The next day, I wanted to perform Salah in Raudah-tul-Jannah. I did not want to repeat my mistake from the previous day, and therefore decided to locate an English speaking person. By the will of Allah, an Iranian brother agreed to help me. He took me towards a crowd of people, and as we got closer to the area known as Raudah-tul-Jannah, it became increasingly congested. My chest was pressed against the back of the person standing in front of me, whilst I was being squashed by the force of people pressing against me from the back, I found it difficult to breath, as my chest was unable to expand. But I reassured myself and continued.
The brother had led me to Raudah-tul-Jannah, but due to the number of people standing in the area, all looking for a spot to pray, it was impossible to perform Salah. The brother led me to a pillar located within Raudah-tul-Jannah, and asked a second brother to protect my back. Whilst I stood next to the pillar, the second brother stood behind me and the first brother extended his arms and pressed his hands against the pillar, protecting my body, and said “make your intention for Salah”. I wasted no time and performed two Rak’at Salah. It was a truly amazing experience and I am grateful to Allah for sending the two brothers to help me.
By now, I was content with my experience in Madinah, and I was so grateful to Allah. Whilst in Madinah, I was so overwhelmed by the peace and tranquillity. I loved spending time at the Prophet’s (pbuh) mosque. Therefore, speaking to family back home was a rare occurrence. However, one evening, I decided to call my mum. I told her about the amazing experiences I had and she was clearly overwhelmed with joy. My mum advised me to visit Jannat al-Baqi. She explained that at the end of every Salah, a large crowd of people make their way from the mosque to Jannat al-Baqi to bury the dead, and said that I should go with them.
The next day, as I wanted to be at the front row of the crowd visiting Jannat al-Baqi, I decided to pray outside the mosque. At the end of Salah, I rushed out of the gates of the mosque and made way towards what I thought was Jannat al-Baqi. I looked around me and there were only a few people, in no real rush, casually walking. At that point, I knew I was going towards the wrong direction. I looked behind me and saw a large crowd of people running in the opposite direction. At that point, I changed course and ran towards the crowd.
As soon as I reached the crowd, a group of brothers rushed past me whilst carrying a body. Then, another group of brother started passing me whilst carrying another body, and at the point I held onto the body, helping the brothers carry the deceased. I could not believe what I was doing; I was so happy and grateful to Allah. Allah is the best of planners; I wanted to be at the front row of the crowd whilst entering Jannat al-Baqi, but Allah had planned something better for me, He wanted me to help carry a deceased brother to the brother’s grave.
Whilst running with the body, I could not stop smiling; I could not believe how lucky I was. Once we got to the grave, I helped bury the deceased brother, and I got the opportunity to speak the family he was leaving behind.
The family told me that as soon as the brother arrived in Madinah, he kept saying, “if only Allah made me a resident of Madinah, such a beautiful and peaceful place”. It was clear that Allah had answered his prayer.
Having realised what I had just been a part of, I became very emotional. Whilst tears ran down my cheeks, I asked Allah to grant the deceased brother the highest rank in Jannah, and to grant all of us death in such a blessed place.