Saturday, December 24, 2005

The Light of the Qur'an and the Sunnah

Almighty on all brother and sister,


After the our beloved Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) , The Quran and Sunnah are that standards which will guide us till the jugdment day.For true light of Holy Quran & Sunnah ,kindly visit following islamic website.

1 http://www.studying-islam.org/
2 http://www.understanding-islam.com/
3 http://www.renaissance.com.pk/
4 http://www.ghamidi.org/


This all work is dedicated to Moulana Ameen Ahsan Islahi (ra) and Imam Farahi (ra).

If any query kindly feel free to contact me.

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Syed Sharif Uddin (khaled)
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Roses in Space - Zrie Mul

Assalammualaikum wr wbRoses in Space - the truth about Quran in Science!In the name of Allah the Most Benefits and Most Merciful.Do you want proof that Quran is the words of GOD???...Please kindly read bellow!(PS.I have full article with complete pictures, if you like to have it, just contact me. Inshaallah I will send you in word file, but please make sure you can accept 1MB size), email to zriemul@hotmail.com or download from http://www.geocities.com/muslimart/downloads/ )Al Qur'an, Surah Ar Rahman 37:“And when the heaven splitteth asunder and becometh rosy like red hide.” (M. Pickthal translation)“Then when the heaven is rent asunder, and it becomes rosy or red like red-oil, or red hide.” (Mochsin Khan translation)“When the sky is rent asunder, and it becomes red like ointment” (Yusuf Ali translation)This verse had sent down 1400 years ago, where there were not technology like Hubble and Spitzer telescope as today, but yet it refealed the fact which is only able to be present by very advance technology in the 20th Century.This verse mention clearly about RED, ROSY (like rose), and OIL/Hide, let us examines them carefully:RED:After studying the articles, I found out that many of the form of rose petals mostly are detected by the telescope’s INFRARED array camera.So either the colors of the roses or oily form red or not, still it is strong fact that it is detected by The Infrared and Visible Light View.ROSY (ROSE LIKE):- Rosy also means Colored like rose, and the color of rose are not only RED, there are various of colors from white, red, pink, yellow, violet and many more.- Mostly the stars developments are like Rose (click here to view), either the form or the movements of it beginning or collapsing.- Not only one or two stars/nebula formed exactly like Roses, either it is red or in other colors.- What comes to my surprise is, there are young stars which form like Rose Bud and the dieing/exploding stars mostly form like full Blooming Rose.Rosy thesaurus (synonyms): aflush, blooming, blushing, colored, coral, deep pink, fresh, glowing, healthy-looking, high-colored, incarnadine, pale red, peach, red, red-complexioned, red-faced, reddish, rose-colored, roseate, bright, glowing, rose-colored, roseate, sunnyOily shape:- No further to discuss, the universe shapes are mostly form Oily like. Try to put oil on the water, you will find many colors and abstract shapes as you will find in the sky.How is it possible this very advance fact of truth about the Astronomy Knowledge revealed 1400 years ago?Do you still have any doubts???Look for the roses by yourself in the links bellow:Ring Beholds a Delicate Flowerhttp://www.spitzer.caltech.edu/Media/releases/ssc2005-07/ssc2005-07a.shtmlRED Rose Bud of the starshttp://www.spitzer.caltech.edu/Media/releases/ssc2004-02/ssc2004-02a.shtmlNASA's Great Observatories Provide a Detailed View of Kepler's Supernova Remnanthttp://www.spitzer.caltech.edu/Media/releases/ssc2004-15/ssc2004-15a.shtmlCassiopeia A: Death Becomes Herhttp://www.spitzer.caltech.edu/Media/releases/ssc2005-14/ssc2005-14c.shtmlDetails from ACS Image of NGC 3370: Upper Left Cornerhttp://hubblesite.org/newscenter/newsdesk/archive/releases/2003/24/image/hNGC 6210http://hubblesite.org/newscenter/newsdesk/archive/releases/1998/36/image/fA rose blooming in spacehttp://www.spaceref.com/ news/viewpr.html?pid=9244In this email I only present you the links of some very clear images of the Roses, there are some others which you can examine straight from the source links of Hubble and Spitzer telescope.wassalammualaikum wr wbZriemul (Abdullah)Alhamdulillah, Thanks to NASA!

Iron and its heavenly origins - Brother Farrukh

Assalam alaikum,Allah Almighty says,"...and We sent down the iron in which is severe strength and otherbenefits for mankind..."[Surah 57: v 25]
"The ultimate stellar is made up of iron. In iron, atomic nuclei arepacked as tightly as possible. Iron is the element that gets made in astar by standard nuclear burning. It has the most stable nucleus. Theenergy required to synthesize iron is not available on earth.Therefore the iron found in the earth must have been synthesized inouter space."[New Scientists, Jan 13, 1990, Journal of Chemical Education, Sept1990]
May Allah Almighty also send down wisdom and understanding (both ofwhich we seem to be lacking in this era) ameen!
fi amanillah, assalam alaikum, f

Khadija(Radiyallahu anha) - Br Mohamed Ayub

Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha - may Allah be please with her) was the first wife of Nabi [the Prophet] (sallallahu alaihi wasallam - may the peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) and she was the mother of Faatima (radhiAllaahu anha) and she was the maternal grandmother of Hassan and Hussein (radhiAllaahu anhuma - may Allah be pleased with them both). Her father's name was Khuwailid, her paternal grandfather's name was Asad, her mother's name was Faatima, and her maternal grandmother's name was Zaahida. She was a Quraishi. She married Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), when she was 40 years of age. At that time Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) was 25 years old.
Prior to her coming into Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam)'s Nikah, she was married to two other persons, one after the after. She bore children for both of them. One of her previous husband's name was Abu Haala, and the other was Ateeq bin Aa`id. There is a difference of opinion between the historians, regarding which husband was the first and which was the second. The author of "Isti`aab", has preferred the opinion that Abu Haala was the first and Ateeq bin Aa`id was the second.

After Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha)'s two husbands passed away, one after the other, many noble persons were hopeful of marrying her owing to her honour, respect and wealth. However, what had happened was the desire of the Greatest, Allaah. Allaah Ta`ala (the All-mighty) had decreed that Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) be honoured with marriage to the best of mankind (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). And that she be blessed with the title of "Ummul Mu`mineen" (Mother of the Believers).

When Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) reached the age of 25 years, his uncle Abu Talib, regretfully told him that he will not be able to financially assist him, and that times were tough. He suggested that Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) do as many other persons were doing, in that they were taking the merchandise of Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), to Shaam (Syria), and selling it for a profit.

When Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) heard that Muhammed Bin Abdullah Al-Ameen (sallallahu alaihi wasallam)'s uncle had advised him to take her goods to sell, she took the opportunity to send a message to the trustworthy, honest and veracious Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), and invited him to be an agent for her. She promised him twice the profit she usually paid her other agents. Rasulullah [the messenger of Allah] (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) accepted her offer and he took her goods to Shaam. Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) sent her slave "Maisara" with him. Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) sold the merchandise very wisely, and Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) reaped more profit that year , than she had in any of the previous years.

On the journey, Maisara, saw many unique things about Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) that he had never seen before. Whilst they were stationed under a tree, a Raahib (priest) asked Maisara, regarding the identity of Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). Maisara replied that he is a resident of Mecca, and a Quraishi. The Raahib, said that he (Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam)) will become a Prophet. He said this because he saw in Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) two signs of the Seal of Prophethood, which were recorded in the scriptures of old.

As the caravan reached Mecca, it was in the afternoon, and Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) was sitting on the upper storey of her house, she saw two Angels were shading Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). Besides this, she heard from her slave Maisara, other similar and very strange incidences which occurred during the journey. He also mentioned the incident regarding the Raahib, that he said Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) was to be the final Prophet. Thereafter Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), sent a proposal of Marriage to Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam).

The sister of Ya`la bin Umayya, Nafeesa, took the proposal. Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) accepted and his uncles, Hamza (radhiAllaahu anhu - may Allah be pleased with him), and Abu Taalib were pleased at this.
Hamza (radhiAllaahu anhu), Abu Taalib and other members of Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) came to Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha)'s house for the occasion of the Nikah (marriage). By that time, the mother of Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) had passed away, and her uncle, Amar bin Asad, participated in the occasion. Besides him there were other members Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha)'s family also present at the Nikah.

The Mahr (dowry) was set at 500 Dirhams, on the Mashwera of Amar bin Asad, and Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) was honoured with the title of Ummul Mu`mineen.
Ibn Abbaas (radhiAllaahu anhu - may Allah be pleased with him) reports that during the time of ignorance, the women of Mecca used to gather at joyous occasions. On one such occasionKhadija (radhiAllaahu anha) was also present. Suddenly a man appeared and said in loud voice: "Oh women of Mecca! There will be a Prophet from this city of yours, whose name will be Ahmed. If any of you get the opportunity to marry him then certainly do so." The women, upon hearing this, set up a labyrinth (maze) - [in order to compete and see who the fortunate one will be]. Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) tied a knot (as a guide), and she succeeded over all the others.

Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) had this great honour of having been the first person to accept the message of Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). Prior to her acceptance, no man or woman, young or old, and no child had accepted the message.

"The first person to accept Imaan, from amongst the men and women was Khadija binti Khuwailid (radhiAllaahu anha)".

Haafiz Ibn Katheer (rahmatullahi alaihi - may the mercy of Allah be upon him) writes in "Bidaya", from Muhammed bin Ka`ab (radhiAllaahu anhu - may Allah be pleased with him) : "The first person to accept Imaan (faith) from this Ummah (nation)was Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha). The first man (to accept Islaam) was Abu Bakr and Ali (radhiAllaahu anhuma - may Allah be pleased with them both).

Once Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) said the following in reply to a question of Aisha (radhiAllaahu anha - may Allah be pleased with her): "She (Khadija radhiAllaahu anha) was the first person to believe in me, when others disbelieved. She attested to my message, when others falsified me. She assisted me financially, when others deprived me. Allaah Ta`ala, blessed me with children from her, and not from any of my other wives."
Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) has great claim to Islaam's rise to glory. Prior to Nabuwwat (Prophethood), Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), used to seclude himself in the cave of Hira. Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) used to prepare provisions for Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), during these expeditions. Rasulullah (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) used to spend many consecutive nights in the cave. He used to return when his provisions were depleted, and go back again. On one such occasion when Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) was in the cave, occupied in Ibaadat (worship), an Angel appeared and ordered him to read ("Iqra!"). Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) said: "I am illiterate". The Angel took hold of Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) and squeezed him against itself and let him loose. The Angel again said: "Iqra!" . Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) again gave the same reply. For the second time the Angel squeezed Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), let him go and said: "Iqra!". Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) again gave the same reply. The Angel squeezed Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), for the third time and thereafter, the Angel began reciting. He read the first five Aayaat (verses) of Surah (chapter) Qalam. After hearing these Aayaat, Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) memorised them and went home in fear. He told Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha): "Cover me with a blanket, cover me with a blanket!" She did as she was told and after a while, this fear gradually subsided in Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). Thereafter, Rasulullah (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) narrated the entire incident to Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), and he said: "I feared for my life."
Women are usually more feeble natured , and when they see men in a state of fear, they usually get more frantic. However, Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), was not in the least bit fazed. She gave Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) courage and consoled him, saying: "Never, I take an oath in Allaah, Allaah Ta`ala will never place you in difficulty or disgrace you. (You have such great qualities and traits, that) You strengthen family ties, you take the burden of others, help the poor, serve the guests, and you assist the truth at the times of difficulty."

Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), then took Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) to her cousin, Waraqa bin Nawfil. She told him: "Oh brother, listen to what he (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) has to say." Waraqa, was an old man, whose eyesight was failing him. He was a devout and true Christian. He asked Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam): "What did you see?" Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) narrated the entire incident to him. Thereafter, Waraqa said: "This is Namoos (the great Angel, Jibraeel - Gabriel(alaihi salaam - peace be upon him), who was sent to Moosa - Moses (alaihi salaam - peace be upon him). I wish that I was young, and that I am alive, when your nation will expel you."
Haafiz Ibn Katheer (rahmatullahi alaihi - may Allah have mercy upon him) quotes in "Bidaya", from Baihaqi, that during the initial stages of Nabuwwat, Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) said to Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam): "When Jibraeel (alaihi salaam) comes to you can you inform me thereof?" Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) replied in the affirmative. When Jibraeel (alaihi salaam) came, Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) told her: "Oh Khadija, here is Jibraeel." Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) asked Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam): "Can you see him at this moment?" Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) replied: "Yes!" Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) told Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) to stand up and sit on her right hand side. Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) accepted her request and did as she requested. Then, Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) asked: "Can you still see Jibraeel (alaihi salaam)?" Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) replied in the affirmative. She then told him(sallallahu alaihi wasallam), to sit on her lap. Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) did this and she again asked: "Can you still see Jibraeel (alaihi salaam)?" Again Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) replied in the affirmative. Thereafter, Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) removed her scarf and her hair was revealed. Then she asked: "Can you still see Jibraeel (alaihi salaam)?" Now, Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) said: "No, I cannot see him." Upon hearing this, Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) said; "Know, now for sure, that this is an Angel. You should remain steadfast, and accept the glad-tidings of Prophethood (because had it been shaitaan (the devil), that came to you, then when I revealed my hair, he would not have disappeared. (Angels are modest)." This incident displayed the intelligence and wisdom of Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha).
After Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) received Nabuwwat, he began preaching Islaam, and the Mushrikeen (idolaters) became his enemies, and they harassed Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) in various ways. The entire nation became his enemies, including (some) his close friends. During these extremely trying times, the only helpers he had was his uncle Abu Taalib, and his beloved wife, Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha).
Haafiz Ibn Katheer (rahmatullahi alaihi) writes in "Bidaya":
"Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) was the first to bring faith in Allaah Ta`ala and His Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). She testified to the message that he brought. Allaah Ta`ala alleviated the burden and tribulations from Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), owing to her acceptance. When Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam) began preaching and the people turned his speech upside down, and they falsified him, then Allaah Ta`ala used Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha), to alleviate and lighten his grief and sorrow. When he returned home, then she would encourage him and give him fortitude. She used to testify his message."
The following is written in the "Seerat of Ibn Hishaam", regarding Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha): "Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha) was Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam)'s, veritable Wazir (minister / right-hand), in so far as Islaam (history) is concerned." Whatever affliction and difficulty came upon Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam), his grief and sorrow was shared by Hadhrat Khadija (radhiAllaahu anha). She also bore many of the difficulties, together with Nabi (sallallahu alaihi wasallam). She gave excellent support, encouragement and motivation to Rasulullah (sallallahu alaihi wasallam).

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Abdullah Ibn Sailam ~ Mohammed Ayub

ABDULLAH IBN SAILAM (ra)
Al-Husayn ibn Sailam (ra) was a Jewish rabbi in Yathrib who was widely respected and honoured by the people of the city even by those who were not Jewish. He was known for his piety and goodness, his upright conduct and his truthfulness.
Al-Husayn (ra) lived a peaceful and gentle life but he was serious, purposeful and organized in the way he spent his time. For a fixed period each day, he would worship, teach and preach in the temple. Then he would spend some time in his orchard, looking after date palms, pruning and pollinating. Thereafter, to increase his understanding and knowledge of his religion, he would devote himself to the study of the Torah.
In this study, it is said. he was particularly struck by some verses of the Torah which dealt with the coming of a Prophet who would complete the message of previous Prophets. Al-Husayn therefore took an immediate and keen interest when he heard reports of the appearance of a Prophet in Makkah. He said:
"When I heard of the appearance of the Messenger of God, peace be on him, I began to make enquiries about his name, his genealogy, his characteristics, his time and place and I began to compare this information with what is contained m our books. From these enquiries, I became convinced about the authenticity of his prophethood and I affirmed the truth of his mission. However, I concealed my conclusions from the Jews. I held my tongue...
Then came the day when the Prophet, peace be on him, left Makkah and headed for Yathrib. When he reached Yathrib and stopped at Quba, a man came rushing into the city, calling out to people and announcing the arrival of the Prophet (saw - may the peace ad blessings of Allah be upon him). At that moment, I was at the top of a palm tree doing some work. My aunt, Khalidah (ra - may Allah be pleased with her) bint al-Harith, was sitting under the tree. On hearing the news, I shouted:
'Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar! (God is Great! God is Great!' When my aunt (ra) heard my takbir, she remonstrated with me: 'May God frustrate you...By God, if you had heard that Moses (as - peace be upon him) was coming you would not have been more enthusiastic.'
'Auntie, he is really, by God, the 'brother' of Moses (as) and follows his religion. He was sent with the same mission as Moses (as).' She was silent for a while and then said: 'Is he the Prophet (saw) about whom you spoke to us who would be sent to confirm the truth preached by previous (Prophets - peace be upon them all) and complete the message of his Lord?' 'Yes,' I replied.
Without any delay or hesitation, I went out to meet the Prophet (saw). I saw crowds of people at his door. I moved about in the crowds until I reached close to him. The first words I heard him say were:
'O people! Spread peace...Share food...Pray during the night while people (normally) sleep... and you will enter Paradise in peace...'
I looked at him closely. I scrutinized him and was convinced that his face was not that of an imposter. I went closer to him and made the declaration of faith that there is no god but Allah and that Muhammad (saw) is the Messenger of Allah.
The Prophet (saw) turned to me and asked: 'What is your name?' 'Al-Husayn ibn Sailam,' I replied.
'Instead, it is (now) Abdullah ibn Sailam,' he said (giving me a new name). 'Yes,' I agreed. 'Abdullah ibn Sailam (it shall be). By Him who has sent you with the Truth, I do not wish to have another name after this day.'
I returned home and introduced Islam to my wife, my children and the rest of my household. They all accepted Islam including my aunt KhaIidah (ra) who was then an old lady. However, I advised them then to conceal our acceptance of Islam from the Jews until I gave them permission. They agreed.
Subsequently, I went back to the Prophet (saw), peace be on him, and said: 'O Messenger of God (saw)! The Jews are a people (inclined to) slander and falsehood. I want you to invite their most prominent men to meet you. (During the meeting however), you should keep me concealed from them in one of your rooms. Ask them then about my status among them before they find out of my acceptance of Islam. Then invite them to Islam. If they were to know that I have become a Muslim, they would denounce me and accuse me of everything base and slander me.'
The Prophet (saw) kept me in one of his rooms and invited the prominent Jewish personalities to visit him. He introduced Islam to them and urged them to have faith in God...They began to dispute and argue with him (saw) about the Truth. When he realized that they were not inclined to accept Islam, he put the question to them:
'What is the status of Al-Husayn ibn Sailam (ra) among you?'
'He is our sayyid (leader) and the son of our sayyid. He is our alim (scholar), the son of our alim.'
'If you come to know that he (ra) has accepted Islam, would you accept Islam also?' asked the Prophet (saw).
'God forbid! He (ra) would not accept Islam. May God protect him from accepting Islam,' they said (horrified).
At this point I came out in full view of them and announced: 'O assembly of Jews! Be conscious of God and accept what Muhammad (saw) has brought. By God, you certainly know that he is the Messenger of God and you can find prophecies about him and mention of his name and characteristics in your Torah. I for my part declare that he is the Messenger of God. I have faith in him and believe that he is true. I know him.'
'You are a liar,' they shouted. 'By God, you are evil and ignorant, the son of an evil and ignorant person.' And they continued to heap every conceivable abuse on me..."
Abdullah ibn Sailam (ra) approached Islam with a soul thirsty for knowledge. He was passionately devoted to the Quran and spent much time reciting and studying its beautiful and sublime verses. He was deeply attached to the noble Prophet (saw) and was constantly in his company.
Much of his time he spent in the Masjid (Mosque), engaged in worship, in learning and in teaching. He was known for his sweet, moving and effective way of teaching study circles of Sahabah (ra - may Allah be pleased with them all) who assembled regularly in the Prophet's (saw) mosque.
Abdullah ibn Sallam (ra) was known among the Sahabah as a man from ahl-al-Jannah "- (the people of Paradise). This was because of his determination on the advice of the Prophet (saw) to hold steadfastly to the "most trustworthy handhold" that is belief in and total submission to God.

My experience in Qur'an Recitation Competition ~ Sis Faiza

Aslam-o-Alaikum brothers and sisters in Islam !
I went to pray Jumma on 18th of November when AdamsCenter's directorbrother Magid announced after namaz about the quran recitationcompetition which would held on 10th of December, his announcementsuddenly clicks in my mind to participate and see where i stand amongmany reciters. Since then i started practicing Surah Jumma which isin 26th juz of Quran and used to recite it everyday to my teacher.SubhanAllah, i love that Surah b'coz of the fact that AllahSubhanAllah is starting this surrah by telling us His greatness, thathow great is He about Who everything in sky and in earth praises.A night before competition, i recited it again to my teacher on phoneto make sure that i'm not making any mistake and after listening tome she advised me to make dua before entering into competition room.I slept early in order not to miss my Fajr prayer and to make Allahhappy by bowing to Him and asking His help in competition.Atlast the day arrived and i was so nervous and my mind wascontinuosly surrounded by different thoughts that who will be thejudge, Allah knows how many reciters are participating. Truelyspeaking i wasn't expecting many reciters there as here in Americayouth is more about to be westernize than try to hard to be a Truebeliever, the ones whose qualities has been told by Allah SWT inquran.But Al-Humdulilah including me there were 10 reciters. Mosque'shallways were crowded with competitor's parents. I stepped in andsaid Salam to this girl who caught my appearence first. She guided me towards further steps in order to participate. The competition was held by American Muslim Bridges Tv which would be broadcasted on DishNetwork channal 517.i was so nervous and was shivering with fear that what would happen,but i was having this firm believe in Allah which was making my heartfeel very different kind of happiness and comfort which i never feltbefore.After Zuhr namaz, competition took place in Mosque's library. Therewas this pretty lady wrapped in scarf and hijab who announced ournames one by one for reciting infront of judges. I can't explain hownervous i was at that time. Atlast my turn came up and i was thereinfront of judges, my heart started beating so badly, but Al-Humdulilah Allah's help give me courage to control and i started withAO ZUBILAH HIMINASHAITAN NIRAJEEM and there u go, just closed myeyes, and recited Allah's beautiful verses of Surah Jumma.After listening to all reciters i was pretty sure that i did goodthan them, and make Allah much happy, but suddenly this girl steppedin and handed her entry form to the announcer who let her toparticipate as she was late. SubhanAllah she recited so beautifullyand after listening to her i was like i think she might makes Allahhappy more than me.One of the judges announced the results. Adil in boys stood first whowas mashallah Hafiz, and then among girls they were like there is atie between two and we are going to do draw, they did draw twice andannounced that Ameena is first and Faiza was the one who was havingtie with her so she stood second. I just looked her, she looked at meand we both smiled at each other. i went to her to congratualte her,we shook hands and gave hug to each other. Al-Humdulilah, i think noone except Allah can feel that happiness which i was having for herand for myself. and the shukar and dhikr i was havinf for my dearestAllah SWT.I went out from the library and there was this lady who listened tomy recitation came over to me, hugged me and introduced me to a groupof girls, i can still hear her compliments about me that Faiza is achampion. She advised all of those girls to start taking classes ofTajweed and Ahkam from me.Al-Humdulilah the respect i earned was not possible with HisAlMighty's permission. There was only one word which was coming outfrom my lips and that wasAL_HUMDULILAH AL_HUMDULILAHprasie be to Allah only who create us and even we are sinners, butHis blessings are neverending.On my way home i compared this judgement with the judgment whichAllah is promised and going to judge our deeds. The way i was feelingtoday, i predicted that it would be the same feeling which every1will experience but it would be worst at that time specially worstfor those who just waste their precious life in earning this world'scomforts, but never think that we need the happiness of thatJUDGE whose judgemnt will be just and fare and there would be no tie.Whenever i recite, this Hadith comes in mind which is HADITH-e-QUDSIthatHoly Prophet p.b.u.h said that Allah SWT said "people would be givenlevels in Heaven and they will be told that start reciting quran andhow much u memorized and know Allah's verses that how high ur levelwould be and people from the lower level would feel proud on thosewho knows Allah's verses and get the highest level.SUBHANALLAH.May Allah SWT, our LORD, our Creator, give us courage to recite hisverses everyday. May He Almighty bless us in this world and inhereafter, and save us from shaitani techniques and guide us towardsSIRAT-E-MUSTAQEEM.Ameen Sum Ameen.Take care of ur Eman
Allah Nigheban.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Poem: Read My Mind


By Abu Abdullah

My prayer is to die a mu'min
Not just a Muslim
Buried in the clothes I die,
Never washed, my wounds fresh

My prayer is to wake up
With my wounds still bleedin
Incensed with musk like fragrance
With my face filled with radiance

My prayer is to see abu qassim
Smiling at me with abu bakr
Mentioning me to abu hafsa
Uthman, Ali and ibn abi waqqas

My prayer is to meet mus,ab
Glowing in his garden
Earned with his efforts at uhud
Having borders with julaybib

My prayer is to be ushered
Into a garden with large-eyed maidens
All mine! O’ fiesta
No pain, no siesta!

My prayer is to go lounging
Chillin on suspended sofas
With floors made of marbles
Underneath flowing stream of laban

My prayer is to go camping
Strolling near the banks of al-khauthar
Seeing from afar the place of abi dharrin
Ibn mas,ud, ibn abbas and ibn umarin

O’ Allah, accept my prayers
Knowing You know my mind
My brother and sister, say amin
Cuz I know you read my mind!

Mindfully yours
Abuabdullah

Poem: Lust and Love in Islam

Lust And Love In Islam”
By Shaykh Ali Abu-Talib Son Of AbdunNur

I Take Refuge In Allah From The Stoned Satan.
In Name Of Allah The Source Of Mercy To All Of Creation;
The Source Of The Mercy To The Believing Congregation.


Feelings are like the sights, sounds and scents of inner space.
One’s character is like one’s countenance, one’s inner face.
Physical beauty has the capacity to excite certain emotions
From the peaks of the purest ascetic appreciation, to low vulgar commotions
Similar to what happens to a dog when he’s around a bitch in heat.
One is amongst the stars and the angels; the other is beneath the feet
Of dog dignity.


Still, one word is used to describe both the celestial and bestial feeling.
That one word is LOVE.

Spouses and fornicators both find the word “love” phonetically appealing.

However, if The Truth is Absolute,
And if it is illogical to fallaciously compute
That what “Is” is relative to “What Is Perceived,”
Then there is only one supreme love, regardless of what level of perception is achieved.

Love is a constant like light.
No one can sanely say that it can be simultaneously day and night.
Likewise, it does not take much insight to realize that any dog can lust,
And most certainly, The Almighty Lover definitely does not entrust
The Supreme Cardinal Virtue to a bitch or a dog.

One of the great acts of Love is charity.
All religions preach this fact with nearly identical clarity.
But what of lust?
In Islam, we are taught that God did entrust
The bestial part to all of us.
After all, we are creatures whose flesh is fashioned from dust,
And by necessity we must lust.
As Muslims, we are commanded to sanctify that fact, not treat it with disdain.
For sex between husband, and wife as Quran does explain
Is a form of worship, which Allah did ordain.

However, we are taught to be aware,
And take care,
For lust needs not love to survive.
Lust can ignite and flare,
Though there’s nothing there upon which it can thrive
Except pure viciousness.
Unchecked, lust is like a ravaging beast vicious, and promiscuous.

It is like an unchecked forest fire;
Flames burning hotter and higher.
And once inordinate sexual desires
Grasps ones soul in the hot sensual fires
Of its sexually exciting clutches,
Unchecked Lust consumes whatever it touches
Spectacularly and indiscriminately,
It consumes reason, order, conscience, and decency.


Even the pious, God conscious remembrance
Is quickly consumed by lust’s relentless insistence.

Lust doggedly insists upon inordinate gratification of the low natured self.
So when God consciousness is locked in a cupboard on the back of a shelf,
The Illusionary Lures of Mammon will sway
Most unsuspecting weak, un-submitted souls to sacrifice, prostrate, and pray
At the alters of Foolishness, Shallowness, Nastiness And Greed.

How despicably pitiful. They cheapen their bodies and dishonor their seed.
Playing with fire like primitive Neanderthals.
Savage and ignorant, they burn themselves up and everything else while enthralled
By Lust’s Fiery Warmth, And Seductive Dance;
Hypnotized, in Lust’s erotically alluring trance;
While lust’s white hot flames lick higher, and higher
Until their unchecked lusts becomes the funeral pyre
For the entire nation. It has happened before.
Consider Sodom and Gomorrah.
They bowed to Lust’s hypnotic Aura
Till the end;
Totally consumed by God’s Wrath for their sin.
But the delusional lustful mind tends to think, “It won’t happen again,”

“Not to me.”
So look and see how many marry for looks or money instead of piety.

Piety banished to a lowly priority.
Unwilling to Sacrifice, and defend.
Unwilling to honor, cherish, fully extend;
Unwilling to commit and then sincerely work to transcend;
Unless there’s a paycheck attached to the end...
Like a carrot.

So when life’s bitter wind causes one’s ego to either in humility bend,
Or egotistically become offensive to its matrimonial kin,
Thus stressing one’s marriage till its fabric dost rend,
Love is often sacrificed for the lust of self-righteousness, or the almighty yen.

No regards for one’s lover.
No regards for one’s mate.
No regards for the children.
No regards for their fate.

No regards for the forest of values, centuries of love did tend.
No regards for “The Lover” Whom All Returns To When Life Does End.
No regards for life; rip it from the womb.
No regards for duty; loyalty in its tomb.
No regards for kith. No regards for kin.
No regards for honor because honor doesn’t cum and it sure doesn’t spend.

Thus, because of unchecked lust,
Love is often sacrificed for the pursuit
Of a face that is shameless, but cute,
Or just enough money for an off-the-rack suit,
A mortgaged hut, and an extra handful of rice and some irradiated fruit.

However,

Just because fire is dangerous does not mean that it shouldn’t be used.
Fire belongs in furnaces and stoves that generate controlled BTU’s.
Contained explosions in engines are how automobiles move.
Lust is to be contained, and controlled within the parameters God set for it.
Thus,
When God consciousness and the marital rules, are the furnace in which lust is lit,
Lust can be used as God did intend for it,
Instead of setting fire to things that shouldn't be burned
Like the orchards of virtue and the fruit that they earned.

Unfortunately,

All heaters and fuels are not the same.
Some “Be The Bomb” but some be just “Lame.”
Some start out hot, but by evening grow cool.
But some are consistent, the right stove, the right fuel.

Likewise with marriages.

Lust dims and goes out, as some marriages get old.
Love burns forever and never grows cold.
But you have to have it together.
And you have to marry someone who has it together.
For love’s flames to survive through the coldest of weather.
Both must have a forest of values and control over self.
This is why God’s Prophet warned us not to put worldliness on the top shelf,
And foolishly marry for to die for looks, and to kill for wealth.

All fools, fooled into this lustful foolishness inevitably find themselves
Fooling around in a burnt out fantasy.
Often Ms. Fineness, and Mr. Beefcake,
Are beefy and fine for their own selfish sake.

They are usually so hung up in their own vanity
That they drive their foolish mate into a state of anti-romantic insanity.
And they find out too late that love was a fake

Likewise, Ms Money Galore, or Big Daddy WarBuck,
Can usually give you everything you need but Love.
And then you are stuck
With another lame duck.
So

To get it together, one must seek God and turn
Toward The Eternal Lover. For Him we must yearn.

The sights, sounds and feelings we prefer must be right.
Our soul’s inner face must turn toward this sight.
If we have love for God, we will love Prophet too,
And the Prophet’s close kinfolks, with a love that is true.
Then like-hearted folks must love one another,
With a Love that the Satan can’t poison or smoother.

This kind of love is really all that you need.
But the all-pervasive lustful greed.
Freely flowing throughout the social trend
Of this Truth Hating society founded on sin,
Has set up all kinds of anti-love idols bringing real love close to an end.
So even Muslims find themselves bowing to them, without conscious thought.
They are almost hopelessly caught up in the Kufar philosophical onslaught.
So their prayer for real love counts for little of naught.
But psychological masturbation; false spiritual appeasement;
False pious demonstrations; fake religious achievement.

Muslims should know that this life is a test,
And that the Praiseworthy servant whom God loves the best said that the best way to secure your matrimonial fate
Is to investigate the character of your potential mate.

If one has a beautiful outer face,
But a character that looks like a monster, the antithesis of grace,
One would be a sure ‘nuff fool to hook up with such a lame.
Likewise, if one works hard and lays claim
To a six figure job, and some impressive initials at the rear of his name,
But not enough character to “cash in a wolf ticket,” preferring dishonor, and shame
Over the consequences of conflict and strife,
He (or she) will make some unsuspecting poor soul an emotionally poor
Husband or Wife

But observe the typical Muslim. Look and see.
“Single, Looking for a PhD in Chemistry,”
“Must have light skin and the same national ancestry.”

Matching genes, matching schooling...
Claiming Deyn, but who are you fooling?
Certainly not God. Why else are Muslims so weak?
Why is the past so disgraceful and the future so bleak?
Certainly not because the Muslims are ugly, stupid or poor.
They’ve just lost their lust for love, and shamelessly adore
The values of viciousness and vice
That there Munafiq and Kafer Masters value as nice.

Muslims! Wake Up! Get Yourselves In Gear!
Reexamine The Things You Hold To Be Dear!

Study your Prophet. Follow his path.
Turn your back on the values that purchase God’s wrath.
How can you love God, if you love this world’s life?
How can you love Muhammad, if you hate holy strife?
How can you love LOVE, if you side with the jinn,
Who acts like he hates you and loves only sin?
How can you love self, when you sell your soul cheap?
How can you love Truth when you hate to probe deep?
And how will you ever love each other,
If you continue to neglect and smother
Your God-given natural duty to congregate each and every God-blessed day;
To socialize, organize, work real hard, and pray,
And dynamically initiate right ways and means
To energize, then synergize, God’s deyn’s
Offices, and institutions
By creating programs designed to cultivate our problem’s solutions.
Thus demonstrating Islam’s superiority over kafer institutions,
And propagating God’s deyn to your countrymen lost in confusion?
You will not win. You will lose your souls,
Your families, and all your ambitions and goals
Will be frustrated.
Can’t you see that it’s late?
So wake up, Oh Muslims! Beg Allah for the mate,
And THE LOVE that He specially created
For Muhammad and Khadijah - on them be peace.
And stop all this jiving. God commands you to cease.

Ask for your miracle~ Sister Qarneeta_soulat

Assalam u Alaykum Warahmatullaahi Wabarakatuhu

Dear Brothers and Sisters in Islam

I hope this mail finds you in the greatest of health and eemaan inshaALLAH ameen. What I am about to share with you is nothing short of a miracle ALHUMDOLILLAAH. Since my return from Umrah I have had this pressing desire to share it with as many of you as possible to see that miracles do indeed exist and that ALLAH SWT is just waiting for us to call upon the so many spiritual resources/bounties available to us.

My story is as follows…

A few months ago I thought I was living a horrific nightmare when I heard the doctors say: "I wish I could help your son but it’s only a matter of time. You have to get rest and so does he. Don't worry about him being addicted to drugs the pain counteracts this. You have no other choice but to let us do what we need to if there is any hope to save your son." I sat for what seemed like an eternity and asked “How does it happen that all the available technology exhausts all of the medical innovations available?” I felt it in my heart that it is quite likely that my child was going to die and there was not a thing I could do.

My son, Tariq Muqadam, now going on three, was born with a blood disorder that the doctors should have been able to diagnose before birth but only discovered and diagnosed a few months ago. Having been through a series of miscarriages and a stillbirth the fear of losing another child had set in. My life had been rocked once again. After numerous tests and misdiagnoses he was finally diagnosed with Beta Thallessemia major i.e. a form of haemoglobinopathy where the Beta-globulin chains of the haemoglobin molecule are not found due to an inherited defect. The disease is manifested in the first few months of life in the form of severe anaemia necessitating life long RBC transfusions. Till the advent of bone marrow transplantation (BMT), which is the only curative treatment, patients with thallessemia major are kept alive with supportive care (RBC transfusions + Iron chelation therapy). He was started on iron chelation drugs that eventually started having more of a negative effect on system than any good.

He suffered from severe nose bleeds, instantaneous bleeding, fainting spells and other systematic complications that I will not go into. Hours after blood transfusions his red blood cell would drop to virtually zero. The only hope that remained was a bone marrow transplant. The chances of finding a suitable match soon was extremely slim but hope smiled on me as a family member proved positive; at least that is what we thought. After numerous blood transfusions we were finally able to effect the bone marrow transfer. Sadly though, there was graft rejection not long after the transfusion.

By this time too, he had lost the use of his legs as paralysis had set in and his sights and hearing had been partially affected. He was increasingly growing depressed and I saw the life start leaving his body. The hope to save my child was fading fast and this left me even more emotionally and spiritually destitute yet I had enough strength to wager the race to save my son. I consulted every doctor I could, exhausted every avenue there was to explore yet not one them could give me any assurances as to the course of action I should take. Many of them even doubted that he had been diagnosed correctly this time round as the life ebbed from him at an alarmingly fast rate.

I remember two occasions where he came dangerously close to losing his battle with this illness and while he lay there dying so did I. I lived in the constant fear of being without my son. At this time, a very good friend of mine, ALHUMDOLILLAAH, advised that the time had arrived for me to submit completely to the will of ALLAH SWT and just place the matter at the call of ALLAH SWT. I had not lost my eemaan but as all parents I had strong feelings of protecting my child from being hurt any more than he had been or if Tariq could not depend on me whom else could he? Images of a peanut butter smudged face lingered in my mind and I felt as though I had let him down as I had pledged to love and look after him for as long as he was entrusted in my care. It later dawned on me with the help of my friend, ALHUMDOLILLAAH, that Tariq did not need me, he needed ALLAH SWT which also took me to the realization that if there was any who loved my child more than myself it was ALLAH SWT.

I had made the arrangements go on umrah against the advice of the doctors. They had made it very clear that if I was to remove Tariq from their care it would solely be at my own risk and that they would in no way take responsibility for whatever followed. I was fully prepared to face the consequences of my actions and besides that; things could not get any worse than they were. They even went as far to tell me that he would not live to see the weekend through and that led me to think that If I was going to lose my son which better place than our holy city. In the midst of my search for answers to my doubts and questions, ALLAH SWT in HIS rachmat “spoke” to exactly that which was hurting. HIS soothing words came to me so powerfully to renew my eemaan and courage that I was able to resume my journey of to fulfill what I would perceive now to be the ultimate.

Upon arrival in Mecca like so many I undertook my first tawaaf with Tariq waiting on the side in his wheel chair. What happened next was completely unexpected. He jumped out of his wheelchair and attempted to perform the tawaaf with me. That on its own was a miracle. Those very legs that were riddled with paralysis were now performing a minimal tawaaf. I was so over wrought with emotion and just burst into a fit of tears at the sight of him walking again after such a long time but in the very next instance his little body went into shock and he had one of his frequent fits. His nose started bleeding at such a staggering rate that I thought he was haemorraging. He lost consciousness and remained that way for the remainder of our stay making me think that the end was certainly here. His vitals were down like so many times before and I prepared myself for what I had originally set out to do. All I could say was “Ya ALLAH if it be your will for me to return without my son give me the strength to endure.” After having completed my umrah and Tariq not being any better I made the decision to return to SA.

When we boarded the connecting flight I was so tired and fell into a deep sleep obviously instructing the hired nurses to wake me if anything new developed. I slept for what seemed an eternity and upon waking I noticed my son was not in his cot where I had left him. His nanny and his nurse were no where to be found either. In the faint distance I heard the laughter that made leap for joy but I thought “how could this be?” I shrugged it off as there was no way that that could be Tariq but where was he and his care givers? What I saw next is something that I will never forget for the remainder of my life. Tariq was talking to the cabin crew acting full of life as though there was nothing wrong him. He saw me and said “Mama, you slept for a very long time.” That was music to my ears He must have seen the _expression on my face and burst into a contagious laugh that brought tears to my eyes and that of my staff. His vitals were all normal and his red blood cell count that we had tested upon arrival in Cape Town was perfect with the exception of a mild iron deficiency. In a nutshell he was cured, ALHUMDOLILLAAH

The doctors drew blood and ran extensive testing and asked me to see them the following day. I of course knew what to expect. The consultant doctor whom I had been scheduled to see had been running late and did not have time to review the test results but when he did, he went into complete shock and said “Ms Muqadam I am sorry but the tests are inconclusive and we have made an error. Unfortunately more blood will have to be drawn and sent for further testing as there is just no way that these tests can be correct.” Already knowing what to expect I said to him to tell me what the tests results were and he confirmed that there was not a trace of Tariq's blood disorder. Further test were run and up until now they are not able understand the miracle that took place. A panel of doctors reviewed Tariq’s case and they say that there is no evidence of a miracle. They say that his condition responded to medical treatment and I quote "This miracle claim is absolute nonsense and should be condemned by everyone."

Now, I don’t know what you may be thinking but I firmly believe without a doubt that Tariq was miraculously healed from his illness. What I am trying to say is, in order to decide something as reasonable or not, whose reason will serve as a judge? Thus the denial of the miracles amounts to the denial of ALLAH, after all, all the physical, intellectual powers and capacities are included in a single, absolute Power. If that Power is able to effect whatever it wishes, then why should we not believe in miracles?

I conclude this mail now and if I have convinced only one person to claim their miracle I have achieved what I have set out to do. JazakALLAH Ghayrun for taking the time to read my mail and may I request that you remember us in your duas as I will remember you in mine.

Lastly, may I ask all my brothers and sisters to ask for their individual miracles, to believe in ALLAH SWT and to bow to HIS will, in all cases ALLAH alone is enough. SUBHANALLAH.

Your sister in islam