Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Insha'Allah

Become a father, he said to me. When you become a father you will truly know love. I’m two hundred meters above sea level in the sky bar of the Burj al Arab, a 7 star hotel full of nothing but footballer’s wives and bad taste. It’s like Harrod’s threw up in here. And I’m chatting it down with two sheiks, me and these dudes quaffing the verbs as they explain the holiness of the Olive tree, quoting the Qur’an and translating as we go. One loses interest, turns back to the bar, munching on the holy fruits. The other, seeing his chance, changes, it’s like his aura visibly focuses; he goes from chat mode to stun. Truly you will know how your parents have love for you. How they carry you inside each day. Do not worry about income. As God provided for you, so he will provide for your family. You are young now, but the time is almost here for you. Raise them in the light; as God is light, raise them in him. And remember this moment; remember me. The right message at the right time, and right at that moment, I found something to live for.