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Jewels of an Entertainment Eid Fest – Part 3

Brotherhood is an amazing thing. No matter how many years difference, or how many miles apart, Islam unites us.

Our plan for Saturday was to take Zafar, Khaleel, and Mecca2Medina to Jersey Gardens outlet store and then head over to Brooklyn to Masjid Taqwa (Imam Siraaj Wahaaj’s Masjid). Before heading out we stopped at Dasham’s (Br. Dash) house. When we stopped there, two young girls came out. Hasan (Andalus group) told me that those are Dasham’s daughters. My reaction, “huh?! How old is dash?”

Hasan responded with saying, “How old does he look?“

I’m like, “twenty-five?“

Hasan said smiling, “He’s actually thirty-five. How old do you think I am?“

Raising my eyebrow I say, “You…I’d say look thirty-five.“

Hasan said, “I’m actually thirty-nine“

My reaction, “You’re almost old enough to be my father!“

Hasan laughs and responds, “I’m twenty-five at heart.“

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This reminded me of a moment I had with Shaykh Khalid Yasin. Some months back Shaykh Khalid invited me and a few of my friends over to his home for some business. We were eating in his kitchen. I asked, “Hold old are you?”

Shaykh Khalid asks, “How old do I look?“

Biting my lower lip I respond, “fifty?“

Shaykh Khalid responds, “I’m actually sixty.“

I’m like, “Woah, you’re almost old enough to be my grand father.“

Smiling, Shaykh Khalid responds, “but, I’m young enough to be your brother.“