Rewaa Makkah: A Biography, Paperback Book, By: Hassan Ohrid

Thoughts of various pulling me and I extend from Meknes, where I was staying, to Casablanca airport to perform the Hajj, is one day estimated that I Sohd sand to the Holy Land has alienated from what I saw Rciss breeding and remnants of a culture? Do you correct this determination has renounced the past behind me noon? Is it a pilgrimage or an exploration?. And what exploration is it?. Did I not pay all the invitations I received to perform the Hajj, politely at times, and rudely, citing a saying attributed to Ahmed Shawqi, and the Khedive decided to send him to Hajj: “Everything but riding Beauty, O Effendina, did I not rebuke my mother alive My desire to perform Hajj grew, because I used to see what you do not see?. I used to see during the Hajj and the accidents of overcrowding, fires and victims were dangerous, and would I make my mother perish? Then what is the benefit for a person to circumambulator in the midst of the crowds, and to throw stones at a monument? So what is this journey that I took from a refusal of the Hajj arguing about its affairs to progress on it, and is it a return to the bosom that embraced me when I was still young, or is it an exploration of rituals and worship and standing on a huge gathering that is nothing but. Is it reconciliation with Islam, or is it A final estrangement that takes the form of a journey to stand on one of its aspects?. I recalled the precedent of an anthropologist who was moved by nostalgia for what he called his emotional home, so he performed the Hajj. But the pilgrimage and the manifestations that he witnessed only increased him from Islam, which is the possibility of the final estrangement. And after I will fulfil a vow that I made in a state of weakness. But the vow must be fulfilled, then my relative who lost her son, and I thought that I should send her and her husband for the Hajj to Lilswan, and she insisted that I accompany her, or else she would not go. And the travel documents. Which lit up and there was no trace of it on the host side. Did I not express relief at that time? My friend Abdul Rahman Abu Hamid called me, apologizing that the papers had been lost. and I am relieved of his embarrassment: No, Abd al-Rahman, goodness is in what God Almighty has chosen. In fact, I manage my joy if I am exempted from Hajj. I am free from the vow I made, and I am free from the edge of my relative. But Abu Hamid calls me after two days To say: Good news, brother Hassan, your papers were found. I entered the house with a burden and was on one of the inspection tours. At that time, the matter was serious. The Hajj is not in vain, even if one does not believe in it, it cannot be mocked. If I was blinded, it would have been better for me. But. I was in the heart of myself terrified of the matter. I knew that if I performed the Hajj, I must To turn a page of my life, and many things pulled me to my previous life, pleasures, a step. and a mirage, but I familiarized it with this mirage, and I was recalling a story attributed to a leader of the Umtoka tribe who went to Hajj, and he asked me which supplication calls for the Kaaba, so he was told The prayer of the Messenger of God: O Allah, enrich us with your lawful from your forbidden, and with your obedience from your disobedience." He replied: She is the pedestrians who were bound (the emirate went then), so if I went, then I would be deprived of enjoying what it was like. In March of 2002, the director of the nun was keen on the outskirts of Beirut, I was looking at the crowds of monks, reciting the Passover prayers. Their prayers were as melodious and sweet. I found in my notebooks one of those prayers: I knew that my path had stumbled, so I came to you to lead my steps. And you know that I love you, my Lord, and I wander like a boy and you are my passion. And my path has no companion but You, O God, O God. In Somewhere in that monastery I wrote this saying that has never left me: Do not leave this place until we convert. What is the use of going to Mecca for a pilgrim and visiting Medina if I do not convert? Is Hajj but migration? Migration in God is an experience of faith and taste, the writer went to it and in it - he drank its sweetness when meeting the honourable Kaaba, which was like a meeting with himself. It is only a ritual. Suddenly, yes, like water erupting from the depths, a story spurted out from within itself. Suddenly he stopped repeating, and the hadith of himself says: Next. Is life nothing but a response to the call of God. He alone has no partner. In every time and place .and tomorrow as a feather he feels light and energetic. And he did not know that this feeling would lead to a transformation in his life. To say all this is absurd. Many things were repulsing him, but many things were greater than them and filled his mind. Observing all of that. If he felt that he was observing vibrations of transformation in himself. Except that this strange feeling o