Life is a grand staircase; sometimes you go up and sometimes you come down.
I had no work there. However, I just went upstairs. I knew it was private access. Anyways, I was not going furthermore. I just clicked a few pics of the staircase only and came downstairs.
The thing is that I can’t resist having that admiring-look whenever I see a spiral staircase.
As a child, I had great fascination for the Taj Magazines my father had for the purpose of his artistic work. There was an unusual joy in admiring those beautiful pictures inside. No matter how many times I had seen them all, I loved to see them even again. To marvel at the vintage hotels, floral linen prints, exquisite jewels, magnificent landscapes inside the smooth pages of the magazine was amongst the simple charm of childhood. Among all those alluring images, the one I still remember vividly was of a beautiful vintage ‘spiral staircase’. I don’t know what was more beautiful; the staircase itself, the pretty lady coming downstairs from it, her Chiffon Saree, her wavy hair or the gentleman with her. Whatever it was, the photo got so imprinted in my memory that whenever today I see any beautiful staircase, it reminds me of that one.
Alhamdulillaah. God blessed me to see some of the most beautiful staircases, in reality, outside the pages of the magazine. All of them extremely elegant and stylish.
It is also interesting to know that in medieval times, spiral staircases were built out of stone in castles and were particularly made so tight that attacking swordsmen would be at a disadvantage. They even had uneven steps so the enemies would trip. Anyways, that times have passed. Now, they are just chic and graceful.
That day, I had been on the staircase hardly for a couple of minutes. However, that was enough for my Rabb to galvanize a soul for His message.
Alhamdulillaah. As it is now in my habit to say ‘Allaahuakbar’ ‘Allaahuakbar’ while going upwards, be it take-off, a trip to uphills, or simply upstairs; I said it. And, I try not to forget to mention ‘SubhanAllaah’, ‘SubhanAllaah’ while going downwards, be it flight-landing, return journey from hills or simply downstairs; so, I mentioned.
Suddenly I felt so much in awe of my Creator, Allaah Subhanahu Ta’aala.
I was not sitting on a prayer mat. I didn’t need to visit a monastery. I was very much embedded in the affairs of this World only. I was lost in the mystical and elegant nature of spiral staircases thinking about their versatile structures, that He gave me the opportunity to mention Him, remember Him & earn rewards.
While saying ‘Allaahuakbar’ while going upstairs, I genuinely felt that no matter how high this staircase might lead you or how high you reach in an airplane or in life, Allah is the Greatest and the Highest. When I turned back and came downstairs mentioning ‘SubhaanAllah’, I realised that it was me who is coming lower; Allah is free from all faults and He can never be lowered.
Jabir (May Allah be pleased with him) reported:
When we ascended (a height) we would proclaim: “Allahu Akbar (Allah is Greatest),” and when we descended (from the height) we would proclaim: “Subhan Allah (Allah is free from imperfection).”‘ [Al-Bukhari]
May Allaah help us to remember the essence of ‘Allaahuakbar’ in all ‘ups’ of our lives; and, to realise the spirit of ‘SubhanAllaah’ in all ‘downs’ of our lives.
May Allaah bless us all with ‘lisaan(an) Zaakira’ wa ‘Qalb(an) Khaashi’a. Aameen.