Allah’s Help and the Value of Parents
There are moments in life that shake you to your core, and one of the most terrifying moments is seeing your parents in pain while feeling completely helpless. I have lived through such a moment—one that remains fresh in my heart even today.
I was only 14 years old when my father suffered a sudden heart attack. Panic filled our home, and we quickly arranged for a car to rush him to Multan. At that time, Nishtar Hospital had no dedicated cardiac ward, and Pervez Elahi Cardiology was still under construction. Our only hope was prayer.
As we made our way, my father’s condition worsened. He was vomiting, weak, and struggling to stay conscious. Then, as soon as we reached Shershah Bypass, he suddenly asked the driver to stop the car. My brother-in-law was with us, and my father looked at him and said something that shook me to my core:
"Take care of my children. I cannot go any further!"
Hearing those words, my world came crashing down. I felt frozen—my throat tightened, and my voice refused to come out. Even the driver, upon hearing this, got out of the car in shock, as if trying to escape from the weight of the moment. But I gathered whatever strength I had, looked at the driver, and signaled him to drive.
By the grace of Allah, we reached the hospital in time. The doctors immediately took my father to the emergency ward and prescribed an injection that cost 2,800 rupees. We checked our pockets and could only gather 2,400 rupees—just 400 rupees short, but at that moment, it felt like an impossible amount.
I sat at the hospital pharmacy, my heart heavy with fear and helplessness. My brother-in-law managed to buy the injection and took it inside. When he reached my father, my father said:
"Send my son to me. I want him by my side."
He immediately came back, handed me 400 rupees, and said, “Your father is calling you.” I ran inside, held my father’s hand, and in that moment, I realized just how deep a parent’s love for their child truly is.
Alhamdulillah! Allah’s mercy prevailed. Time passed, my father recovered, and on August 18, 2008, he successfully underwent bypass surgery. Today, he is still with us, and I pray that Allah keeps him in good health and grants him a long life.
This experience taught me the greatest lesson of my life:
There are moments when a person feels completely powerless, lost, with no way forward.
But Allah never abandons His creation—He tests us, but He also provides solutions.
The most precious treasure in life is not wealth, but the presence of parents. No amount of money or insurance can replace their warmth and love.
This is why, when a State Life Insurance manager once approached me and said,
“Get an insurance policy for your father. If anything happens to him, you will receive a good amount of money.”
I smiled and replied:
"Brother, I pray day and night for my father’s long life, not for the money I’d get after he’s gone!"
This is the mindset every child should have. True success lies in serving our parents, and true wealth lies in trusting Allah’s mercy.
May Allah bless my parents and keep the parents of all His believers safe and healthy. Ameen!