When they were done they put the bag in the bin and washed their hands.

“Okay, we’ve done a good deed, what were the other two thing you said?” asked Aadam.

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”

“We have to remember Allah and pray. So maybe we should make duaa with some names of Allah we know?”

Aadam raised his hands, trying to think of some names of Allah he could remember when his little brother Bilal came running into the room. He had found the rubbish picker in the garage and he started chasing after them with it, grabbing their clothes and their hands. When it touched their skin it pinched a little which the boys didn’t like. They both started shouting at Bilal to stop and he ran back out of the room crying.

Immediately, Umar started to feel upset for upsetting Bilal. He looked at Aadam and could see that he felt the same.

“He made me forget my duaa!” said Aadam through gritted teeth.

“He just wanted to play with us, he didn’t mean for you to forget it.”

Aadam paused and both boys stood in silence for a few seconds. Then Aadam raised his hands again.

“Oh my Allah. As Saboor, forgive me for not being patient with my little brother, forgive me for not being patient with my Maths challenge. Please help me do better next time. Ameen!”

“Now we just have to pray!” said Umar. “This is so easy alhammdulillah!”

They both went to make wudhu. However, when Umar finished he was so excited completed forgot to turn off the tap and didn’t realise the plug was in the sink. Soon the sink filled with water and it trickled over the sides. Drip drip drip.

Umar and Aadam began to pray and they had no idea that the bathroom floor was filling up with water. Then the water spread under the door and started to soak through the carpet.

It was almost half an hour later when Umar’s aunty went to use the bathroom and found water everywhere. She hurriedly turned off the tap and ran to get some towels.

“What’s going on?” asked Umar.

When she explained what she had found he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. He knew it must have been him that left the tap on but he didn’t want everyone to be upset with him. He had caused such a mess! He ran to get more towels and tried his best to help clear up the mess but he stayed silent as he thought.

When the bathroom was clean they tried their best to dry the carpet but it was soaked through. Umar knew this was going to be difficult to dry and he whispered “alhammdulillah” quietly that it was only a small section of carpet by the door.

His aunty looked tired and frustrated but she hadn’t said anything to him. when he went into the kitchen to put the towels in the washing machine he noticed a cold cup of tea on the counter. He realised this must have been her cup of tea she was getting ready to drink before she’d spent half an hour cleaning up the mess he had made.

He opened the microwave, put the cup in and as he watched it go round and round inside he found himself reciting.

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”

“I have to come clean to purify myself and then even my mistake will be a success inshaAllah,” he told himself.

He put the tea onto a tray with some biscuits and slowly walked into the living room. His aunty looked up in happy surprise to see what he had brought for her but before she could thank him Umar began speaking.

“I’m really sorry. I’m so so sorry. It was an accident. I would have never done it on purpose and I promise I’ll not to do it again…it was me who left the tap running. I’m so sorry you had to clean all that up. Please forgive me.”

She took a sip of tea from her cup and looked right at him. Umar gulped nervously.

“MashaaAllah that was really brave to tell me Umar. It’s ok we all make mistakes alhammdulillah. Jazahkallahu kheiran for my tea it’s nice and hot now.” She kissed him on his forehead before reaching for a biscuit, breaking it in half and handing him half.

“Jazahkallahu kheiran,” said Umar. “Bismillah,” he addded, before taking a bite into the soft sweet treat.

“How does it taste?” she asked with a laugh at his expression.

“Like success,” replied Umar. “Like a reminder of all the treats and joy that we ask Allah to give us in Jannah.”

قَدْ أَفْلَحَ مَن تَزَكَّىٰ

وَذَكَرَ ٱسْمَ رَبِّهِۦ فَصَلَّىٰ

“Successful are those who purify themselves, and remember the name of their Lord and pray.”