I got this in an email.. and I thought I would share. It's long, but it's definitely worth it.
He got up and realized that there were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib. While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed. His grandmother prayed with such tranquility and peace. He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.
He had been at school all day and was tired, so tired. He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting. He was sweating profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded. Every direction he looked in was filled with people. Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting. Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.
It was the Day of Judgement. When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgement, but that seemed so long ago. Could this be something his mind made up? No,the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this. The interrogation was still going on. He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him.
All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him. Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the center and left him there. His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie. He opened his eyes but saw only another world. The people were all helping others.He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared. He pleaded his case, "I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadan. Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did. Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not." He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah. He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah. He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over. His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.
At last, the decision was made. The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd. His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam. His name was read first. He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be, "How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to others". His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat. The two angels took him by the arms. As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam. He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him. He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him. The Jahannam angels continued to drag him. They had gotten closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these were his last pleas. Had not Rasulullah [saw] said, "How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins"? He began yelling, "My prayers? my prayers? my prayers." The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam. The flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him. One of the angels pushed him in. He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.
He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back. He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard. He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, "Who are you?" The old man replied, "I am your prayers". "Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in". The old man smiled and shook his head, "You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?" At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the adhan for Salat-ul Isha. He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.
JazakAllah breda Haroon n chacha_jalebi...Respct 4 botha uz, wood rep u buh cant b bovad ...Teek must revse
Peace n stay blessed x
Pwees kp me in ur precious supplications
loool double standards 4 u eh?? lol no hard feeelinz lol
take care all
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"If you even dream of beating me you'd better wake up and apologise!" kay:
Wasnt me...you have no proof i wrote that...i blame the hacker that keeps toying wit ma system pretending to me moi *eyes rolly with signs of hesitation*...LOL!...You You You ...LIL FINGY!.....You better rep me or else i get mods on you ha!
Peace x
P.s i gave up ma laziness and repped ya both lol...Teek taak me gotta go and revise!
Last edited by x Maz x; 05-25-2006 at 10:13 AM.
Ya Muslimeen
Ya Mu’meneen
Open up your eyes
Aim for the ultimate prize
Which is paradise
Allah’s laws
By definition has no flaw
So why do we pause?
Tell me what’s the cause
Hold your applause
Takbir!!!!!
Allahu Akbar
Hai Hai chacha man i did rep ya *sticks tongue out*...check your reps...ma comment wont show but i did rep you honest i did *halo*...Yeh ya'll tell him yo rep me and knock some common sense into him lol Peace x
Ya Muslimeen
Ya Mu’meneen
Open up your eyes
Aim for the ultimate prize
Which is paradise
Allah’s laws
By definition has no flaw
So why do we pause?
Tell me what’s the cause
Hold your applause
Takbir!!!!!
Allahu Akbar
dearest ukhti all u had 2 ask do was ask 4 a rep, now common what u take me 4? well thing is, i would, really really really, but erm 1 obstacles stands between me repn u. and erm that is.........i dont know how to do it.......aaah well thats life....kay:
ps jazakallah khair 4 d rep, well if dat was u...cant tell with this new system 'hint hint'
I had a wrestle with an alligator, i had a tussle with a whale, I handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail! Only last week i murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalised a brick, im so mean i make medicine sick
"If you even dream of beating me you'd better wake up and apologise!" kay:
dearest ukhti all u had 2 ask do was ask 4 a rep, now common what u take me 4? well thing is, i would, really really really, but erm 1 obstacles stands between me repn u. and erm that is.........i dont know how to do it.......aaah well thats life....kay:
ps jazakallah khair 4 d rep, well if dat was u...cant tell with this new system 'hint hint'
salam.
well click on the green colour on the left hand side and follow the rest *simple*
stay on topic people
w.salam
salam.
well click on the green colour on the left hand side and follow the rest *simple*
stay on topic people
w.salam
tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut
you've gone and blown it now ent ya loool
thnx 4 d advice, din need tho lolkay:
jus a ploy 2 erm delay the rep lool
I had a wrestle with an alligator, i had a tussle with a whale, I handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail! Only last week i murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalised a brick, im so mean i make medicine sick
"If you even dream of beating me you'd better wake up and apologise!" kay:
You my ol' cod purchased from the local fish mongers are really a tough nut yano...Grrr...rep me already :'( It'll make me feel a tad mo popular lol...Big up chacha saab sharin ur knowledge..shame it aint wanted where mods are concerned LOL...nah on a level stay on topic InshAllah...
WalaykumAsalaam x
P.S Harooooooooooooooooon rep moi already Pshhhhhhh
Ya Muslimeen
Ya Mu’meneen
Open up your eyes
Aim for the ultimate prize
Which is paradise
Allah’s laws
By definition has no flaw
So why do we pause?
Tell me what’s the cause
Hold your applause
Takbir!!!!!
Allahu Akbar
>know its long...but its worth it, so READ IT..its very
>powerful...take a
>look :
>
>He remembered his grandmother's warning about praying on time: "My
>son,
>you shouldn't leave prayer to this late time". His grandmother's age
>was
>70 but whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and
>performed Salah. He, however could never win over his ego to get up
>and
>pray. Whatever he did, his Salah was always the last to be offered
>and he
>prayed it quickly to get it in on time.
>Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15
>minutes
>left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and performed
>Salat-ul
>Maghrib. While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother
>and was
>embarrassed by how he had prayed. His grandmother prayed with such
>tranquility and peace. He began making Dua and went down to make
>Sajdah
>and stayed like that for a while. He had been at school all day and
>was
>tired, so tired
>He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting. He was
>sweating
>profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded. Every direction he
>looked in was filled with people. Some stood frozen looking around,
>some
>were running left and right and some were on their knees with their
>heads
>in their hands just waiting. Pure fear and apprehension filled him
>as he
>realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.
>It was the Day of Judgement.
>When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on
>the
>Day of Judgement, but that seemed so long ago. Could this be
>something his
>mind made up? No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could
>not
>have imagined this. The interrogation was still going on. He began
>moving
>frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been
>called. No
>one could answer him. All of a sudden his name was called and the
>crowd
>split into two and made a passageway for him. Two people grabbed his
>arms
>and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the
>crowd. The
>angels brought him to the center and left him there. His head was
>bent
>down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a
>movie.
>He opened his eyes but saw only another world. The people were all
>helping
>others. He saw his father running from one lecture to the other,
>spending
>his wealth in the way of Islam. His mother invited guests to their
>house
>and one table was being set while the other was being cleared. He
>pleaded
>his case, "I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread
>the
>word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of
>Ramadan.
>Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did. Whatever he ordered us not
>to do,
>I did not." He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.
>He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what
>Allah
>deserved and his only protector was Allah. He was sweating like
>never
>before and was shaking all over. His eyes were fixed on the scale,
>waiting
>for the final decision.
>At last, the decision was made. The two angels with sheets of paper
>in
>their hands, turned to the crowd. His legs felt like they were going
>to
>collapse. He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of
>those
>people who were to enter Jahannam. His name was read first. He fell
>on his
>knees and yelled that this couldn't be, "How could I go to Jahannam?
>I
>served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to others".
>His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat. The two
>angels
>took him by the arms. As his feet dragged, they went through the
>crowd and
>advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam. He was yelling and
>wondered if there was any person who was going to help him. He was
>yelling
>of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his
>fasts, prayers, the Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of
>them
>would help him. The Jahannam angels continued to drag him. They had
>gotten
>closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these were his last
>pleas.
>Had not Rasulullah [saw] said, "How clean would a person be who
>bathes in
>A river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times
>Cleanse someone of their sins"? He began yelling, "My prayers?my
>prayers?my prayers." The two angels did not stop, and they came to
>the
>Edge of the abyss of Jahannam.
>The flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one
>last
>Time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.
>One of
>the angels pushed him in.
>He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames. He had
>just
>Fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and
>pulled him
>Back. He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.
>He
>Wiped some dust off himself and asked him, "Who are you?" The old
>man
>Replied, "I am your prayers". "Why are you so late? I was almost in
>the
>Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in". The old
>man
>smiled and shook his head, "You always performed me at the last
>minute,
>did you forget?"
>At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was
>in a
>Sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the
>adhan
>For Salat-ul Isha. He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.
>
>Pass this on to ur friends and family, and maybe u can help someone
>open
>Their eyes........
>And who knows?? Maybe this is a good deed that can help you during
>the day
>Of judgement....right???
>
He remembered his grandmother's warning about praying on time: "My
son, you
shouldn't leave prayer to this late time". His grandmother's age
was
70 but whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and
performed Salah.
He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray.
Whatever he did, his Salah was always the last to be offered and he
prayed it
quickly to get it in on time.
Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15
minutes left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and
performed
Salat-ulMaghrib. While making Tasbih, heagain remembered his
grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.His
grandmother prayed with such tranquility and peace.
He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like
that for a while. He had been at school all day and was
tired, so
tired. He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting. He was
sweating profusely. He
looked around. It was very crowded. Every
direction he looked in was filled with people. Some stood frozen looking
around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he
was. His heart was about to burst. It was the Day of Judgement. When he was
alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of
Judgement, but that seemed so long ago. Could this be something his mind made up?
No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined
this. The interrogation was still going on. He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him. All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a
passageway for him.
Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing
eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the center and left him there. His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie. He
opened his eyes but saw only another world.The people were all helping others. He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam. His
mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while
the other was being cleared. He pleaded his case, "I too was always on this
path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted
in the month of Ramadan. Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.
Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not." He began to cry and think
about how much he loved Allah.
He knew that whatever he
had done in life would be less than what Allah
deserved and his only protector was Allah.
He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over. His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision. At last, the decision was made. The two angels with
sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd. His legs felt like
they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began to read the
names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.
His name was read first. He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be, "How could
I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to
others". His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.
The two angels took him by the arms. As his feet dragged, they went
through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.
He was yelling and wondered if
there was any person who was going
to help him. He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had
helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Qur'an that he read, he was
asking if none of them would help him. The Jahannam angels continued to
drag him. They had gotten closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these
were his last pleas. Had not Rasulullah [saw] said, "How clean would a person
be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah
performed five times cleanse someone of their sins"? He began yelling, "My prayers? my prayers? my prayers." The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam. The flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him. One of the angels pushed him in. He found
himself in the air and falling towards the flames. He had just fallen five
or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.
He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard. He
wiped some dust off himself and asked him, "Who are you?" The old man
replied, "I am your prayers". "Why are you so late! I was almost in the
Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in".
The old man smiled and shook his head, "You always performed me at the last minute, did you
forget?" At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was
in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the
adhan for Salat-ul Isha. He got up quickly and went to perform
Wudhu. Pass this on to ur friends and family, and maybe u can help someone
open their eyes........ and who knows?? maybe this is a good deed that
can
help you during the day of judgement....right???
All i hope is for my mums happiness.Shes my light.Shes my dunya.Her tears are my weakness.Her sadness breaks my heart.She is my mirror.A mirror that keeps me alive.Without her am nothing.shes my saaya.How can i leave her.I pray to Allah(swt) to keep me with her forever inshAllah.
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