I can’t stop thinking about Touba, our beloved City in fact the only place on earth created for one single purpose and it is to worship Allah the best way possible and follow the footsteps of our beloved Prophet SAW. Its founder Serigne Touba Khadimou Rassoul has proved to world beyond any reasonable doubt that there’s only one God, and the Prophet SAW is his messenger. The Colonial power happened to be in a wrong place at the wrong time, dealing with the wrong man. The man in white as he was often called, broke every rule that stood between him and his mission, to a point where they have to do something to get rid of him. Every attempt failed, and the only choice they had left was to exile him away from the shores of his motherland. Somewhere in Saint Louis in 1895 a sentence was read out to him, confirming what millions of his followers feared the most. The thought of being separated from this man who is everything to them was unbearable to many. Some despite being true Muslims could not simply take it in. The schism is unthinkable, so many others were willing to stand against the white men (as they were called) to fight to death to prevent the deportation from happening. The dichotomy was written so it was to happen. Little they knew then, it was the best thing that could happen to the world. As the colonial powers was planning, Allah was planning too. There’s no doubts as to whom is on the side of God here, so there can only be one winner. Many so called Cheikh in secret were happy with the decision the of Colonials, because Serigne Touba was a threat, they envied him because his fluency in Quran and Everyone and everything were simply going to his direction. Any-one with a good heart knew that he was the man of the century, No one ever seen someone like him, he was unique in every way. People criss-crossed Senegal’s woodland in search of his where about. The comfort and the happiness people used to have sitting near him was unforgettable and nearly un-describable. Later on in life all the account being told end up with emotions and tears so one can never get the whole of it out, other than the same lines or the famous three dots. Serigne Touba was finally at sea, in a ship travelling south in the open ocean. Before he left, he said to one his brothers “Mame Thierno! I will be back Insh’allahu Rabbi, I’m not going anywhere other than where God wants me to be”. He did come back almost 8 years later, he later on wrote: hadn’t it been this trip, I would never be able to achieve this Baraka of ALLAH. MURIDISM quickly grew stronger and stronger until it became apparent that Serigne Touba has truly won the requital of God. The colonial powers capital Paris was later captured by NAZZI GERMANY, and the whole of France was under Hitler’s dictatorship. That is what happen to people fighting against a Man of God. France was later rescued on D day by the Allied troops including the tirailleurs Senegalais some of whom were disciples of Serigne Touba. 100 years to the the year he returned from exile, Senegal was playing against France, the opening game of the world cup 2002, the score was 1:0 to Senegal most of the players were wearing T-shirts that had Serigne Touba and his familys pictures printed on them. Although Football has no value Islamically but ALLAH is the master of the universe and everything happen for a reason. The enemies of Touba are slowly emerging out of nowhere, and they all got one thing in common, and it is to wipe it completely out of the map. If we let this happened I know they will never be able to, the exile and everything Serigne Touba stood for will simply vanish like it never existed in the first place. It is time to act and show how much we appreciate what Serigne Touba has done for us and to ensure those after us will enjoy it as much as we have. Wassalam.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 11:42:55 +0000
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