Today, 8th December,
2014 is a very special day to me. It is
an august day because it coincides with the anniversary of birth of a very
great friend of mine. And he has this to say about friendship which I will let
out when I talk about the power of friendship. I crave your indulgence to begin
like this;
In the Holy Quran,
friendship was chronicled in a chapter that is 110 verses long. The Chronicle
basically highlights how seven friends, the eighth of which was a dog left town
to distance themselves from the iniquities of their people. They therefore sought
refuge in a cave in order not incur the wrath of their wicked king and his
subjects whose indescribable debauchery and ignoble deeds have reached a fever
pitch high. This bond led them to their miraculous martyrdom in the cave. A
company formed for service to Allah. That is the power of friendship.
My short stint with
Christianity in the early nineties has imbued in me a strong sense of this weak
and fragile in skin yet strong and formidable in spirit thing called
friendship. My Sunday schools at Bishop Charles Agyin Asare’s Word Miracle Church now known as Perez
Chapel led me to the story of David and Jonathan. Their story captured in the
Book of Samuel of the Hebrew Bible is a story in which some medieval and Renaissance
theorists described as Romantic love and a true representation of
homosociality; same-sex relationships that are far from sexual activities. A
story filled with heightening sense of suspense.
Friendship over the
centuries has proven to be a very vibrant and viable force, a defier of all
odds, a harbinger of hope and a purveyor of a gale of love that is more
powerful that all hurricanes that have caused massive destructions to the world
lumped together.
To see how powerful
this thing called friendship is, let’s consider some statements made about it.
Imam Ali (as) stated: "Two true friends are a single
soul in different bodies." The same Imam Ali also stated “Friendship
transfers a stranger in to a relative."
In his book “Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the
Christian life”, Henri J.M. Nouwen said this “When we honestly ask ourselves
which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those
who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share
our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can
be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in
an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not
healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who
cares.”
Of all the statements made about this great abstract noun, I love the one made by a friend the most. Before I unleash this poignant statement made by him, I’ll love to first make him known to the world.
This friend was born in the early nineties. We met last two decades and the bond kept increasing as the days unfolded. He is named Hamza Ayub. Presently there is a third name added to it to make it Hamza Hajj Ayub. In the school in which we met, I was then in class two when he was in class one. We had a special interest in him due to the fact he rode a bicycle and as young as we were, fascination was an understatement of how we felt when he rode past us. Another reason was that he is the son of one of the foremost scholars we have in Nima. As fate will have it, we found ourselves in the same class because I had to repeat the class due to the severity of my truancy by then. And that’s where the spirit of comradeship started till today as I make the letters on my keyboard dance on the monitor.
Of all the statements made about this great abstract noun, I love the one made by a friend the most. Before I unleash this poignant statement made by him, I’ll love to first make him known to the world.
This friend was born in the early nineties. We met last two decades and the bond kept increasing as the days unfolded. He is named Hamza Ayub. Presently there is a third name added to it to make it Hamza Hajj Ayub. In the school in which we met, I was then in class two when he was in class one. We had a special interest in him due to the fact he rode a bicycle and as young as we were, fascination was an understatement of how we felt when he rode past us. Another reason was that he is the son of one of the foremost scholars we have in Nima. As fate will have it, we found ourselves in the same class because I had to repeat the class due to the severity of my truancy by then. And that’s where the spirit of comradeship started till today as I make the letters on my keyboard dance on the monitor.
Now to the beef of all
this needless description, this friend has the cardinal aspect of what
friendship entails; brotherhood. He is kind. He is generous to the point of
negligence. He never loses touch of a friend in need or a friend in
despondence.
All friends will attest
to the fact that he has what it takes to also offer his thoughts on the subject
matter of discussion. And he has offered it aptly and rightly.
After considering the bond that led the seven friends to the cave and the same bond that kept David and Jonathan together and other references in the dim recesses of history, he came to a very powerful conclusion. And this is it:
After considering the bond that led the seven friends to the cave and the same bond that kept David and Jonathan together and other references in the dim recesses of history, he came to a very powerful conclusion. And this is it:
“Beyond the horizon of
friendship lies brotherhood.”
Happy earthday Hamza
Hajj Ayub. I wish you more birthdays because “Statistics show that those who have
more birthdays live longer.”
NB: The writer is a National Service Person at the Graphic
Communications Group Limited.
Thank you elephantly bro
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