You have to be clear, although the reference is natural. But you have to be, because he really was officially and unoffi…

You have to be clear, although the reference is natural. But you have to be, because he really was officially and unofficially a man of the people, Grand Chief of the Greater Village, that is Tareem.

1. The first.
It’s not that Habib Ali Mashoor Bin-Hafidh is the brother of Habib Omar Bin-Hafidh. But Habib Omar Bin-Hafidh is the brother of Habib Ali Mashoor Bin-Hafidh. The eldest. And this way of approaching is from what I observed and learn from how they interact with one another, and others. Almost quite specifically them two over the other elders of Tareem. Habib Omar also took milk from Habib Ali Mashoor, which makes him also his father-by-nursing.

2. The trust.
There are many Muftis and he sat as head of the council. But more importantly, he’s a qadhi respected beyond Tareem. In a land where rule of the court may not be trusted or reliable, for people far from you to come to you to seek your judgment over a dispute, says a lot about the amount of sovereignity you earned.

3. When their father was kidnapped and disappeared, Habib Mashoor was based in Dow’an Valley, teaching the communities there where the Socialist Regime wasn’t so attentive. Twenty years of their conscious oppressive rule and animosity to religion meant that many long established traditions were interrupted, halted and perhaps lost. Habib Mashoor were among the key people who revived them, including going down to the ground teaching the young how to read basic Arabic script, guiding them until some of them became qualified Muftis. A Mathematics PhD Professor teaching kids 2 + 2 = 4 basically, and staying with him till he becomes a professor too.

His nickname was Mashoor. He was know as Habib Mashoor. His name was Habib Ali Mashoor bin Muhammad bin Salem Bin-Hafidh. He lived his life for people. I saw him in classes, gatherings, and multiple wedding engagements and lunches, honoring his host, humouring the guests.

May Allah be pleased with him, his family, his predecessors, his teachers and grant him the best outcome in Paradise – to be in the company of his father, the Prophet of Allah, Muhammad bin Abdullah (pbuh).

Al-fatihah. –
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Part Two. I’m not making this up. His son was my private teacher, his other son married my cousin, my good friend is his substitute driver.

He was often seen riding the back of a motorcycle, being sent to one of his classes by his son or assistant, holding his walking stick.

Before dawn, not wanting to bother his son, he walks to the central mosque which is farther by a few mosques nearer to his house – to fulfill his obligation as one of the imams there.

In Ramadhan after performing terawih elsewhere, he leads the among the last rounds of terawih in Tareem at the central mosque, which is about two hours before dawn breaks, late in the night.

He sometimes came to class early, and when he did, he’d sit and be reciting the Qur’an quietly from memory and only begin the lesson right on time – never earlier than promised.

When Habib Omar Bin-Hafidh was travelling abroad, he had no issues making his way across town being substitute to his much younger brother, for the Monday night public lessons at our school.

He also had a farm nearby, where he forbade his son, its manager, to use any form of chemicals. And once spent a day explaining the spiritual benefits and lofty stations of growing food, to a group of local farmers, as part of a course on agriculture.

This is a man in his eighties.

Al-fatihah.

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