Today is 12 Rabi-ul-Awal – and Eid Milad-un-Nabi – marking the birth anniversary of Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him).
I sit at the airport in New York awaiting my PIA flight to Lahore to be announced, knowing that the whole country will be decked up and glowing for the occasion. Cannot wait to be part of the festivities. On this, the birthday of the Rehmatulil Aalameen, I pray and wish for rehmat not only for the Prophet’s believers in Pakistan, but for all people in Aalameen. It seems to me that to personalize His (PBUH) rehmat as if it were only for the few who we think "got" the message right, is – it seems to me – to miss the entire message itself.
So, today, on this Eid Milad-un-Nabi, I pray in the name of the Rehmatulil Aalameen (PBUH) for rehmat for all aalameen, and for all people everywhere. May they – may we – be all blessed with peace.
To me part of the memories of Eid Milad-un-Nabi in Pakistan was always the amazingly powerful devotional poetry of the naat – and none better than from Muzaffar Warsi, who died recently. It is apt, then, to share one of his most famous naats on this auspicious day.