The weather is calm and beautiful. Its 4: 00 A.M and you hear the voice of Bilal, mellifluously raising the adhan…“Allahu Akbaru Allahu Akbar…” You feel refreshed. You get out of bed, make ablution, wear your best thawb, pray two raka’ah, and step out the door. You look around and it’s peaceful…the smell of fresh air. You begin heading towards the mosque until unexpectedly you bump into Abu Baker! What?? Subhanna Allah…it’s really him…the most beloved man the Prophet, peace be upon him! WOW! You remember his days in Makkah, the way he jumped in the crowd of mushrikeen to defend his beloved Prophet, peace be upon him, and the way he was beaten to the extent he fell unconscious. You shake his hand...you wish you can pause this moment...but Wait!! Look who is coming….it’s ‘Umar…whaaaaaaat? You begin screaming “Al faroooooq wait up” Imagine the sight of him…a man that the shayateen fear and run away from. Subhanna Allah. You exchange a brief word with him until you are interrupted by the sight of ‘uthman and Ali…oh how marvelous...you begin stare at Ali…thinking quietly…NOBODY ever dared to spar Ali! This is one of the most courageous men that ever existed…if someone stepped up to fight him…they died! Allahu Akbar! There there...‘uthman…just the way you pictured him…a light! MODESTY!! Ok…so you continue on your little journey when you see Sa’ad bin Mu’adh…subhanna Allah…he’s the one that the throne of Allah shook during his death! This is unbelievable…“Asalaaaaamu alaikom ya Sa’ad”… Then suddenly appears Abu Hurairah…he seems to be walking fast…he’s probably trying to look for the Prophet, peace be upon him….alright…who are these two guys? Oh man! Its Abdurahman bin ‘awf talking to Sa’ad bin Rabi’...and you catch the famous conversation they have…’ajeeb! Altruism. Ok, you are excited now; you want to see the trustworthy one! Where is he…oh wait...there he goes…Abu ‘ubaaaaaaaidah!! Allahu Akbar!! I see him…man…I have to come to your place after the prayer but its best we talk after pray...so you take another step to the mosque…and there is Talhah in front of you with a one hand paralyzed …subhanna Allah…this hand fought and protected the Prophet, peace be upon, him…a blessed hand it is!! Talking about bravery…Abu Dujanah…subhanna Allah…I can’t believe that I would ever see him…its abu Dujanah!! He walked boastfully on that day! I remember uhud well..his red band…killing everyone…wait…you hear the Quran being recited…who is that reading the Qur’an? Oh man…its Abdullah bin mas’ood and Abu Moosa Al-Ash’aree….both of them at once?!! This is too amazing…you just sit there a moment…listening to them.

That was nice but you realize that you have to make it for fajr, only 10 minutes left…

Subhanna Allah…is that who I think… its mu’ab!! You look at him and you remember his story… and then tears drip from your eyes…the way he was before…his sacrifice. But you hear you name being called out…is that huthayfaaa? Yes!! It’s him…Ok Ok…I’m coming…you know huthayfah is the one that holds the secret…yeah its him. You finally reach the mosque and outside…aer a group of people talking…you see Sa’ad bin abi waqas, sa’ad bin ‘badah, khubayb, salman, 'amr bin al ‘as, Mu’adh bin Jabal…all smiling and giving salam to one another…so you squeeze yourself in the crowd…and you look at each face…in awe of them and completely speechless.

Then the moment finally arrives and you walk in the mosque.

You praise Allah and step in with your right foot. You pass Abu Dhar…zayd bin harithah…Abu ayoub…and you keep walking until you reach the first line…you are in shock…standing in the first line in this mosque in MADINAH…and you glance to your right…subhanna allah…it's ’mar bin yassir…and to your left, it's Hamza…your getting a bit nervous now so you look to Hamza and all you can say is “I love you for the sake of Allah..” and before you could even finish…your heart stops.

Here he is…the love of my life…the most blessed man…and you weep in disbelief. You watch his every step…as he walks to lead the Salah. There he is, right in front of you…the man you obsessively dreamt of meeting…his face…so pure…his eyes…his hair…his voice…and right at that moment…you feel like running towards him and hugging him! You can’t…calm down...subhanna allah…I’ve waited for this moment all my life.

“Istawoo wa a3tadiloo…”

We will meet again Inshaa Allah...in paradise.

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Taken from: http://talk.islamicnetwork.com/showthread.php?t=3670