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1  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / - Why knowledge is better than wealth - on: March 29, 2010, 02:36:50 AM

Once ten wise men came to Hadhrat Ali(RA) and posed this question: 'Why is knowledge better than wealth?' Each of these men demanded a seperate answer in turn. Hadhrat Ali(RA) gave the following anwers:-

1. Knowledge is better than wealth because you guard wealth, whereas knowledge guards you.

2. Knowledge is better than wealth because the wealthy have enemies and the learned have many friends.

3. Knowledge is better than wealth because the former is a legacy of the Prophets, and the latter is a heritage of the Pharaohs.

4. Knowledge is better because it increases with distribution whereas wealth decreases.

5. Knowledge is better because a wealthy person generally becomes a miser.

6. Knowledge is better because unlike wealth, it cannot be stolen.

7. Knowledge is better because the wealthy person has to give an account of his wealth on the Day of Judgement.

8. Knowedge is better because it does not deteriorate on account of time, while wealth does.

9. Knowledge is better because the mind is illuminated by it, wheres welath tarnishes it.

10. Knowledge is better than wealth because the Pharaohs and the non-believers claimed divinity (God) on account of wealth.

'Whoever treads a way against the Sunnah of the Prophet(SAW) he will never reach his destination.' (Shaykh Saadi) 


2  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / A new Muslim and his mother on: March 24, 2010, 02:18:53 AM
The following is a touching story about a new Muslim and his mother. Before he was a Muslim, he lived with his mother until he was about 18 years old. Then he moved out of his home and lived in a different place on his own. During those days, he met some Muslims and became a very close friend of them. Eventually he himself became a Muslim after learning about the beautiful religion of Islam from them. He made an effort every day to learn more and more about Islam. One day, he came to learn about the benefits of being good to one's parents. He learned that a person who looks at his parents with the eyes of obedience gets the reward of one accepted Hajj! (The reward is mentioned in an authentic hadith of Sahih Muslim). After knowing this, he decided to visit his mother whom he did not visit for many years. He bought some flowers and fruits for her on his way. His mother was very pleased to see him after so long. He started spending lots of time with his mother on a regular basis. During his visits, he would stare at his mother and tears would roll down from his eyes. The mother noticed this happening many times and asked him one day the reason why he visits her so much all of a sudden and why he cries. He told her about how he became a Muslim and that the position of a mother in Islam is very high. He also told her about the reward he gets for looking at her. But while looking at her, he cries because the mother is not a Muslim and would not be able to save herself if she dies in this state. The mother immediately recognized the beauty of Islam and became a Muslim.


3  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Be the First to Help on: March 24, 2010, 02:12:55 AM
Ibne Abbas (RA) narrates: Rasulullah (Peace be upon him) sent Abdullah ibne Rawaha (RA) with a Jamaat (expedition) on a Friday. His companions set off in the morning, but he decided to stay behind and catch up with them after offering Salat-ul-Jumah (Friday Prayers) with Rasulullah (Peace be upon him). When he did so, he was spotted by Rasulullah (Peace be upon him), who inquired: What prevented you from going out in the morning with your companions. He replied: I wanted to offer Salat-ul-Jumah with you and then join them. He said: If you spend all that is present in the world, you will still not be able to attain the reward and virtues of those who left in the morning.

Source: Hadith from Tirmidhi.

Whenever the opportunity comes to help Islam, we should not delay and immediately take part in helping. Allah has promised great rewards and forgiveness for those who are always the first to sacrifice for Islam.

4  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / The Worship of The Scholars” on: March 23, 2010, 04:04:51 AM
Translated By Our Brother: Mustafa George
Ibn Al Juwziee said:

Whoever does not read the stories of the Salaf and the path that they tread, he can never tread that path.  It is befitting for a person to know and understand that the nature of an individual (character) is a thief.  If a person leaves his nature with the people of his time, his nature will steal from theirs and he will become similar to them.  But if he reads into the lives of the Salaf his nature will join theirs and he will learn from their character….(Telblees Iblees)

The following are just a few examples from the past and present day scholars informing of their love of knowledge and their preference of it over relaxation.


It was reported by Ibn al Qayyim in his book: “Rawdatul Muhibeen”, I was informed by my Sheikh (Ibn Taymiyyah), he said:

When I became sick the doctor said to me: Verily your research and Islamic lecturing increases your illness.  I (Ibn Taymiyyah) replied: I can not stop, and I will debate you in your knowledge! If a person becomes happy and joyful doesn’t this strengthen their soul or spirit, and as a result wards off illness? The doctor responded: Of course.  So I (Ibn Taymiyyah) said: Verily my spirit is pleased with knowledge and it strengthens my nature and due to that I find relaxation.  The doctor responded: This is something our knowledge doesn’t apply to.


It was reported by Sheikh Muhammed bin Hadee to some of his visitors that he was told a story by Ahmed Al Hakimy, the brother of Sheikh Hafith Al Hakimy:

One year while Sheikh Hafith Al Hakimy was on Hajj or during Ramadan in Mecca, he was looking for the book titled: “Creation of The Servant’s Action” by Imam Al Bukhari. While in Mecca he was informed that someone had arrived from India with a copy of the book and that he had given it to the library there in The Haram.  Sheikh Hafith visited the library and requested to borrow the book under the condition that he would not leave the Haram and that he would return the book the following day after the rising of the sun.  He took the book and requested for someone to bring him paper and a pen.  He sat and made his own copy of the book.  Then he continued to memorize the book until Fajr. After Fajr he rested for a short period of time and then woke up.  Upon waking, he returned the original book to the library and said: Here is your original, and here is an extra copy (the copy he himself wrote) and the book is in my head (memorized).
May Allah grant Sheikh Hafith Al Hakimy ease in his grave and raise him with the righteous ameen.

It was also mentioned by Sheikh Ahmed An Najmee the following:

We (as young boys) were instructed by our teacher Sheikh Abdullah Al Qara’wee to memorize the Quran in preparation for the month of Ramadan.  We would memorize during the day, and toward the end of the day we gathered to test one another in memorization.  I (Ahmed An Najmee) memorized a hizb for that day.  Surprisingly, Hafith Al Hakimy memorized a full Juz!  We continued for a full month, and everyday Hafith would memorize a full Juz completing the entire Quran in one month!


It was reported by Sheikh Abdul Kareem Al Kudair:

I was informed by one of the widows of Sheikh Abdul Azeez bin Baz that one day he returned home from the hospital, and upon entering the house she noticed that he was very tired and exhausted.  After falling to sleep, she changed his alarm clock from the normal set time for night prayer, to a later time.  The Sheikh woke at his normal time without the clock and inquired why the clock did not work.  His wife informed that she had changed the time in order for him to relax.  He admonished her and said: Relaxation is in Paradise!

(Source: Lecture titled:”Radiant Pages From The (examples) of The Worship of The Scholars”)
Translated By Our Brother: Mustafa George
5  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Allah’s Vast And Comprehensive Mercy on: March 17, 2010, 04:25:40 AM
Yusuf bin Al-Husain is the narrator of this story:

I was with Dhi-an-Nun on the edge of a stream, when we saw an extraordinarily large lizard crawling along the side of the stream. Something strange yet wonderful then happened. A frog surfaced from the stream, the lizard mounted its back, and the frog then swam to the other side of the stream, carrying its passenger on its back.

Dhi-an-Nun said, "There is something interesting about that lizard let us go and follow it." We crossed the stream (which wasn’t so wide in width), and on the other side, we saw a drunken man who had passed out. Suddenly, a snake appeared before the prone body of the drunkard. It slithered its way up to the man’s navel to his chest, making a direct course to one of his ears.

The lizard we saw earlier then sprang into action. It jumped onto the snake and struck it violently, splitting its body into two. Returning to the edge of the stream, the lizard then mounted the frog again, and the two crossed to the other side of the stream, though both were still visible to us. Dhi-an-Nun woke up the drunkard, who slowly opened his eyes and became conscious of what was happening around him. Dhi-an-Nun said, "O young man, look how Allah has saved you! When this snake came to kill you, that lizard came and killed it. He then eplained the entire story to the young man.

The young man stood up and exclaimed: "O my lord, this is how you deal with one who disobeys you, then what will your mercy be like for the one who obeys you?" He then betook himself to the desert, vowing to dedicate his life to worship and to never return to the evils of the city.

The above is taken from "The Stories of Repentence" published by dar-us-salam

6  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / It is more blessed to give than to receive – A nice Story on: March 17, 2010, 04:17:46 AM
It is more blessed to give than to receive

A nice Story

A student was walking one day with his professor. As they went along they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which belonged to an old man who was working in a field nearby. His work for that day was nearly done.

The student turned to the professor saying: "Let us play a trick on the man: we will hide his shoes and conceal ourselves behind those bushes and wait to see his response when he cannot find them".

"My young friend" answered the professor, "we should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor. You are rich and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by the means of this poor man. Put a coin in each shoe and then we will hide and watch how this affects him".

So it was and they hid behind some bushes. The poor man finished his work and came to the path where he had left his coat and shoes. While putting his coat on he slipped his foot into one of his shoes. Feeling something hard he stooped down to feel what it was and he found a coin.

Astonishment and wonder were upon his face. He gazed at the coin, turned it around and around looking at it again and again. He then looked all around but could see no one. He put the money in his pocket and proceeded to put the other shoe on; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin.

His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless and his children without bread whom this timely bounty from some unknown hand would save from perishing.

The student stood there deeply affected and tears filled his eyes. "Now" said the professor – are you not much better pleased than if you had played your trick?"

The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of these words, which I never understood before: "It is more blessed to give than to receive".

And whatever you spend for spendings (e.g., in Sadaqah – charity, etc. for Allâh’s Cause) or whatever vow you make, be sure Allâh knows it all. And for the Zâlimûn (wrong-doers, etc.) there are no helpers. (Al-Baqarah 2:270)

Kind words and forgiving of faults are better than Sadaqah (charity) followed by injury. And Allâh is Rich (Free of all wants) and He is Most-Forbearing. (Al-Baqarah 2:263
7  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / The Wooden Bowl on: March 16, 2010, 06:47:55 AM
AsSalam Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakaatuhu

The Wooden Bowl

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather’s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table.

For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child’s future.

Let us all be wise builders and role models. Take care of yourself, … and those you love, … today, and everyday!

"And We have enjoined on man

to be good and dutiful to his parents"
[Soorah al-Ankaboot (29): 8]

"And your Lord has decreed (commanded) that you worship none but Him. And that you be dutiful to your parents..." [Soorah al-Isra (17): 23]

"The Lord is pleased with the pleasing of the parents, and the Lord is angry with him who angers the parents." [Saheeh al-Jamee (3500) ]

8  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / The Man and the Snake on: March 16, 2010, 04:01:01 AM
AsSalam Alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakaatuhu

The Man and the Snake

A man returns home from his shop on a winter night and finds his wife and children sitting in the veranda. He asks them surprizingly, "why are you sitting in the veranda in this cold weather?" His wife replies, a long black snake has entered the room in the evening.

The man then enters the room with a big stick and searches everywhere for the snake, but couldn’t find it. The wife says, I have seen the snake entering the room with my own eyes, and the children bear witness to it.
Upon hearing this, the man enters the room again and takes out everything from the room until the room is completely empty. Then he searches everything thoroughly and keeps it back in the room one by one, but still there is no sign of any snake.
He consoles his wife and children saying that the snake might have left the house from this drain and you might not have seen it go out. Hearing this, their fear is curtailed and they enter the room.

Now they have their dinner as usual and prepare to sleep. The man sits on his bed and starts checking his shop’s account. Suddenly he sees his shirt which was hanging on the wall moving slightly even though the fan is off due to cold and doors and windows are tightly shut. He thinks that the snake is hiding behind the shirt. Terrified, the man takes a stick and touches his shirt. Then he shakes it vigorously with the stick, but there is no snake. He picks up the shirt and hangs it inside the cupboard and returns to his bed.

Now he feels he is not interested in the shop’s account. So he switches the lights off and lies on his bed. He alone was awake in the house and everyone else had slept already. Suddenly the empty cup on the cupboard falls down on the floor. He again imagines the snake curled on top of the cupboard. He switches on the light while sitting on the bed itself. Then stands on his place and looks at the cupboard.

Once again he takes up courage and searches the room for the snake, but to no avail. Tired, he lies down again for sleeping without switching off the light this time.

To his astonishment, whenever he closes his eyes, he sees a long black snake in front of him. He opens his eyes out of fear. He spends his whole night turning from one side to other and could not sleep due to the fear of the snake…

His wife had informed him of a snake entering the room due to which he searched the room thrice but couldn’t find any trace of a snake. His wife might have lied to him, and used to lie at him sometimes. But believing in her report, he scanned the room thrice and could not sleep due to fear. Any small sound would make his hairs stand on their ends.

But the most truthful of all, our Prophet Sallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam has seen with his own eyes and informed us of various stages in the Hereafter. Let alone Jannat, Jahannum, Sirat, the Day of Resurrection, the Punishment of the Grave, etc and let alone the Power of Allah, His hidden Treasure, and His hidden System (of governing everything), if we only take the report that every human has two angels (Kiraman Katibeen) on their shoulders who record each and every deed; how many of our nights were spent sleepless due to the fear of these Kiraaman Kaatibeen?

Just due to the report of his wife seeing a snake he spent his whole night in fear, how many nights have we spent in fear due to these angels informed by our Prophet Sallallahu Alaihi wa Sallam? Let alone spending sleepless nights, how many times did we ever think of these angels continously monitoring us and our hairs have stood on their ends?
9  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / "PATH TO PARADISE" on: March 08, 2010, 01:41:36 AM
Assalamu Alaikkum Wrahmatullahi Wa Barkatuh!

*This wonderful story brought tears to my eyes. Thought I muz share with you
all, it may touch your hearts too.*

Every Friday afternoon, after the congregation service at the mosque the
Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out

"PATH TO PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the
Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold
outside, as well as pouring rain.

* The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad,
I'm ready!'
* His dad asked, 'Ready for what' 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts
together and go out.'
* Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'
* The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people
still going to hell, even though it's raining?'
* Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
* Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go Please'
* His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are
the booklets. Be careful son.'

'Thanks, Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy
walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he
met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone- chilled wet
and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for
someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to
the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still
no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old da'wah (Invitation) -expert turned to leave,
but something stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the
door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly
asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit
up her world, this little boy said,

'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that ALLAH
REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I came to give you my very last booklet
which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to
achieve His pleasure.'

With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave.

She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Friday afternoon after congregation (Jam’aat) service
(during which period they hold a weekly program) the Imam was giving some
lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have
questions or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over
the speaker. As the voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment
was plainly evident in it even though the wasn't to be seen, 'No one in this
gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday
I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband passed on some time

leaving me totally alone in this world.. Last Friday, being a particularly
cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end
of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my
home.. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on
the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on
that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when
suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought,
I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be. Nobody ever rings my
bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for
the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there
on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever
seen in my life. His SMILE,

oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth
caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with
a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES
AND CARES FOR YOU!'  Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise that I
now hold in my hand.

You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address
of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come
here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the
nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'

There was not a dry eye in the mosque. And as shouts of TAKBIR..ALLAH
AKBAR.. (God is Great) rented the air, even among the ladies, despite

Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel
was seated....

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no jama'at (congregation) has had a more glorious moment, and
probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love
and honor for his son...

Except for One. This very one...

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is
for His people!

Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close
to you.
Please share this wonderful message

Spread His Word, help Him and you'll see His hand in everything you do...

Qur'an 5:3: This day I've perfected your religion for you, and completed my
favor on you, and chose Islam for you as religion....

Qur'an 3:110: You are the best community evolved for mankind; you enjoin the
right conduct and forbid indecency, and you believe in God...

"Blessed is the person whom Almighty God has made a key for good and a lock
for evil." (Al-Tirmidhi, Hadith 1366)

**** Qur'an 3:104: Let there arise amongst you a band of people inviting to
all that is good and right, and forbidding the wrong. Such
are the successful ones....
**** Qur'an 16:125: Invite to the way of your Lord wisdom and fair
exhortation. ..

*may Almighty ALLAH  (SWT) guide all of us to the Right Path and give all of
us the courage to accept the Truth in the light of Qur'an and Sunnah and to
reject all things which are in contradiction to the Holy Qur'an and Sunnah,

============ ========= ========= ========= ========= ====
 Jazakallah khaire.

10  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Me and My Father on: March 07, 2010, 08:06:19 AM

                        Me and My Father

When I was 4 Yrs Old : My father is THE BEST
When I was 6 Yrs Old: My father seems to know everyone
When I was 10 Yrs Old: My father is excellent but he is short tempered
When I was 12 Yrs Old: My father was nice when I was little
When I was 14 Yrs Old: My father started being too sensitive
When I was 16 Yrs Old : My father can't keep up with modern times
When I was 18 Yrs Old : My father is getting less tolerant as the days pass by
When I was 20 Yrs Old : It is too hard to forgive my father, how could my Mum stand him all these years
When I was 25 Yrs Old : My father seems to be objecting to everything I do
When I was 30 Yrs Old: It's very difficult to be in agreement with my father, I wonder if my Grandfather was troubled by my father when he was a youth
When I was 40 Yrs Old: My father brought me up with a lot of discipline, I must do the same
When I was 45 Yrs Old: I am puzzled, how did my father manage to raise all of us
When I was 50 Yrs Old : It's rather difficult to control my kids, how much did my father suffer for the sake of upbringing and protecting us
When I was 55 Yrs Old: My father was far looking and had wide plans for us, he was gentle and outstanding.
When I became 60 Yrs Old: My father is THE BEST
Note that it took 56 Yrs to complete the cycle and return to the starting point "My father is THE BEST "

Let's be good to our parents before it's too late and pray to Allaah that our own children will treat us even better than the way we treated our parents

Allah(SWT) says: "Your lord has decreed that you worship non but him and show kindness to parents. If one or both reach old age with you then do not say uff! To them nor repulse them, but speak graciously to them" {Surah Al-Isra: Ayah 23}

O our lord, forgive me and my parents and believers on the day when the reckoning shall come to pass. {Surah Ibrahim: Ayah 41}

O my Lord, have mercy on them (parents) just as they nourished me when I was small.{Surah Bani Irail: Ayah 24}

11  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Written by Abu Muhammad al-Maqdisi on: March 06, 2010, 01:19:34 AM
Openly proclaim what Allah commanded, and don’t fear the worthless instead of Allah * And fear only Him, and you will succeed in safety;

And give victory to the Book of Allah and the traditions * That came from the one sent with the Qur’an;

And strike every denier with the sword of Revelation * Just like the Mujahid would strike over the fingertips;

And carry on with truthful zeal * The way of the sincere and brave who are dedicated to Allah;

And remain firm with patience under the banner of guidance * And if you are harmed in the process, it is for the Pleasure of the Merciful;

And make the Book of Allah and authentic traditions your weapons * And strengthen your soul;

Who will fight and present himself * Or compete on the fields?

Openly preach what the Messenger came with * And do not fear the lack of helpers;

As Allah will give victory to His Religion and Book * And Allah is sufficient to protect His slave;

And do not fear the plots of the enemy * As they only fight using lies and falsehood;

The soldiers of the Messenger’s followers are Angels * And their soldiers are the army of Satan;

What a difference there is between the two groups * Whoever is confused should just compare them both;

Be firm and fight under the banner of guidance * And be patient, as the victory of Allah, your Lord, is near;

As Allah will give victory to His Religion and Book * And His Messenger with knowledge and authority;

And truth is a pillar that none can demolish * Even if everyone gathered to do so;

And if your opponents become many and overwhelm you * Stay firm, as their power is like smoke;

It rises up and afterwards * Is blown away to where the eye cannot see;

Do not fear their large numbers, as they are worthless and like flies * Would you fear a fly?

And do not be pleased with the leadership of the cow * Whose leaders are themselves oxen;

And if they intend, they will come against you * So, do not act shocked or cowardly if they do so;

And remain firm and do not carry on without support* As this is not praiseworthy with the brave;

Even though the group of Allah fights with their righteous actions * Not a battalion of the brave;

By Allah, they did not conquer lands due to their numbers * Their numbers were not noticeable;

So, if you see the group of Islam * With its cavalry side by side with those in authority;

In such a case, enter their ranks * And do not be lazy or fluttered;

The truth will be aided and tested * So, do not be surprised, as this is the pattern of the Merciful;

This is how His group will be distinguished from His enemies * And this is why the people are two groups;

And this is why the Messengers fought the disbelievers * Since this rag-tag group first existed;

However, the good end will be for the people of truth * If it doesn’t come here, it will come later from the Rewarder

Written by Abu Muhammad al-Maqdisi
12th of Sha’ban, 1414 years after the migration of the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon
12  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / another story to ponder -------- Salman Wants to Get Married on: February 24, 2010, 12:22:07 AM
Salman Wants to Get Married ~*~

Seeing that his mother was in a good mood, Salman sat near her and said, 'Mother, I have an idea which should bring you much joy."

His mother answered eagerly, "My son, all that you give me makes me
happy. What is on your mind?"

"You know," he told her, "I have finished my studies and can afford to begin a family. I have decided to marry."

His mother's face brightened with a smile. "This is very good news! I have long awaited such a day," she told him. "How often I have wished you would marry one of your cousins. Praise be to Allah that you have made this decision before it is too late!." Salman exclaimed, "Before it's too late? What do you mean?" "Your cousin Maryam is now old enough to marry. Every day there is someone visiting her home, seeking her hand."

Salman sat silently for a moment and said, "Then why should we bother her suitors?"

"What do you mean, Salman?," asked his mother, dismayed.

"My cousin Maryam is not fit for me."

"Why not? No, my son, you're mistaken. I shall go and see about your engagement tomorrow," his mother told him.

Salman frowned and said, "No, mother. Please do not do such a thing. I will not agree to this." "When she becomes your fiancé, you will feel love for her. Put aside your fears. Maryam is beautiful, and she has a respectable job."

Salman disagreed, "No. This matter only concerns me."

Salman's mother thought for a moment and said, "If you dislike Maryam, then there's my brother's daughter. She is as beautiful as Maryam, and she has inherited a large sum of money from my brother.

"Mother, please think about this matter from my point of view. I need someone to share my life, not a business partner."

His mother became angry and sharply asked, "What's wrong with my niece? Why isn't she good enough to be your wife?"

Salman replied, "She is not a practicing Muslim. I want a Muslim wife."

Salman's mother laughed sarcastically and said, "You speak as if you were an angel who could only marry another angel. Why don't you stop saying such nonsense, my son? You are an educated young man, you should give up your impossible ideals."

"I am neither an angel, nor do I seek a saint for a wife. I am a Muslim believer looking for a girl who also believes in Islam." replied Salman.

Salman's mother told him, "I don't know any girls who share your ideals."

He said, "I know someone who measures up to my expectations."

Startled by this admission, Salman's mother asked, "You know someone? Who is she? Since when do you begin friendship with girls?"

Salman answered quickly, "I didn't mean that I know a girl personally, but I know of her." "I see," she said. "You have already chosen your wife. Who is this lucky girl?" "Mother, please be more understanding. I hope you will take my side and persuade father to agree with my choice."

This appeal to Salman's mother softened her, and she said, "I swear that I think only of your welfare. I'll help you. Tell me, what are this girl's qualifications?"

Salman told her, "Nothing matters except the religious aspect. She is Muslim, and wears complete hijab." "Oh, then she is uneducated!"

"No, she has a high school education and her religious knowledge is extensive."

Then his mother asked, "What family is she from? Do I know them?"

"She is from a good family known for their piety", Salman told her. "Of what use is a well-known family if a girl has no Islamic morals?" He silently beseeched Allaah to give him the patience to overcome his mother's resistance. "A happy marriage doesn't depend on fame or wealth. Happiness stems from spiritual nearness and mutual understanding." Then, in a different tone of voice his mother asked, "What does her father do for a living?" "He is a grocer," Salman replied.

"A grocer?!", she exclaimed. "Yes. He is a grocer and a very righteous man. He is the head of a happy and virtuous family."

Salman's mother interrupted him, "You are the son of a wealthy man; with your college degree you wish to marry a grocer's daughter?

What a shame! Yet you ask me to assist you! If I had chosen the daughter of a jeweler, how would you feel?"

His mother replied, "There is a big difference between a jeweler and a grocer."

"The only difference is with regard to the substance. The former sells rings and the latter sells sugar. Both work in order to earn money," Salman answered.

His mother lamented, "Imagine your father's reaction to this news! "

Salman said firmly, " This is my desire, either you help me or I'll do it myself."

He spoke so seriously that his mother laughed mockingly, saying, "Does the matter require a great effort? The least move you make, they will give their daughter to you gladly."

Salman shook his head in doubt and said, "Wait and see!"

"What an odd situation this is! Am I to present my son to a grocer's daughter? What special beauty does this girl possess to make you blind to every other consideration?'

"I have not yet seen her," Salman said.

"Then how do you know she's not ugly?" asked his mother.

"I know she is not. As far as good conduct is concerned, physical beauty is of little importance."

"Oh Salman, my amazement never ceases."

The next morning, Salman told his father of his intentions. His father became angry, but Salman remained determined to marry the woman of his choice. Finally his father agreed and Salman asked his mother to visit the girl's home to make the proposal and overcome any obstacles.

The following afternoon Salman's mother, accompanied by his oldest sister, went to the girl's house. On the way there, Salman's sister asked her mother what the girl's name was. Her mother replied, " I forgot to ask him! "When they knocked on the family's door, they were surprised to see a beautiful young girl open it. The girl was surprised to see the two unfamiliar women, but she showed them into the living room and went to tell her mother that they had visitors.

Her mother welcomed the guests and waited for them to explain the reason for their visit. After exchanging greetings, Salman's mother asked who was who had opened the door. "It was my daughter, Zaynab," she replied. "Do you have any other daughter?" asked Salman's mother. "No, she's my only daughter", replied her mother. Salman's mother and sister were delighted to learn that the girl was Zaynab. Just then, Zaynab entered with coffee for their visitors and put off her niqab. She sat next to Salman's sister and they soon found much to discuss. Then she collected the empty coffee cups and left the room.

Salman's mother began, "We have come with a blessed aim. We would be happy to have your daughter Zaynab as a wife for my son." She praised her son for his intelligence, his good looks and his wealth, but she neglected to mention his firm Islamic beliefs, which was very important to Zaynab's mother. Therefore, Salman's mother was stunned when Zaynab's mother shook her head slowly and said, "I'm very sorry. It is difficult for me to agree to this proposal; in fact, it's impossible." With much surprise, Salman's mother asked, "What is impossible?"

"My daughter is still young. I'm sure your son can find a girl who suits him." Salman's mother protested, "But Zaynab suits him well!
Would you be kind enough to justify your refusal?"

"I only have one daughter, and I should be sure of her future married life."

"But Salman is well-off financially," said his mother. "He is a Doctor!"

Zaynab's mother replied, "Zaynab would not marry someone because he is wealthy or has a college degree."

Salman's mother was at a loss for words. "Then what will ensure your daughter's happiness and consent?"

"When a mother looks for a wife for her son, she should mention her son's conduct." said the mother of Zaynab. "My daughter is a committed Muslim. She wants a Muslim husband, and remember, my daughter wears hijab, and your son may want a modern wife, who dresses like his mother and sister."

Salman's mother laughed with relief and told her, "You're correct.
I haven't mentioned his conduct. I thought that other aspects of his
character were of more importance. My son is a faithful Muslim. He
is, in fact, looking for a wife who observes hijab. Be sure that my
appearance (un-Islamic clothing) is not to Salman's taste."

Zaynab's mother also smiled and said, "You should have told me earlier! Please give us your address so we can visit you and learn more about your son."

"We hope you can come early next week," said Salman's mother.

Salman was waiting anxiously for his mother's return. As soon as she and her daughter returned home he asked, "Well, mother? How was your visit?"

"It was very strange," she replied.

"What was strange?", he asked. "Has anything bad happened?"

"Oh no, Salman. But I never expected such a thing," she answered. "Then they have refused?" Salman's father said, "How could a grocer's daughter refuse a wealthy young man?"

Salman's mother turned to her husband and said, " They did, in fact, refuse..."

"What! they refused?" asked the father. "I spoke about Salman's good qualities, but I didn't mention his Islamic morals. My appearance also caused her to decline my proposal because her daughter is a very faithful Muslim. When I realized their objections, I told them that you are a true Muslim as well. I have come to respect them very much. They don't care about status or wealth."

"Have you seen the girl?", asked Salman's father.

"Yes, she is very beautiful, lovely and polite. Salman is a lucky man to have made such a choice."

The following week, Zaynab's family paid a visit to Salman's home and plans were made for the upcoming wedding. They were soon married and there was much rejoicing.

13  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / PARENTS on: February 18, 2010, 02:53:06 AM

O human, ponder on your creation for a moment.
Of this fact you are unaware,
when you were an infant, with your fragile little body,
you would sleep cuddled against your Mother’s bosom.
How weak and thin her body was,
but still your Mother used to perform tasks for you.
For 2 years did she wean you with her milk,
from the hot and cold seasons did she protect you.
If she had forgotten to give you milk,
you would cry and take account of your Mother.
When you would cry, then she would cry alongside you.

She was lost in her intoxicating love for you.
She would sacrifice her rest and comforts for you.
She would remain awake herself to put you to sleep.
Just so she could keep a watch over you,
she would sleep on one side all night
Singing a lullaby of “Allah, Allah” whilst patting you gently,
she would fall asleep resting her hand on your waist.
She would awaken before you when you had
only just started to make a little noise,
and she would be up in a shot to quieten you down.
In case you may fall whilst turning sides,
she would place two pillows, to your right and left.
If due to coldness you would wet the bedding,
and cry restlessly due to coldness,
then she would put you to sleep in her lap,
and lie you down on her warm bedding.

When you would fall ill during childhood,
then it wasn’t you that suffered, it was her.
Then you started speak that which you had learnt from your Mother,
then you started to walk and then run.
Until you hadn’t arrived home from school,
your Mothers restless heart never gained rest.
If after playing you would not return home,
her eyes would stay fixed on the gate.

Your Father toiled through hardships
and spent on you whilst selling his house.
He worked night and day to get you educated,
remained hungry himself to feed you.
Your Mother’s supplication was with you step by step.

Then you stepped into the life of youth.
You used to walk with your chest puffed up,
as if you was going to rip up this earth.
You felt very proud of your power,
you thought everyone else were ordinary birds
whilst you was a Royal Falcon.

You started to show the colours of youth against your Mother.
You began to hanker over a fairy looking woman,
who was white in complexion and had thick black hair.
That fairy looking woman then became your bride.
In your yearning for her you got lost so much that
you stopped enquiring about your Parents.
You started to eat at fancy restaurants,
and started to go shopping everyday.

What your Father had kept saved of his wealth,
you spent it all on pleasures and luxuries.
Today when they are not quick-witted and destitute,
and long for two rotis from you.
Whose share of meat you used to eat,
today you find it hard to feed them two rotis.

Your imaan started to weaken as such,
that you started to quarrel with them time after time.
And then one day your Mother said this much to you:
“O weak hearted! In this old age, do not turn away from us.
We have no-one besides you, apart from you we cannot rely on anybody”.
Then how you turned and said to your Mother:
“I do not have the strength anymore, quickly get out of my sight,
go outside and drop dead somewhere!!”

Of this sentence of yours they got worried,
all their dreams went aflame and turned to ashes.
This day brought upon them by their only child.
Their pleas went unheard, they fell at your feet and cried:
“Where are we going to go?
Wherever we are going to go we’ll get knocked about.”

Your wife had such an influence on you,
that their pleas didn’t have any effect upon you.
In a state of grief and crying, they started to leave,
along with them the walls and doors of the house also started crying.
Upon listening to their pleas even the Arsh (of Allah) started to shake.
But still your hard-heart didn’t have mercy.
They cried to Allah and supplicated.
And it was Allah that granted them comfort.

The clouds of sorrow that were hanging, dispersed.
The few days that were remaining of their life, passed by.
They lived that quantity of life which was destined for them.
Your Father passed away,
and then your Mother also departed (from this world).
Even in their dying moments they remembered you..
They breathed the air of your love
and supplicated on your behalf whilst passing away.

The days of your life also passed by.
Now that the chapter of your youth has passed,
the reality of life dawned upon you.

So what happened now?

Now look at your own condition,
how much power of effect old age has on you.
You find in difficult to move around,
everyone is fed up of their service towards you.
Nobody is willing to sit beside you and share your sorrows.
Nobody addresses you with a straight face.

Your wife’s state is also like this,
not any better, but just like yours.
You are both paralysed, dependent and helpless,
you are unable to earn or eat yourselves.
Now that you cry of your fate,
you sit down and make garlands of tears.
Never did you think you would see such sour days,
you now reside in the apartment of servants.

Your children are not free from their businesses,
and they do not need you today.
Now you start to remember your Parents,
you start to see their faces in front of you.
You may cry in distress and lament all you want now,
your Father shall never rise and come back and nor will your Mother.

You start to cry now over your mistakes.
You start to yearn for death from Allah.
But death is incapable of itself.
How will you acquire peace when it is not within reach.
Life has yet to make you suffer,
it is to bring forth a new calamity everyday.

Why did you forget Allah’s commands?
Why did you hurt your Parents feelings?
Of who Allah says do not say a word of “uff” and stay respectful towards,
then why did you trouble them in old age?
Why did you forget the laws of Qur’an?
Now suffer in this world as recompense,
and then Allah shall throw you into the fire of hell.

Yes it is possible (that this may happen).
So seek forgiveness from Allah,
whilst lamenting, supplicate on their behalf..
Give alms in way of charity and pray some optional prayers,
and then bestow the reward upon your Parents.
For if they are pleased, then so shall Allah be pleased
Because their happiness is His happiness.

It is true, if you show love towards your Parents, fulfil their rights,
by serving your Parents and acquiring their supplications,
then he shall attain Jannah as a reward from Allah.
If you seek the mercy of your Lord O’ Sulaiman, (the poet is addressing himself)
then strive in their servitude by night and day.

O human, ponder on your creation for a moment.
Of this fact you are unaware.

14  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Love for the Prophet --- Fulfilled Covenant on: February 14, 2010, 03:14:00 AM
Fulfilled Covenant

During the battle of Khaybar which took place between the Muslims and Jews, the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) and his Companions (Allah be pleased with them all) besieged the fort of Khaybar wherein the Jews were residing. A poor Shepherd who was working for his Jewish master had already heard about the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace), and upon seeing the Muslim army, thought that it was a good opportunity to inquire about Islam.

He came out of the fort with the goats and sheep he was looking after and asked the whereabouts of the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace). Upon being directed towards the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace), he inquired about the basic teachings of Islam, and then said: “What will my status be if I accept Islam?” The Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) replied: “I will embrace you, you will become my brother and enjoy the same rights as other Muslims.”

He said: “I am very poor and in a bad state. I am totally black and have bad odour coming from my body and cloths. How will you embrace me if I am in such a condition?” The Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) replied: “I shall embrace you, for all of Allah’s servants are equal in His sight.” He said: “If I embrace Islam, what will my fate be?” The Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) said: “I bear witness that if you accept Islam, Allah will change the darkness of your body to light, and the bad odour to good fragrance.” These words of the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) had their effect on his heart, thus he embraced Islam.

After entering into the fold of Islam, he asked the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) what he was obliged to do? The Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) said that they were at the moment in the midst of war, thus the obligation at this moment and time was to participate in Jihad. However, the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) said to him: "The first and foremost thing you need to do is return these animals to its Jewish owner and then engage in Jihad."

These animals belonged to a Jew who was in the opposing army, but the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) ordered him to go back and return them. The reason being, that he had taken these goats and sheep on a trust, and it is necessary by Shariah to return the belongings taken on trust back to its owner.

Thereafter, he participated in the holy battle (jihad) and was amongst the martyrs. The Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him & give him peace) recognised his body, thus addressed his Companions that I see with my own eyes that he has been given a bath in the sacred water of paradise, and Allah has changed his darkness to shining white and his bad foul smell to refreshing fragrance.

15  Islam / Inspirational Islamic Stories / Love for the Prophet --- The Patched Robe on: February 14, 2010, 03:13:11 AM
The Patched Robe

There was a Jew of Damascus who was reading a holy book one day when he came across the name of the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) written in it. Not liking this, he removed the name. But the next day he found it there again. Again he took out the name; but on the third day it had appeared again. He thought: "Perhaps this is a sign that a true Emissary has come. I will journey southwards to Madinah."

And he forthwith started out, not tarrying until he reached the city of the Prophet. When he arrived there, knowing nobody, he was near the Mosque of the Prophet when the Sahabi Anas (ra) arrived. He said to Anas: "Friend, take me to the Prophet."

Anas (ra) led him into the mosque, which was full of people in anguish. Abu Bakr (ra) the successor was sitting there at the head of the assembly. The old man went up to him, thinking he must be Muhammad, and said: "O Chosen Envoy of God, a strayed old man has come to offer you peace." Hearing the title of the Prophet used, everyone present burst into a flood of tears. The stranger was uncertain as to what to do. He said: "I am a foreigner and a Jew, and I am unaware of the rites of the Faith of Submission to the Will of Allah. Have I said something untoward? Should I have remained silent? Or is this a ritual observance? Why do you cry? If it is a ceremony, I have never heard of it."

Omar (ra) said to him: "We do not weep because of anything which you have done. But you must hear, unfortunate one, that it is a but a week since the Prophet left the earth. When we heard his name, grief took possession of our hearts anew."

As soon as he heard this, he tore his clothes in anguish. When he had recovered a little, he said: "Do me one favour. Let me have at least a robe of the Prophet. If I cannot see him, at least let me have this."

Omar (ra) answered: "Only Fatima (ra) could give us one of his robes." Ali (ra) said: "But she will not allow anyone to go near her." But they went to her door and knocked, and explained what they wanted.

Fatima (ra) answered: "Verily, the Prophet spoke truly when he said, shortly before he died: 'A wayfarer, who has love towards me and who is a good man, will come to the house. He will not see me. Give him, therefore, this patchwork robe as if from me, and for me treat him gently, offering salutations.'"

The Jew put the robe on himself and, professing Islam, asked to be taken to the Prophet's grave. It was at this place that he breathed his last.

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