{"id":1018,"date":"2026-06-20T18:01:13","date_gmt":"2026-06-20T18:01:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sunsitejo.com\/en\/?p=1018"},"modified":"2026-06-20T18:01:15","modified_gmt":"2026-06-20T18:01:15","slug":"stories-from-my-life-the-torment-of-suspicion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sunsitejo.com\/en\/stories-from-my-life-the-torment-of-suspicion\/","title":{"rendered":"Stories from My Life: The Torment of Suspicion"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In 2003, I saw a dream in which I was circumambulating the Kaaba. Then, I saw a door beneath it open for me. I entered and found a small group of people sitting inside. There was a microphone resembling those used for recording audio, surrounded by a round mesh screen. I stood before it\u2014I don&#8217;t remember whether I called the Adhan (call to prayer) or said something else\u2014but whatever it was, it was beautiful and moving.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Shortly after, I was offered a position in Saudi Arabia as a project manager for computerizing the water and other facilities network using state-of-the art technology that I had built expertise in. It was a major project covering all of Riyadh. Although I disliked engaging in work that could consume me in the relentless pursuit of worldly gain\u2014a fear I carried\u2014I was encouraged by the dream. I felt I might serve the religion in some meaningful way through this opportunity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When I arrived at the company headquarters, I was welcomed by the department head overseeing my project. He accompanied me as we visited other departments, introducing me generally and specifically to my project team. In one room, a staff member approached and embraced me warmly, even kissing me on the cheek. I was taken aback because I didn\u2019t recognize him. When he sensed my confusion\u2014and others noticed it too\u2014he said, \u201cI\u2019m so-and-so from Jordan.\u201d I replied, \u201cAh, welcome!\u201d I recalled that my only previous interaction with him was once entering a drafting room at the Ministry of Water in Jordan and greeting everyone present\u2014he had been one of them. I felt a bit embarrassed for his sake, as he clearly expected me to remember him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anyway, the project&#8217;s headquarters was at the Ministry of Water and Electricity in Riyadh. Our team included staff from the company (from various Arab nationalities) and employees from the ministry (Saudi nationals). Our responsibility was to train them to take over project operations after the contract ended. I held a meeting and told the staff: \u201cI have two goals for this project: First, that we complete the work with excellence and on time; second, that each of you feels relaxed and happy, without any stress or pressure. I hope that when you go home at the end of the day and sit with your children, you feel no anxiety or tension about work. That thought brings me immense joy, and I will strive to make it happen. Also, I am ready to help any of you with personal matters\u2014not just work\u2014if I can. I\u2019ll do my best to assist you in any way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I also told them that I wouldn\u2019t impose fixed working hours. Instead, the work would be divided into tasks with specific deadlines. Anyone who completed their daily task early could leave for the day. For tasks that spanned multiple days, if someone could complete a week\u2019s worth of work in two or three days, they could take the rest of the week off and still be counted as present.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I offered other benefits as well: I added an extra day off, reducing the workweek from six to five days to match the ministry\u2019s schedule. I allocated a budget for this and did my best to create a comfortable environment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Oddly, I noticed that my words and this system didn\u2019t seem to bring comfort. Instead, the staff seemed confused and unsettled, which puzzled me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Once, a Sudanese employee approached me and asked me to sign a statement that he had completed his assigned work. I asked in surprise, \u201cWhy do you want that?\u201d He replied, \u201cJust to have it documented.\u201d I told him, \u201cNo one will question you as long as you follow the system I\u2019ve put in place. But if you don\u2019t want to benefit from the flexibility and prefer to stay in the office, that\u2019s fine too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Still, the unease and distress among the staff persisted\u2014it felt as if they were being crushed by anxiety. I felt disappointed because I couldn\u2019t achieve my goal of making them comfortable, and I didn\u2019t understand why.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">One day, after a visit to the main company office, I was heading to my car when someone called out, \u201cMohammed! Someone hit your car and drove off. My friend is chasing him.\u201d I asked where the damage was; he pointed it out, and I said, \u201cNo problem.\u201d Shortly, his friend returned with the man who hit my car and the police. The man was a well-dressed young Bengali wearing a necklace. He apologized, explaining he hadn\u2019t realized he\u2019d hit my car and hadn\u2019t meant to flee. I said, \u201cIt\u2019s fine,\u201d and told the police I didn\u2019t want anything from him. One officer said they still had to take him to the station for paperwork. I requested that they complete it quickly and release him soon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Later, I shared this story with one of the employees at the ministry who oversaw others. Several colleagues overheard it. Soon after, the Sudanese employee came to me privately and said, \u201cI want to apologize to you!\u201d I was surprised: \u201cFor what?\u201d Then he explained the hidden reason behind their anxiety.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He said: \u201cBefore you arrived, when we heard your name, the Jordanian who embraced you told us he knew you well and had worked with you extensively. He said you were malicious and vengeful, biased in favor of Jordanians and Palestinians, and that you would ruin the employees here. He told me directly that I would be your primary target.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhen you arrived, greeted us, and didn\u2019t recognize him, he told us afterward, \u2018See! He\u2019s pretending not to know me.\u2019 Then, when you explained your work system and your intention to make us comfortable, he claimed it was all a trap\u2014that this is how you operate: you lure people in before destroying them. So, we were constantly anxious and couldn\u2019t understand your actions, fearing when you would strike.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That man had abruptly left the country about 40 days after I arrived. I\u2019d found his departure unusually quick. The Sudanese employee explained that he had gotten into serious trouble with a prince due to his lies and deceit. The prince had told him he could leave quietly or face serious consequences. That\u2019s why he left in such a hurry\u2014but the poison he had spread still lingered among the team.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">After hearing this, I was deeply surprised. I told the Sudanese colleague, \u201cThere\u2019s no need to apologize. You haven\u2019t wronged me. But I feel sorry for you all. I wanted your comfort, but your suspicion and willingness to believe a corrupt person without verification is what caused your suffering. If you had trusted what I said, you would\u2019ve felt great relief. Still, I hope you now know the truth and can enjoy the ease I intended for you for the rest of the project\u2019s duration. May God forgive what has passed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This experience taught me a great lesson: when someone is consumed by suspicion, nothing you do can help. There are people who derive pleasure from tormenting others and sowing doubt and fear\u2014even when they gain nothing from it. And many people simply cannot believe that someone might genuinely wish them well, seeking neither reward nor recognition\u2014just enjoying their comfort and success. But that\u2019s precisely the essence of true Islam: to be sincere in worshiping God and in serving people, providing them with peace and support.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This incident helped me understand many past situations where I had acted with an open heart and good intentions, yet others gained little or no benefit from it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Later, after the \u201cpoison\u201d had somewhat dissipated, we accomplished far more in six months than expected. But I lost the desire to stay. I felt this job had set my feet on a path from which there might be no return\u2014one that could enslave me to the pursuit of worldly success. I had set a goal for myself to serve religion and often prayed to God to make that possible. So, I returned to Jordan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Later, I realized that the dream which had encouraged me to accept the job actually meant that I would be guided to produce programs for our Islamic Ahmadiyya TV channel MTA, whose symbol is the Kaaba. My earlier interpretation of the dream was mistaken, though it turned out to be a useful mistake\u2014it led me to accept the job and experience that remarkable situation, which taught me lessons I could never have imagined.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In 2003, I saw a dream in which I was circumambulating the Kaaba. Then, I saw a door beneath it open for me. 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