Now lets imagine you have already died, as we know you are now all alone in your grave, regardless what age group you came to your permanent resting place. Did you finish all your work? And all of your desires? And all of the commitments, which made you crazy when you were alive? And who is not take caring of your business, jobs, or your family? Did you make sure all of your doors of your property has been locked? Is it possible you can go from your grave and check?

See how your desires and your showing off, and your commitments made you ignorant of your creator?

Now the angels are going to ask you the first question:

1. Who is your lord?

Do you remember when you slept, and you had good dreams and you were there? You are now going to feel the same way all of a sudden, when your eye will open in the grave, the real never ending life. But, how did your life keep you busy, when you woke up in the morning, you use to remember what? Your daily worldly routines, and how hipper you use to be when you woke up, because you were a very successful and busy person, you use to know what to do. 

You will be under the impression that you are under the same type of dream, instead of realizing your provider, Allah. You will think which provider is he talking about? I use to earn my money, in USD, or British pounds, Swiss Francs, Japanese Yen, or German Marks. I use to buy required things through those currencies, I never realized who is my provider, I knew my only provider was money, because I could not buy my luxuries, food, ect, during my successful lifetime. And when I experienced the greatest pain I never felt before, my death. I tried my best at the time to pay all my assets and earnings, each and every cent to relive my pain, which I suffered from the tip of my toes, to my brain, each and every pores of my body was aching, it felt like someone was using thorns and needles to remove my soul, where were all the doctors and specialists. And all of those top quality medicines, which use to give me relief during my lifetime, why did it not help me this time? why did my money not work? Or why did the brain of my doctors or specialists not work? I always use to depend on them so much, now what happened, what mistake did I make? Why did these things not work? When I experienced the most pain I never felt before. I heard my family members screaming "He is dead now, what is going to happen now? Who is going to earn this money to pay our expenses?", and some of them were worrying after crying for 10 or 15 minutes that who is going to clean my body, and put me in my coffin, and what time to read my funeral prayer at the time of Dhuhr or Asr? And which graveyard was I going too. Some of them were thinking what was going to happen to the property, who will be taking over that property? And they were arguing about something they never earned, but they wanted to take from each other as much as they could take. But I am the one who they put inside this grave, and they left with there busy routines, and they were thinking that was a unfortunate person who died, and they were so confident that they would never die, because they were thinking as though they were from some special material. And all of my loving family members are worried to know what is the validity of my life insurance policy, and they hope it is not expired, and that all the premium was paid by me, and if everything was up to date, then they would say thanks god I was a very nice and responsible person, who really took care of the family, my family members after a few days they would go after the insurance broker to catch the policy and have the best comfort plans and investments so they never have any trouble in there life, and once in a while they would remember me by chance, but now all the sins there making through this money which they never earned, and they got easy money, all of the sins they commit will be coming on shoulders, what I left behind for them. But if there was no life insurance or, it was not valid then, you can imagine they would be saying how careless and irresponsible he was, he left us in troubles only.

Because your mind was fully stored, all your worries were about this world. So what deeds you use to do in this world, because your habits are the same, so in your grave you will act the same way. You never practiced and stored in your brain, about who was your actual provider, Allah (SWT). 

Now I realized how Allah was my provider, because I never paid him a cent when I used to use my brain and intelligence from his mercy to think right, to perform my daily tasks in a proper manner, to earn my money and pay my expenses, in order to enjoy the luxury of my lifetime. If my brain was not working properly, I would of never made the right decision. Or my eye balls which was full of water, and the back were veins and blood, attached to my brain, which was providing me light, to perform or enjoy the feelings of my lifetime. And my ears, when I use to listen, so I can act and enjoy my feeling, or when I use to talk, who was transmitting my talking from my throat. Why was I so ignorant at the time of my life? Why did I not realize my reality, and why was I after my worldly matters, which now is useless for me? Is there anyway I can run away from this reality I am experiencing right now. When I was alive, it was very simple to say "Allah", but never realized it. My best friends,  who use to teach me to learn the things to make me successful in worldly matters, I always only worried about degrees, diplomas, status, wealth from wrong or right way, to show I am successful and smart. Now nothing is helping me,  and my body is leaving me also and dissolving each and every second, towards being completely decayed. 

Now while you are in your grave, you realize that was only a transit of the soul, it is just like you are traveling from one destination to another destination, and you stay at a certain place in transit to catch your plane, and then you are flying towards your final destination.

Every soul was coming to the same destination, why did we never realize that when we use to be in the world? Whenever we heard about someone who died, we use to just say "Sorry to hear that." And we had so much confidence, that this person died, but I will never go anywhere.

Now how can I answer to the questioner, who is asking me who was my Lord. I wish I could go back to this world, what type of trouble is starting now, where are my friends, and my family members? Why did they leave me here? I have been so nice to them in my lifetime, and where is my telephone to call someone for help?

And now I realize that I came to the world in my mothers' womb alone. Allah who loved me a lot, I ignored him. Who wanted to help me in my life, and after my death. What kind of loser I was, that I ignored this, the real help, and all of the mercy from Him, which I never had a chance in this world to realize about Allah, when he sent me prophets, and messengers, I use to joke about them, or think that they were outdated and backward thoughts.

Where are all my comforts, when I use to feel cold, I would open the heating, and when I use to feel hot, I would open my fan or air conditioning.