My Personal Recollections of Moulana Noor Ahmad Trali(r.a)
Lau Malakun yunadee Kula Youmin, Ladu lil maut i wabnu lil kharabi Everyday an angel piercingly proclaims , Beget thee for death,make thee for destruction This couplet recited often by Moulana flashes him before our eyes & reverberated internet after his death It was cold wintry December 2020 morning .His corpse remained laid down outside his office at verandah ,with a sea of people regretting his loss as though he was their own, people came greeting ,crying and kissed his face and stroked his white beard. His eyes were so shut it seemed that he was in deep midnight's sleep and would rise the pulpit soon.His pulpit felt painfully hollow ,his mosque gloomy and his people were still in denial .I was standing near the grill of vernadah .His smile flashed over and over again vividly before my eyes.To his left was room full of memories & stories where we have had our Sunday discussions on virtually any subj...