The Traveler of Pul-e-Sirat
I am crossing the Pul e sirat of the fire Ocean.
Countless ignoble, worthless and all the devils.
Dedicated angels are burning the dead bodies of everyone.
I asked the Fire-Worn Angels
Listen, you who burn the sinners—
You also burn equally.
What was your crime?
The Angles didn't give any answer.
They started showing busy-ness in their respective works
Again i asked them they didn't give any answer also.
But one Angle call and reply me
that they are not Angle
They are the old inhabitants of hell
Burn after burn, fire has become tolerable for them
Fire can't do anything on them.
Angle asked me, " Where do you go? ‘
I answered them that i have cross the Ocean of hell.
I will now go towards the Divine.
The Angle astonished, asked me,
"What are you saying?
You haven't crossed the Pul-e-Sirat!"
Extremely eager, the Angle then asked me,
"Where have you come from?
What is the name of that country?"
I smiled faintly, puffed out my chest, and said, "Bangladesh!"
The astonished Angle said, "May your journey be successful!
For those who come here from Bangladesh—
They need no Hashr, Meezan, Pul-e-Sirat, and no Hell.
Take the name of Allah, close your eyes, and go ahead."
I understood that I had mistakenly stepped onto the Pul-e-Sirat.
I started walking in the name of God.
God's shadow delivered me to the exact destination.
Still, I knelt and said, 'O God! If I have made a mistake, please forgive me.
• 'Pul-Sirat' (a bridge in Islamic eschatology).
• Resurrection (Hashr), no Scale (Meezan), no Bridge (Pul-e-Sirat), and no Hell (Dozakh).
• The astonished (Hell-dweller)
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