Islamic Folklore The Whale of Prophet Yunus AS (Jonah) English Edition E-Book

Jannah Firdaus Mediapro

• Herausgeber: Jannah Firdaus Mediapro Studio
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

Islamic Folklore The Whale of Prophet Yunus AS (Jonah) English Edition Based From The Noble Quran And Al-Hadith.

Then the whale swallowed him, and he was blameworthy. Had he not been of those who glorify Allah, he would certainly have stayed in its belly until the Day of Resurrection. (The Holy Quran Surah As-Saffat)

As I turned around in the surging sea, my body formed the shape of the Arabic letter (Noon) on the water. I bent my body and struck the turbulent ocean tides with my tail with a sound like rolling thunder.

After my tail struck the water, it surged forth in waves, leaping again to the surface of the sea like a giant waterfall. All things turn downward on both land and sea including the breath of creatures, the falling fruit and gushing waterfalls. 

The great whale of the sea breathes out forming a waterfall that churns upward then spirals down again into the sea from whence it came. The whale does not need hands to propel the water that surges around it. 

Every splashing gush of water propelled by the movement of the massive whale praises and glorifies Allah, the Creator of all things. I hit the waves again using my tail and listened to the sound carried by the wind as it exploded into the air like the first one.

I know that when I collide with the waves, the sound of the clash can be heard from miles away and frightens thousands of creatures in the sea but in fact, this is simply a small part of the power of Allah, as the sea and wind trembles with fear in front of the Owner of all power.

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Islamic Folklore The Whale of Prophet Yunus AS (Jonah) English Edition

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Jannah Firdaus Mediapro

2019

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Prolog

Then the whale swallowed him, and he was blameworthy. Had he not been of those who glorify Allah, he would certainly have stayed in its belly until the Day of Resurrection. (The Holy Quran As-Saffat: 142-144)

As I turned around in the surging sea, my body formed the shape of the Arabic letter (Noon) on the water. I bent my body and struck the turbulent ocean tides with my tail with a sound like rolling thunder.

After my tail struck the water, it surged forth in waves, leaping again to the surface of the sea like a giant waterfall. All things turn downward on both land and sea including the breath of creatures, the falling fruit and gushing waterfalls. The great whale of the sea breathes out forming a waterfall that churns upward then spirals down again into the sea from whence it came. The whale does not need hands to propel the water that surges around it. Every splashing gush of water propelled by the movement of the massive whale praises and glorifies Allah, the Creator of all things.

I hit the waves again using my tail and listened to the sound carried by the wind as it exploded into the air like the first one.

I know that when I collide with the waves, the sound of the clash can be heard from miles away and frightens thousands of creatures in the sea but in fact, this is simply a small part of the power of Allah, as the sea and wind trembles with fear in front of the Owner of all power.

The Whale of Prophet Yunus AS (Jonah) English Edition

In spite of being the most powerful creature in the sea, I am weaker than running water in front of Allah. I may be the giant of the sea but my true crown is made of truthfulness and the richness of reality. Both these things, the truth and reality, constitute the supreme power that can be found in Allah's creation. I was crowned in the water with my ability to bend myself in all kinds of shapes. I was given that might, which even I myself cannot comprehend but my whole being bows down before it.

I moved my tail and sped off.

All oceans and seas are my home. The outstretched blue water under me is the paper on which I record my story and no miracle is similar to that of writing on water or walking over it. No one can walk over water except for the Prophets. Walking over water is restricted to those who are truthful and sincere in both word and deed. The land however, is trodden by liars who are created from dust. Writing upon stones remains seen to curious onlookers but there exists that which sinks beneath the depths of the sea and disappears, keeping the secret recorded and herein lies its greatness, which is borrowed; The borrowed greatness of water.

All great creatures of the universe seek the brilliancy of eternal greatness. They realize in the depth of their hearts that death is the natural end of all things. All creatures know this fact deeply and intuitively except the human being. He, in his foolishness, remains oblivious of this fact. Man! The only one who dares to try and make a god of himself. The one who eludes himself that he will live this worldly life forever. If it was possible for my wild mouth to laugh mockingly, I would do so, but I cannot laugh as I know nothing except to frown gloomily and be serious.

I do not like human beings and this applies for all the whales. It is an old enmity based on a story that will be mentioned later. Remembering the human being makes my blood boil and so I go down into the furthest depths and then I collide with the water using my tail and return to its surface. Here on the surface of the sea, I jump up towards the sky! A giant leap which is the prostration of whales. People prostrate on the ground while whales prostrate towards the sky as it is, after all, their ground.

I swim in the northern seas where the eye of the sun does not wink nor set. I see the sun as a yellow disk drowned in green water. The open brilliance of the sun, which spreads out upon the water, suggests loneliness, which is the usual companion of the truly great in the world.

No one can compare to a sperm whale in its greatness.

From among all sperm whales that swim under the water, Almighty Allah chose me to swallow Yunus (Jonah). I knew only after swallowing him that he was a Prophet. I confess that it was the most difficult experience I ever had in all my long life.

Whales do not sweat ...

Whales do not shed tears in tenderness or love ...

However, I did sweat and cry.

I was careful that no creature would see me while I was weeping -My position and standing in the water is like an unscratcl1ed old throne and I would not like that it be scarified.

I have a body that is longer than a middling island. I weigh equivalent to one hundred thousand rocks. When such a huge body plunges into the depths of the sea, it makes the most dangerous sharks burst forth in fear until they crash their bodies onto the rocks because of their great fear.

Despite having such great power, I wept.

I do not want to end my story before starting it. What I have experienced was so great and hard that it led me to be overcome by il1ness.

My intestines began unwell and I knew I was approaching death.

I shook my head, and my tail moved in a semicircle and burst forth.

I write down on the water ...

Water swallows the secret while I continue writing.

Millions of years ago when the sea was as young as a child, my grandparents were living on the land.