Today we are going to start Surah Ar-Rehman the most profound , heavy and prestigious Surah of the Holy Quran. We will start from Verse No. 01 , Surah No. 55.
The most merciful.
|By Word||Root word||No. of Instances |
in The Holy Quran
|Meaning||First Placement||Last Placement|
|اَلرَّحْمٰنُ||ر ح م||563||The most merciful||Verse No. 00 |
Surah No. 01
|Verse No. 00 |
Surah No. 114
The first placement of the root word اَلرَّحْمٰنُ is in Verse No. 00 Surah No. 01 in the opening chapter of the Holy Quran and the last placement of the root word is Verse No. 00 Surah No. 114. Elif Shafak in her book Forty Rules of Love shared a conversation between great saint Shams of Tabriz and a beggar. She painted the scene as follows .
Bristling with irritation , I sat under the maple tree. I continued to be angry at Rumi for his flamboyant speech on suffering – a subject he clearly knew little about. The shadow of the minaret inched its way across the street.Half dozing ,half eyeing the passersby , I was about to fall asleep when I caught sight of a dervish I had never seen before. Dressed in black rags , holding a large staff in his hand , with no facial hair and a tiny silver earring in one ear , he looked so different that I couldn’t help fixing my gaze upon him.
As his eyes scanned left and right , it didn’t take the dervish long to notice me. Instead of ignoring my presence, the way people who saw me for the first time always did, he put his right hand on his heart and greeted me as if we were two old friends. I was so stunned I looked around just to make sure he wasn’t greeting someone else. But there was only me and the maple tree. Dazed , confused , I nonetheless put my hand on my heart and greeted him back.
Slowly the dervish walked toward me. I lowered my gaze, expecting him to leave a copper coin in my bowl or hand me a piece of bread. But instead he knelt down to my eye level.
“Selamum aleykum, beggar”he said.
“Alekum selam,dervish”I responded. My voice sounded hoarse and strange to me. It had been such a long time since I’d felt the need to speak to anyone that I had almost forgotten what my voice sounded like.
He introduced himself as Shams of Tabriz and asked my name, I laughed. “What does a man like me need a name for?” “Everybody has a name,” he objected. “God has countless names, Of those , only ninety-nine are know to us. If God has so many names, how can a human being who is very reflection of Him go around without a name?”
I didn’t know how to respond to that and so didn’t even try. Instead I conceded, ” I had a wife and a mother once. They used to call me Hasan.”
“Hasan it is ,then” The dervish nodded. Then, to my surprise , he gave me a silver mirror. “Keep it, “he said. “A good man in Baghdad gave it to me, but you need it more than I do. It will remind you that you bear God within you.”
Our condition is more or less is same as the situation of Hasan the beggar. We need a mirror which will remind us that we also bear God within us .We should start our cleansing journey with Zikr of اَلرَّحْمٰنُ .Allah Subhan O Talah has chosen اَلرَّحْمٰنُ as the first attribute and he introduced Himself in the opening verse of the Holy Quran. In the Name of Allah—the Most Compassionate, Most Merciful. “بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ”