Blogtober ’21 The Angel of Death

“It was early in the morning at four, When death knocked upon a bedroom door. Who is there? The sleeping one cried. I’m Malakul Maut (Angel Of Death), let me inside. At once, the man began to shiver, As one sweating in deadly fever, He shouted to his sleeping wife, Don’t let him take away my life. Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone; I’m not ready yet.”

Full poem available at Islam Peace

The Angel of Death

Growing up in a South Asian house hold religion was part of life for us, not forced but just there. Prayers or shabads (religious songs/stories) would be on in the background as we got ready for school or whilst mum was busy cooking or doing some other chores. I guess it was a way of bringing peace and spirituality into the home and to remind us of our history and identity. At the time, listing to the prayers was very calming and I enjoyed finding meaning in the stories and songs.

At home we were only ever taught about our religion; Sikhism. We had PSE (Personal and Social Education) at school in which we skimmed over other religions but when it came to home, we were Sikh. When we tried to have conversations about other religions, we would either be told something that conflicted with other religions or there was an air of discomfort so we dropped the questioning.

But we live in a very big world and we are curious by nature. I was hungry for knowledge of other religions and spiritual teachings, if for nothing else but to deepen my understanding of God. As I grew older and my circle of friends widened, I came into contact with people from all backgrounds and faiths. They didn’t necessarily have a different understanding of life per se, just a different route. A bit like 5+5 =10 but then so is 6+4 and 3+7 and so on. I’d also encountered people who held extreme or no views about religion. War’s are constantly waged around the globe under the guise of religion. The more I lived in the world, the more painful it became to hold on to just one world view. I questioned religion and it’s role in society.

My mum says “in life only one thing is guaranteed and that is Death”. Even our birth is not a given, it is a miracle that you and I are here given the arduous journey of the egg and sperm. So, if we all know that we ALL have one destination, and there is no bargaining – what are we living for? What are we fighting for? Why are we wasting our energy hating each other and ourselves?

Funnily enough, I feel like I have found the answer through spirituality. My theory is this; if we don’t take what is written in our book(s) as literal, but instead as a guide of what life can offer while we are here – then I believe we may be able to have a better experience on this planet. In my humble opinion, I don’t believe religion is as rigid as it is taught. All religions are surely just us wanting to learn more about who we are, our human potential and our personal connection to God – what ever we may believe ‘God’ to be.

Having listened to many Metaphysicians like Florence Schoval Schinn, Neville Goddard and neuroscientist Dr Joe Dispenza talk about man’s search for himself, I am slowly beginning to open up to the idea that our religious books could in fact be “self help books” complete with magic and spells. They are full of tools to power our imagination, a kind of manual written/translated into many different languages; example The Guru Granth Sahib, The Qu’ran, The Bible, The Torra and The Bhavgita.

This of course is all opinion, however it works for me to be able to navigate this crazy world. As I begin to understand people I slowly and surely begin to understand myself. Please note that I am in not pressing upon you how you should connect to your Lord or indeed believe that God exists – that is for you and you alone to decide. I am merely here musing this interesting life we have chosen to live.

So perhaps, in order for us to come to terms with the cycle of life, our religious texts offer us stories of different characters, in the guise of Angels & Demons, Devils & Saints. These spiritual beings walk us through different stages of life – preparing us for the final character. Death. Perhaps the meaning of life is Death.

Mulk-ul-Maut, Azreal or The Angel of Death

The Angel of Death; Malak-ul-Maut or Azreal is referenced in Islam, some traditions of Judaism and in Sikhism. Azrael is a special Angel and holds a rather benevolent role as God’s angel of death, wherein he acts as ‘the guide of souls’. His only responsibility is transporting the souls of the deceased after their death. Wikipedia. Malak-ul-Maut’s arrival in Islamic scriptures and folklore is described as follows; Malak-ul-Maut is said to appear horrifying to the unjust and comforting to the righteous. He sit’s, silently weeping under a great tree, which contains the names of all on the leaves. He waits for them to drop, signalling the reaping of a soul.

Death is depicted in many different ways and there are many fantastical depictions of The Angel of Death. And, although this is more of a spiritual conversation the idea of death can also tie in with Halloween. Perhaps it may inspire ideas for your Halloween Fancy Dress party as images range from pure horror to angelic beauty, much like the teaching of life – it is all open to interpretation. What fascinates me more though, is how do people know what Malak-ul-Maut looks like? For if he comes for you at the end of your days… how do you live to tell the tale…

Picture 1 Islam Peace and full poem of “I am Malak-ul-Maut”
Picture 2 Beautifully Islam
Picture 3 A welcoming depiction of the Archangel of Death, as usually attributed to Azrael, by Evelyn De Morgan, 1881.[1]



3 thoughts on “Blogtober ’21 The Angel of Death

  1. Was very intrigued reading this post I learned something new about Islam and honestly couldn’t agree more with what you said about the Bible being a self help guide book. Interesting post.. ☕️Happy Friday

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