Light Up Your Life With Islam

Archive for February, 2013

I Don’t Understand

Bismillah.

I don’t understand! Did it ever happen to you that…

  • you had a headache and you just picked up a medicine and took it, presuming it will cure the pain in your head? Though in reality it was a medicine for malaria…
  • you had a chemistry exam of Bachelors the next day and you just picked up a thin pamphlet telling you about the wonders of chemistry and gave your exam? Assuming that you will pass in flying colours…
  • you drove your car on the roads without directing it on a specific path and supposed you’ll reach your friend’s place?
  • you drank a glass of water and believed it will act as a substitute for your breakfast, lunch and dinner?
  • a snake bit you and you kept rubbing vaseline over it, imagining it will dispel the poison?
  • you had a mathematics quiz and you made up a formula by yourself and just wrote out the digits thoughtlessly in your test and got a gold medal?

84kb cropped version

Did it ever? Be honest, it did not. Why? Because it didn’t make sense to you. It was just so illogical.
Then my dear friends and foes, how does it appeal to your senses to take the Word of God on mere presumptions?
You never opened the Quran. When you did, you read the Arabic like a parrot, not knowing what it meant. When you read the translation, you never bothered checking if the translation was really what was meant in Arabic.
You never opened any Hadith book. You never knew the history of hadith sciences.
You never knew who were the founders of the four famous schools of Islam and what they really preached.

Yet

You said you’re a good Muslim.
You thought you followed and understood the Quran.
You believed whatever was written and said about Islam in the media and all those crap books out there.
You had the audacity to say hadith is fake, who knows who wrote it.
You thought what you do, is in accordance with the rules God set down for humans.
You thought since the way you dressed appeals to you, so that must be the real modesty.
You read all the -isms and declared they are better than Islam.
You claimed to be a staunch follower of that -ism and this -schism and that sect.

But

you never knew all these things, you didn’t bother applying logic on these things.

I don’t understand! I really don’t. :S

Confused

Wassalam,
Hajrah.

 

Advertisements

Heart Talks

Assalamu’alaykum,
Bismillah.

Is worrying a part of your life? Do you get anxious over certain things? If yes, then this post is for you. :)

أحياناً يفعل بالأسباب كما جعل الماء سبباً للحياة، والوطء سبباً للإنجاب.. وأحياناً يظهر قدرته سبحانه بضد الأسباب كما جعل سبحانه النار برداً وسلاماً على إبراهيم.. وأحياناً يظهر قدرته بدون الأسباب كما خلق السموات والأرض: (إِنَّمَا أَمْرُهُ إِذَا أَرَادَ شَيْئًا أَن يَقُولَ لَهُ كُن فَيَكُونُ 

[Roughly translated:] “Sometimes He does things with the asbaab (sources), like He made water a source for life, and intercourse a source for begetting… And sometimes He, Glory be to Him, shows His Power against the asbaab (sources), like He, Glory be to Him, made the fire cool and peaceful over Ibrahim (‘alaihissalam)… And sometimes He shows His Power without the asbaab (sources), like He created the heavens and the earth: ‘His command is only when He intends a thing that He…

View original post 383 more words

Heart Talks

Assalamu’alaykum,
Bismillah.

Third part of Chapter one is under progress alhamdulillah, titled,

فقه قدرة الرب

“Understanding (fiqh) of Power (Qudrat) of the Master (Rabb)

فسبحان الخلاق العليم الذي فاوت بين مخلوقاته، فخلق الكبير والصغير، والذكر والأنثى، والقوي والضعيف، والثقيل والخفيف، وأحيا بعضها وأمات بعضها، وخلق المخلوقات وفرقها في ملكه في السماء والأرض.

[Roughly translated:] “Glory be to the Creator and the Knowing, Who kept distinction between His creation. So He created the big and the small, and the male and the female, and the strong and the weak, and the heavy and the light, and He brings to life some of them and causes death of some of them, and He created the creation and He differentiated in His kingdom, in the heavens and the earth.”

Where does that leave me? This is the question that comes to mind after reading the above passage. I felt so insignificant…

View original post 406 more words

Future of the Past

Bismillah.

The one sitting dejected and forlorn,
The day has ended and night for him is long,
Reminiscing what he did in his life,
Racking his brains for a deed good and bright,
Alas! He fails, looking woebegone.

The society would do nothing but shun,
He fears humiliation, in which his insides would burn,
If only on his deeds he had never reflected,
Still drowned in evil, at least not neglected,
But no, he’s confused, where to turn?

Wait! Does he dread a bleak future of his past?
He fears people, of being an outcast?
Does he not know of the only place?
Where mercy and hope wipe out disgrace?
Tell him of the One whose haven is too vast.

To Whom if you turn He feels more happy than the man,
Who loses his camel in the waterless desert land,
And when that camel returns with the water and food load,
Joyful, the man says, ‘O Lord, Thou art my servant and I am Thine Lord’,
Did you ever hear of love more than that?

So repent to Allah and cry your heart out,
Prostrate in front of Him, promise to submit throughout,
Your past would be cleared as if it has no stain,
You may even become His favourite slave,
Contented you will be without a doubt.

From the slavery of people and this world break free,
For they are weak, when needed they flee,
Be His slave, from evil and sins abstain,
You will slip and fall; He will pick you yet again,
Forgiveness is all you have to plea.

Real ‘past’ is this world, in which if you fail there is no return,
True ‘future’ that awaits is heaven or hell which will burn,
So prepare for the future that will stay forever,
Regret now, for later regret will be bitter,
Let go of your past, make hereafter your concern.

Wassalam,
Hajrah. :)

Road to Future

P.S. Is poetry stalking me or what? O_O
A few months back I had nothing to do with poetry whatsoever (except a poem I wrote in school), and then things happened so fast. :P
So yeah, we got this one as an assignment, topic same as the title of the post, at university. 

Heart Talks

Poem to ponder.
I won’t tell how beautiful it is, it speaks for itself. Just listen, and listen again!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYPPukUPf0Q

For those who can’t access it on YouTube, can listen to it on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=4994152244956

 وما قدر الله حق قدره من يستحي من الناس، ولا يستحيي من الله، فيسكن في أرضه، ويأكل من رزقه، ويبارزه بالمعاصي ليلاً ونهاراً

[Roughly translated:] And he did not value Allah like it was His right to be valued, the one who got shy of people and did not feel shy of Allah; so he remained on this earth, and ate from its rizq, and sinned day and night.

Lyrics of poem (with English translation):

إذا ما قال لي ربي .. أما استحييت تعصيني وتخفي الذنب عن خلقي .. وبالعصيان تأتيني

If my Lord asks me “Have you no shyness in disobeying me? You conceal your sins from my creation – and with sins you come to…

View original post 367 more words

Six Feet Below and Beyond

Written for Shifa Inter-Scholastic Tournament ’13 on the theme same as the title.

Death

When it will all end,
And your body will lie without a friend.
Your world gone to pieces,
Your parents, siblings, nephews and nieces can do nothing and their helplessness only increases,
Tears flow from their eyes but even that rush finally ceases.
And your soul is ready to ascend.

It’s taken wrapped up in a clean shroud smelling of musk,
With warm welcome, the doors of each sky opening up,
Until your name is written in the `illiyeen line-up,
And the soul is ordered back to earth where it belongs,
You hear your friends leaving you alone.

But what if your soul is not welcomed at all?
Wrapped in a sackcloth with a smell so foul,
It finds the gates of the skies closed and now can’t even howl,
The name is written in the sijjeen out and out,
And the soul’s hurled on the earth until it joins the body freaked out.

Now it’s your choice, dearie!
In which category would you like to be?

In which a person lived his life benign,
Submitted to God, prayed on time,
Helped people, repented from crime,
Endured hardships, only to get reward from the divine?

Or the one in which the person partied hard and danced all night,
Forgot his Creator, kept his hands closed tight,
Never bowed in front of Him, who never did anything right,
His clothes and cars were a dazzling sight.

Whichever life you choose my brothers and sisters,
In the end you’ll face three questions,
Irrespective of your family, status and education,
You won’t get through them on your speculations,
Your worldly achievements won’t count,
When your success or failure is taken to a count.

Who is your Lord is the first one.
Did you His obedience shun?
Would you be able to answer Allah, my Rabb?
‘Cuz there your answers can’t be made up.

Who is your Prophet comes next.
Did you follow the sunnah?
Did you even know the text?
How many times did you lose your sleep?
Did your feet swell? In your tahajjud did you weep?

Last but not least, what is your deen.
Do you even know what it means?
Did you live as a Muslim or just took it as a dream?
Did you spread it to the world, this beautiful deen?

While you lie in your grave forsaken and alone,
Based on your deeds a window will be shown,
You’ll catch a glimpse of gardens underneath which rivers flow,
With palaces whose towers with gems glow.
Or based on the bad deeds you have sown,
Great tongues of fire will make you moan,
And gusts of hot air will be blown,
The sights you see will chill you to the bone.

Don’t take this just as a rhyme,
But prepare for that time,
When you’ll lie six feet below begrimed,
And what will happen beyond…

Wassalam,
Hajrah.

Heart Talks

Assalamu’alaykum.

Do you know who your real enemy is and the ways in which he harms you? While revising my lesson, I came across this piece that tells us very clearly about our enemy. Get to know him!

واحذر من الشيطان أن ينقلك من روضة الدعاء والنصيحة إلى بـحر العداوة، وسكين الغيبة والنميمة، وسوء الظن، فتلدغ لدغ العقرب، وتلسع لسع الحية، وتنهش نهش الأسد

وتقذف بهذه السموم في مقال مقروء، أو بيان متلو، يوهمك الشيطان أنك ناصح، ويركبك وأنت لا تدري، ويسوقك إلى جهنم بعصا الكبر والخديعة، لتقول على لله بلا علم، وتذم الخلق بما ليس فيهم، فتزيد آثامك، ويأخذ الناس حسناتك، وتقدم على الله مفلساً نادماً

[Rough translation:] “Beware of the Shaitan that he takes you from the gardens of dua (calling people towards Allah) and naseeha (good advice) towards the sea of enmity, and the knife of backbiting and calumny, and evil thoughts (about others); so that it stings like…

View original post 677 more words

Tag Cloud

%d bloggers like this: