The Night of Power; The Power of Medication.

I am a person who does not go to the doctor unless necessary and I do not pop pills without any valid reason.

It has been two days that I have been taking Panadol for Sahur and Iftar daily just to relieve this suffering my physical self is experiencing. I was having runny nose with sore-throat and some pains at the joints.

So last Friday, I decided to visit the family clinic. I have this feeling that I am having a fever. It was a HOT day and yet I was shivering!

True enough, Dr. Rajini confirmed that I have a high temperature and prescribed me the medication you see above. O yah ... She gave me two days of medical leave ... hehehe.

I reached home around 4pm and waited patiently for 7.01pm. Three more hours to pass by until I can take my PARACETAMOL. I was in great pain.

Anyway, bla bla bla bla .... I survived the wait and took my medication immediately after iftar.

Performed my Maghrib prayers as usual. Having finished that, I began to feel drowsy. I was feeling the effects of the pills that I took.

I was still in pain with fever followed by drowsiness so I decided to take a nap and do my Isya' and Terawih prayers late at night.

I woke up at 12.30am feeling disoriented and light-headed.

I then performed my Isya' prayers followed by the Terawih.

I felt comfortable during the prayers. No runny nose. No sneezes. No sore-throat. No headaches. No muscle pain. It was the most peaceful and relaxed Terawih prayer that I have performed so far yet this Ramadan.

I was rather amazed at the situation. I checked the calender and realised that it was the 17th day of Ramadan. The day the Quran was brought down. The day some muslim scholars say is when the Night of Qadr or the Night of Power was to happen.

If you experience such a thing and you were alone. What would you have done? That's right, share it with someone you love or at least someone whom you have been close to.

That was what I did. I messaged that someone about my experience happily telling her what happened. Of course, she did not reply as she was fast asleep after getting home late.

Well ... I thought the story ends there. I just wanted to relate what I had experienced and close the case.

Never did it come into my mind that an Ustaz condemned me as "riak, arrogant and proud."

My SMS was forwarded to this ulama' and he instantly condemned me! The best part was that I do not know who he is and he has not spoken to me.

Okay ... I am fasting.

I'm just saddened that the person I wanted to share things with did not even talk to me about my SMS but instead sent it around.

What's happening to the Ummah?

She HATED me now. What did I do?

May Allah help me to help her. Ameen.