Mightier than a Missile
By Moulana Khalid Dhorat 
When the Americans dropped a small 10-kiloton
  nuclear bomb in the August of 1945 on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, 66 000 people
  died instantly. A huge fireball was seen, 1000 times more intense than
  lightning, and people up to 10 km’s away were permanently blinded by just
  witnessing it. The clothing of some as far as 15 km’s away, caught fire;
  whilst many were burnt beyond recognition within five km’s of ground zero.
  The windows of homes 20 km’s away were shattered whilst those nearer were
  completely destroyed by the gale-force nuclear winds travelling up to 600
  km’s per hour. None could escape. 
If all the superpowers of the world were to
  drop their nuclear bombs now on the world, the living world – the people,
  animals, plant and marine life – will come to an end within seconds.
  Mountains will be flattened and due to the intense radiation, life will not
  revive for a few centuries thereafter. The world will resort back to the ice
  ages. 
Many people mistakenly believe that there is
  nothing more deadly than a nuclear missile, but there is one thing more
  deadly - the displeasure and curse of your mother. 
Sacrifice of a Mother 
Think of your beloved mother sitting on a hard
  stool, slowly sipping cold tea from a chipped cup in a gloomy old-age home.
  Her heater is switched on in summer too, but the bars are so worn out that it
  produces no heat. Her favourite item of comfort is a quilt that she inherited
  from her own mother 50 years ago; and of course her plastic pill-box, which
  is always filled by the nurses daily. Sadly, she moved out of her son’s house
  just one year after her husband passed away, not because she was chased out,
  but because she felt that she wouldn’t be a burden to any of her children who
  could now go on holiday at any time without worrying about her wheelchair and
  medication. 
Now let us go 40 years back when this same
  mother was expecting you. Did she think that you would be a burden to her,
  having to feed you, burp you, and then also change your stinky nappies!!! Did
  she think about dropping you in a trash can because you would vomit at any
  time on her designer carpet? Did she reason that having a baby would spoil
  her hourglass figure, and she wouldn’t be able to fit in her favourite jeans
  after that? The fact that our mothers bore all these difficulties with love
  and patience is enough to make us her captive for life. 
Ponder on the fact that upon birth, there was
  a cozy blanket awaiting your arrival in the cold world; but even before this,
  your mother carried you within three levels of comfort: in her tummy, in her
  womb and within her fluids wherein you could move and frolic freely. The
  umbilical cord connected you to her, nourishing you, like an invisible
  comforting hand, until you were delivered in a death-like pain in this world. 
After
  delivering you, your mother had to sacrifice the comfort of her home and go
  to her mother’s place to ensure that you were properly cared for. She happily
  nursed you, sleeping only when you slept and eating only when you ate. She
  rubbed ointment on your rear due to your nappy rash, but didn’t bother about
  the stretch marks on her own tummy. She sacrificed her favorite biryaani because
  the masoor –
  those small brown balls – would’ve given you wind, and she made sure you had
  10 pairs of clothing at any given time whilst her slipper needed upgrading
  eight years ago. When she felt dizzy or when her blood pressure rose, she
  couldn’t even take medication because the medicine could have affected the
  milk she fed you. 
In fact, no amount of words can do justice to
  the selfless love and sacrifice of a mother to the degree that even if she
  were to give birth to a snake, she wouldn’t abandon it. A person asked our
  Holy Prophet Muhammad (sallallahu ‘alaihi wasallam) if he would fulfill the
  rights of his mother if he carried her from Madeenah Munawwarah to Makkah
  Mukarramah for Hajj and back and the answer he received blew his socks off:
  “This action wouldn’t even suffice for one sip of milk she nursed you with.” 
Sadly, today we are witnessing the return of
  the Muslim old-age home, and more sadly, our parents actually see it as a
  solution to their problems. 
A Different Relationship 
Due to the supreme sacrifice of a mother, our
  relationship with her is not like other relationships. If we have a “give and
  take” policy with our partner, or a tolerant attitude with our neighbour, an
  attitude of respect with our teacher, or a habit of overlooking the faults of
  our children, then to our mother, it is about not saying even “oof” or “aagh”
  to her. It is not about merely obeying her, but about pleasing her and making
  her as comfortable as possible. It’s about making her your priority in life
  and to carry out whatever she tells you, unless it is wrong or in matters of
  clear disobedience to the Creator. In short, it’s a relationship of blind
  love. 
Our noble Prophet Muhammad (sallallahu ‘alaihi
  wasallam) prophesized that a distressing time will come when people will
  listen to their wives, and disobey their mother. In fact, some of our
  youngsters start their journey of rudeness to their mother from their teen
  years already, breaking her heart over and over again, until when they marry,
  she becomes just a burden in their life. The tragedy of the modern day is
  that if we demand from our parents, especially our mothers, items that they
  cannot provide, they are no good to us anymore. If they cannot fund our
  weekend outings, upgrade our wardrobe with the latest trends, and send us on
  holiday, they are useless. She is treated like a piece of furniture, whose
  purpose in life is just to put a plate of food on the supper table and make
  sure the laundry is done. She is nothing but a glorified maid. 
Conversely, if our mothers were to attach a
  price for her service to her children, a solid gold bar per day in payment
  until the end of our lives, would be insufficient. 
Consequence of Disobedience 
Whatever a parent does for their children is
  done from the heart. So, if they pray for the happiness and success of their
  children, it will be from the heart. According to a hadeeth, it is highly
  unlikely that a sincere prayer for a parent in favour of their children will
  go unanswered. So, your success in this world and the next depends on how
  happy you keep your parents – not only as a carefree child, but as an adult
  saddled with all the responsibilities of life. 
Obedient children will be successful in life,
  whilst disobedient children will never be successful. Many people in society,
  when asked about the reason for their success in life, will attribute it to
  one thing only: the prayers of their parents. Indeed, fortunate children
  simply die for those moments wherein they feel the air of paradise on their
  face – the time when heartfelt prayers emanate from the lips of their parents.
  This does not mean that we should obey our parents in a way that we trample
  on the rights of others – like our spouse – but it should be done in a
  sensible way. Making obedience to parents a pretext to undermine our duty to
  others is a hallmark of our ignorance and our cunning ability of using
  “religious blackmail” to shirk our duty. Sometimes parents even make use
  of this “religious blackmail” to influence their children against their
  partners. 
Sayyiduna
  ‘Alqamah (radhiyallahu ‘anhu) was a sahaabi known for his piety, but he was
  unable to recite the shahaadah (testimony of faith) on his
  death-bed. It was learnt that the reason for this was that his mother was
  displeased with him on some account. The Prophet (sallallahu ‘alaihi
  wasallam) ordered that a huge pile of wood be gathered and ‘Alqamah
  (radhiyallahu ‘anhu) be burnt alive therein before his actual death. When his
  mother who refused to forgive him at the time, learnt of this, she exclaimed:
  “How can my son be burnt!!” She was told that if she didn’t forgive him, he
  would be burnt in any case in the Hereafter. The sight of the firewood was
  enough to stir her sympathy, and she forgave her son. Just then, ‘Alqamah’s
  tongue was released, he recited the shahaadah and he passed
  into the mercy of the Almighty. 
The displeasure of ‘Alqamah’s (radhiyallahu
  ‘anhu) mother was more deadly than a nuclear bomb. A nuclear bomb would’ve
  wiped you off the face of this earth and that would be the end, but the
  displeasure of your mother would ensure your eternal damnation. People who
  didn’t make peace with their parents before they died have a pain in their
  heart that can never be settled; whilst those who lost their parents whilst
  on good terms with them will testify that a huge chunk of blessings that they
  witnessed during their lifetime was also lost forever. 
Conclusion 
A mother remains a mother, not until you can
  walk on your own or feed yourself; but until your death. She worries for you
  more than herself, and then repeats the cycle all over again with her
  grandchildren. So, it is natural that if someone sacrifices their entire life
  for you, you need to sacrifice yours for them. The Almighty demands this
  level of obedience and respect to our parents, anything less is regarded as
  selfishness and a deficiency in our duty to them. 
Due to old age, many parents start acting
  childishly and may be stubborn in their ways, but remember if they could put
  up with your childish ways and stubbornness when you were in nappies, you
  need to patiently tolerate them if they are in nappies now. This is the test
  of your devotion – a test which you cannot afford to fail. Never let them
  feel unwanted in your home. Rather smile at them as they take an awkward step
  back and forth, for a loving smile at ones parents is equivalent to an
  accepted hajj and ‘umrah according to a hadeeth. 
So go on. Give your parents a huge hug and a
  smile today and every day after this. Overlook their mistakes and earn
  paradise the easy way through them. 
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