Short Stories

The Price of Imaan

Several years ago an imaam moved to London. He often took the bus from his home to the downtown area. Some weeks after he arrived, he had occasion to ride the same bus. When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him twenty pence too much change.

As he considered what to do, he thought to himself, you better give the twenty pence back. It would be wrong to keep it. Then he thought, oh forget it, it's only twenty pence who would worry about this little amount? Anyway, the bus company already gets too much fare; they will never miss it, accept it as a gift from Almighty Allah and keep quite.

When his stop came, the Imaam paused momentarily at the door, then he handed the twenty pence back to the driver and said " Here, you gave me too much change." The driver with a smile replied " Aren't you the new Imaam in this area? have been thinking lately about going to worship at your mosque. I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change."

When the Imaam stepped off the bus, his knees became weak and soft. He had to grab the nearest light pole and held for support, and looked up to the heavens and cried "Oh Allah, I almost sold Islam for twenty pence!"

Remember, we may never see the impact our actions have on people.
Sometimes we are the only knowledge of Quran someone will read, or the only Islam a non-Muslim will see. What we need to provide, Insha Allah is an example for others to see. Be careful and be honest everyday, because you never know who is watching your actions and judging you as a Muslim.
 
Let us play a trick on the poor man

A young man, a student in one of the universities, was one day taking a walk with a Professor, who was commonly called the student’s friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.

As they went along,they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by,and who had nearly finished his day’s work.

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

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

The student did so and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes.

While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes, but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. He gazed upon the coin, turned it around, and looked at it again and again.

He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; 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 who was 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 his eyes filled with tears. “Now,” said the professor, are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended 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’s more blessed to give than to receive.”
 
An Amazing Story​

Al Haafidh ibn Rajab mentioned in the commentary of the tabiqaat of Al Hanaabila (196/1) in the biography of Al Qaadi Abi Bakr Muhammad Abdul Al Baaqi Al Bazzaz who died in the year 535 from the migration of the Messenger of ALLAH, peace and blessing be upon him.
Sheik Saalih Abu Al Qaasim Al Khazaz Al Bagdadi said, “I heard Al Qaadi Abi Bakr Muhammad Abdul Al Baaqi Al Bazzaz Al Ansaari say”…

I used to live in the vicinity of Mecca, may ALLAH the Exalted protect it, so one day I was stricken with severe hunger and I did not find anything to fight against this hunger. So I found a bag made from silk, tied with a tassel that was also made from silk, so I grabbed it and took it to my house. When I unfasten it I found in it a necklace made from pearl such that I had not seen the like of it before. So when I exited my house I saw an old man that was seeking this bag. With him was a torn rag containing five hundred dinar and he was saying, “This is for the one who returns to me the bag containing the pearls.” So I said, “I am in need, I am hungry, so I will take this money and benefit from it and return to him the bag”.

So I said to him, “Come to me”, so I took him and brought him to my home. So he gave me the description of the bag, and the description of the tassel, and the description of the pearls along with their number, and the description of the thread that fasten it. So I removed it from the bag and gave it to him, so he gave me the five hundred dinar, but I did not take it. Then I said to him, “It is incumbent upon me to return this to you and I will not take any reward for it.” He said to me, “You must take it”, and he persisted in this, but I would not take it from him so he left me and went about his way.

As for me, I didn’t have anything so I left Mecca and began sailing in the sea. So the ship tore apart and everyone aboard it drowned and their wealth was destroyed. I was saved by holding onto a piece of the ship. So I remained for a time period in the sea not knowing where I was going. I then arrived at an island that was inhabited by people. I sat in some of the masjids and the people heard me reading, and there did not remain anyone on the island except that he came to me and said, “Teach me the Koran”, so I acquired from the people a lot of wealth. Then I saw in the masjid some paper from a Mushaf, so I took it and began to read it. They said to me, “Do you have good handwriting?” I said yes. So they said, “Teach me handwriting”. So they came to me with their children from amongst the small kids and the young men and I used to teach them. I acquired from this also, a lot of wealth.

After this they said to me, “We have a young orphan girl who has some things from the dunya, (worldly wealth) we would like for you to marry her. I refused, but they said, “It is a must!” And they made this incumbent upon me, so I agreed.

After they married her to me, I turned my glance toward her and I found that exact same necklace hanging around her neck! At this time I did not busy myself with anything except staring at this necklace. So they said to me, “Oh Sheik! You have broken this young orphan girl’s heart by looking at this necklace, and you have not even looked at her." So I relayed to them the story of the necklace. So they screamed and yelled out, “There is no deity worthy of worship except ALLAH, ALLAHU AKBAR, until it reached everyone on the island. So I said, “What is with you?” They said, “The old man that took the necklace from you is the father of this young girl.” He used to say, “I have not found in the dunya (world) a Muslim (what is meant here is a trustworthy, kindhearted, one who knows the rights of found property) except the one who returned to me this necklace.”

And he used to make dua (supplication) saying, “Oh ALLAH, join me and him together so that I may marry him to my daughter”, and now it has happened. So I remained with her for a time period and I was provided with two sons by her. Then she passed away, so I inherited the necklace, me and my two sons. Then my two sons died, therefore the necklace became mine. So I sold the necklace for one hundred thousand dinar, and the money that you see me with now is what is left over from that money.


The following was taken from sahab.net:

http://www.sahab.net/sahab/showthread.php?threadid=310344

http://www.salafitalk.net/st/viewmessages.cfm?Forum=11&Topic=3927
 
Bismillaahir Rahmaanir Raheem
As salaamu alaikum


Taken from the book "Glimpses of the Lives of Righteous People" compiled by Majdi Muhammad Ash-Shahawi on pg. 21 -23

'I came to steal from him, but in the end, It was he who stole something from me - my heart' ​

It was a dark night on which the burglar scaled the wall of Malik bin Dinar's house and stealthily made his way inside. To his utter disappointment, the thief found nothing in the house that was worth stealing; what's more, the occupant of the house was actually inside and was busy praying.

Malik bin Dinar sensed the movement of the burglar, but without becoming alarmed, he turned around with perfect composure and extended greetings of peace to him. He then said, "My brother, may Allaah forgive you. You entered my home and found nothing worth taking, but I will not allow you to leave without gaining some benefit.

Malik stood up, approached the burglar with a jug of water in his hand, and said, "Here, perform ablution and perform two units of prayer. If you do so, you will take away with you that which is better than what you came to find in the first place."

"Yes, how generous of you," said the burglar, somewhat stupefied and, more than anything else, humbled. He stood, made ablution, and performed two units of prayer. Upon completing them, he turned and said, "O Malik, will I be imposing upon you if I perform two more units of prayer?"

"Perform as much as Allaah decrees for you," said Malik. The burglar turned worshiper continued to pray until the morning, at which time Malik said, "Go, and be good."

"Will I be imposing upon you if I stay here with you today, for I have made the intention to fast today."

"Stay as long as you want," said Malik. The man stayed with Malik for a number of days, spending the days fasting, and the nights standing up for prayer. Finally deciding to leave, the man said, "O Malik, I have made up my mind to repent."

"That (i.e., Allaah forgiving you and guiding you to repent) is in the Hand of Allaah 'Azza wa-Jall (the Possessor of might and majesty)," said Malik.

And in fact, the man did mend his ways and repent for his previous wayward existence. When the man left Malik's home, he came across another burglar he knew. Seeing the happy and serene _expression on the man's face, the burglar said, "I think that you have finally found you treasure?

"My brother," he answered, "I found Malik bin Dinar. I went to steal from him, but it was he who stole something of mine - my heart. Indeed, I have repented to Allaah 'Azza wa-Jall (the Possessor of might and majesty), and I will remain at the door (of His Mercy and Forgiveness) until I achieve what His obedient, loving slaves have achieved." :)

[Al-Mawa'iz Wal-Majalis, page 85]
 
The Donkey

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THE DONKEY


One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.






He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.





As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon,
everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

MORAL :
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.





Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less


Jazakkumullahu khyran.
 
This story relates to the the hadith given below:

Bukhari, Volume 5, Book 58, Number 191:
Narrated Khabbaba:

I came to the Prophet while he was leaning against his sheet cloak in the shade of the Ka'ba. We were suffering greatly from the pagans in those days. i said (to him). "Will you invoke Allah (to help us)?" He sat down with a red face and said, "(A believer among) those who were before you used to be combed with iron combs so that nothing of his flesh or nerves would remain on his bones; yet that would never make him desert his religion. A saw might be put over the parting of his head which would be split into two parts, yet all that would never make him abandon his religion. Allah will surely complete this religion (i.e. Islam) so that a traveler from Sana to Hadra-maut will not be afraid of anybody except Allah." (The sub-narrator, Baiyan added, "Or the wolf, lest it should harm his sheep.")



The boy, the king, and the monk


Suhayb reported that the Messenger of Allah, peace be upon him, said, "Among those before you there was a king who had a sorcerer. When he was old, he said to the king, 'I am old, so send me a lad to whom I can teach sorcery.' He sent him a lad for him to teach. When the boy was on the way, he came upon a monk. He sat down to listen to his words and liked what he heard. Whenever he went to the sorcerer, he would pass by the monk and sit with him. When he came to the sorcerer, the sorcerer would beat him. He complained about that to the monk who said, 'When you are afraid of the sorcerer, say, "My family kept me." And when you are afraid of your family, say, "The sorcerer kept me"'..

"While all this was going on, he came upon a great beast which was barring the people's way and said, 'Today I will find out who is better, the sorcerer or the monk.' He took a stone and said, 'O Allah, if what the monk does is preferable to You to what the sorcerer does, then turn this beast aside so that the people can pass.'

He threw it and killed the animal and the people went on. He went to the monk and told him and the monk said to him, 'O my boy, today you are better than I am. I see the point that your business has reached. You will be tested and, when you are tested, do not point me out.' The boy used to heal the blind and the lepers and treat people for all their ailments.

A companion of the king who was blind heard this and brought him many gifts. He said, 'All that I have gathered for you here is yours if you heal me.' He said, 'I do not heal anyone. It is Allah Almighty who heals. If you believe in Allah Almighty, I will pray to Allah to heal you." So he believed in Allah Almighty and Allah Almighty healed him.

He went to the king and sat with him as he used to do. The king said to him, 'Who has returned your sight to you?' He said, 'It was my Lord.' He said, 'You have a Lord other than me?!' He said, 'My Lord and your Lord, Allah.' So he seized him and did not stop torturing him until he pointed out the boy. The boy was brought and the king said to him, 'O boy, your sorcery has reached the point where you heal the blind and the lepers, and you do such-and-such and such-and-such.' He said, 'I do not heal anyone. It is Allah Almighty who heals.'

He seized him and did not stop torturing him until he pointed out the monk. The monk was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion.' He refused. He called for a saw and placed the saw on the centre of his head and split it until the two halves fell apart. Then the companion of the king was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion!' He refused, and the the saw was placed on the centre of his head and split it until the two halves fell apart. Then the boy was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion,' and he refused. He handed him over to a group of his companions and said, 'Take him to such-and-such a mountain, and take him up the mountain. When you reach its summit, if he has not renounced his religion, throw him off.'

They took him and brought him up the mountain and he said, 'O Allah, save me from them in whatever way You will.' The mountain shook and they fell. He walked to the king and the king said to him, 'What has happened to your companions?' He said, 'Allah Almighty saved me from them.' He handed him over to a group of his companions and said, 'Take him and put him in a ship and take him to the middle of the sea. If he does not recant, then throw him into it.' They took him and he said, 'O Allah, save me from them in whatever way You will.' The ship capsized and they were drowned. He walked back to the king and the king said to him, 'What has happened to your companions?' He said, 'Allah Almighty saved me from them.'

He said to the king, 'You will not kill me until you do what I command you.' He said, 'What is that?' He said, 'You should gather the people together on one plain and crucify me on a palm trunk. Then take an arrow from your quiver and put the arrow in the centre of your bow and say, "In the name of Allah, the Lord of the boy," and then shoot it. If you do that, you will kill me.'

So he gathered the people together on one plain and crucified him on a trunk and then took his arrow from his quiver and placed the arrow in the middle of the bow and then said, "In the name of Allah, the Lord of the boy," and then shot it and the arrow struck his temple. He put his hand on his temple and then died. The people said, "We believe in the Lord of the boy." The king was brought and told, "Do you not see that, by Allah, your fear has brought about the very thing you were afraid of! The people have believed."

So he commanded that a trench be dug with openings onto it and had fires lit in it. He said, 'Throw into it, anyone who does not renounce his religion or tell him to jump.' They did that until a woman came with one of her children. She hesitated to jump into it and the child said to her, 'Mother, be steadfast! You have the truth.'"


Sahih Muslim
From Imam Nawawi's Gardens of Paradise
 
Assalamualaikum

thanks for all great and nice stories....I've read only 9 pages and hope to read all stories...

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please reply me if possible..

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fee-amanillah
 
Did you get a bill from Allah?

Did you get a bill from Allah?

A man reached 70 years of age and he faced a disease, he could not urinate. The doctors told him that he needs an operation to cure this disease. He agreed to do the operation as the problem was giving him much pain for days. When the operation was completed, his doctor gave him the bill which covered all the costs. The old man looked at the bill and started to cry.

Upon seeing this the doctor told him that if the cost is too high then they could make some other arrangements. The old main said "I am not crying because of the money but I am crying because Allah let me urinate for 70 years and He never sent me a bill."


We rarely thank Allah for these things which are indeed great favours.
 
Life

A boy and his father were walking in the mountains. Suddenly, the boy fell, hurt himself, and screamed “aaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!” To his surprise, he heard the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain,

“Aaahhhhhhhhhhh” curious, he yelled: “who are you?” he received the answer: “who are you?”
Angered at the response, he screamed:
“Coward!” He receives the answer:
“Coward!”

He looked to his father and asked:

“What’s going on?” The father smiled and said: “My son, pay attention.”
And then he screamed to the mountain:

“I admire you!” The voice answered:
“I admire you!” Again the man
Screamed: “you are a champion!”
The boy was surprised, but did not understand. Then the father explained: “People call this “ECHO”, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in your heart. If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence. This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life; Life will give you back everything you have given to it.”

LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE………IT’S A REFLECTION OF YOU!​
 
Empty Hands of a Rich Man

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An Arabian brother from Montreal, Canada narrated the following heart softening story about his friend's father who was very rich. He owned many buildings and lot's of properties. When he attained old age, he became very sick and was counting his last days. Few days before his death, the old man kept on saying “Ana faqir, Ana faqir” which means, “I am poor, I am poor.” When his visiting children saw this, they took him around and showed him all his properties to assure him that he wasn’t poor at all. But the old man kept on saying, “I am poor, I am poor.” His children became confused and brought a local Muslim Scholar to see their father. After spending some time with the old man, the Scholar understood that the man is saying he is poor not regarding his wealth but regarding his good ‘amal (deeds). This is because most of his life was spent only in acquiring wealth and now that he was on his death bed, he realized that he should’ve given more time to Allah. When that person was dieing, he was still saying Ana faqir.

So much time has gone from our lives in useless matters. From now on, we should not even waste one minute without remembering Allah as every remembrance of Allah will increase our position in the hereafter. So, why not be rich in the everlasting life?

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salam calaykum brothers and sisters this is story is really important for us in this eid we have to do what prophet mohammed use to do in eid's this story is about an orphan child
the story called (An Orphan's Eid)....enjoy


It was the day of celebration and a day of rejoicing. There was an air of festivity in the streets of Madinah. All the people, both young and old were dressed in their best clothes, especially for this special day of Eid.

As it was time for early morning Eid prayers everyone made their way to an open piece of land on the outskirts of the city. The Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) arrived and led the prayers. After they had finished they all greeted each other and everyone was walking back home. The children running and playing in excitement, smiling and laughing, without a care in the world. As the Prophet (pbuh) walked back home, he suddenly became aware of a little boy (Zuhair Bin Saghir) sitting by himself on the side of the path. The little boy was crying and looked very sad. The Prophet (pbuh) bent down and patted him on the shoulders and asked 'why are you crying?' 'Please leave me alone' sobbed the little boy. The boy didn't even see who was talking to him. The Prophet (pbuh) ran his fingers through the boy's hair and very gently and kindly asked him again why he was crying. This time the boy said, 'My father was martyred fighting, and now my mother has married again and my stepfather does not want me to live at home any more. Today is Eid and everyone is happy. All the children have new clothes and nice things to eat, but I don't have any clothes except what I am wearing. I have no food and I don't even have a place to live.'

The Prophet (pbuh) said to him, 'I know how you feel, I lost both my mother and father when I was a little boy.' The boy was surprised to hear that it was an orphan who was comforting him, and when he looked up to his great surprise it was the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh), and he immediately jumped up to his feet out of love and respect.

The Prophet (pbuh) said to him 'If I were to become your new father and Ayesha you new mother, and Fatima your new sister, would that make you feel better?' 'Oh yes, that would be the best thing in the world!' The boy started smiling. The Prophet took him home and gave him new clothes and good food on this beautiful day of Eid. The boy indeed had a wonderful Eid that day.

We should think of others that are less fortunate than ourselves on this beautiful day of Eid. Not everyone has such a wonderful day. It is a day of celebration, but take a moment to stop and think of those who are less fortunate than ourselves.

may this eid allah guide us to the right bath and forgive us in sha allah taca la
 
salam calaykum brothers and sisters this is story is really important for us in this eid we have to do what prophet mohammed use to do in eid's this story is about an orphan child
the story called (An Orphan's Eid)....enjoy


It was the day of celebration and a day of rejoicing. There was an air of festivity in the streets of Madinah. All the people, both young and old were dressed in their best clothes, especially for this special day of Eid.

As it was time for early morning Eid prayers everyone made their way to an open piece of land on the outskirts of the city. The Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) arrived and led the prayers. After they had finished they all greeted each other and everyone was walking back home. The children running and playing in excitement, smiling and laughing, without a care in the world. As the Prophet (pbuh) walked back home, he suddenly became aware of a little boy (Zuhair Bin Saghir) sitting by himself on the side of the path. The little boy was crying and looked very sad. The Prophet (pbuh) bent down and patted him on the shoulders and asked 'why are you crying?' 'Please leave me alone' sobbed the little boy. The boy didn't even see who was talking to him. The Prophet (pbuh) ran his fingers through the boy's hair and very gently and kindly asked him again why he was crying. This time the boy said, 'My father was martyred fighting, and now my mother has married again and my stepfather does not want me to live at home any more. Today is Eid and everyone is happy. All the children have new clothes and nice things to eat, but I don't have any clothes except what I am wearing. I have no food and I don't even have a place to live.'

The Prophet (pbuh) said to him, 'I know how you feel, I lost both my mother and father when I was a little boy.' The boy was surprised to hear that it was an orphan who was comforting him, and when he looked up to his great surprise it was the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh), and he immediately jumped up to his feet out of love and respect.

The Prophet (pbuh) said to him 'If I were to become your new father and Ayesha you new mother, and Fatima your new sister, would that make you feel better?' 'Oh yes, that would be the best thing in the world!' The boy started smiling. The Prophet took him home and gave him new clothes and good food on this beautiful day of Eid. The boy indeed had a wonderful Eid that day.

We should think of others that are less fortunate than ourselves on this beautiful day of Eid. Not everyone has such a wonderful day. It is a day of celebration, but take a moment to stop and think of those who are less fortunate than ourselves.

may this eid allah guide us to the right bath and forgive us in sha allah taca la
 
A Revelation in the Lift

A Revelation in the Lift


I left the prayer room and made my way to the lifts. My mind mused over the past few weeks. The family hadn’t called back. The brother was obviously not interested. Another in a long line of rejections……this was beginning to feel all too painfully familiar. My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp ‘ping!’ The lift had arrived. As the doors slid opened I was met by my own reflection in a mirror backing the lift. I stepped in, my eyes transfixed on the image before me. The doors slid shut. I was alone….with this ‘thing’ that was displeasing to the sight of practising brothers. I gazed critically at my face. Admittedly, I was plain looking. No one had ever called me beautiful - it was obvious why. My complexion was medium not fair, my features average not aquiline, no high cheek bones, no almond shaped eyes, no high forehead, no full lips…….and on and on my mind went. I suddenly turned around in disgust – I couldn’t stand staring at myself for another second! My eyes felt hot and stinging tears slid down my face. I brusquely wiped them away thinking ‘stupid stupid me! To ever think I could inflict myself on a man as his wife!’ The lift came to a stop – ready to step out I realised it wasn’t my floor. I stepped back and looked down – I didn’t want anyone to see that I’d been crying. The doors slid open. A person walked in. I couldn’t tell male or female. Those shoes…..so unusual………no wait, one shoe seemed to be raised higher than the other. I slowly raised my eyes intrigued with the individual before me.

The legs seemed to stand askew, the hips bony and out of sync, the hands with visible disabilities, the shoulders bent out of shape, the back with a protruding hump. The hair brown and curly, the face…………… of a woman, the smile…………a gentle one, the eyes…………..bright and looking back at me questioning me ‘what do you see: me or my disability?’ My heart broke – a revelation indeed! I smiled back – ‘I see you and I see your bright, blue beautiful eyes’ I wanted to say. Again the lift stopped. The lady slowly limped out. Every bone in her body seemed to struggle – but it was a struggle with dignity – subhanAllah.

I turned to the mirror and gazed back at a perfectly formed human being. Legs, hips and shoulders in perfect symmetry, slender fingers without disabilty, a face with perfectly functioning features and large brown eyes discovering the image before her as if for the first time.

If only people could discover each other with this brand new sight I had just acquired! It’s true, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But it’s funny how the beholders all seem to agree on a conventional form of beauty. That average looking sister, who is indeed your sister in Islam, is thrown aside like a ragdoll, disregarded as if she is without worth or feelings.

But Alhumdullilah Alhumdullilah it doesn’t matter – the main thing is that God’s Pleasure is not derived from our physical beauty but our spiritual one. Marriage may be fulfilling half of ones deen – but if it doesn’t happen due to superficial reasons then atleast Allah swt Knows that it wasn’t through lack of trying!

May Allah swt keep the hearts of the countless number of single sisters I have met and indeed not met – strong and steadfast in their deen. May Allah swt grant these beautiful, gentle souls peace and tranquillity in this world and in the hereafter. And may Allah swt keep the sadness of solitude far away and replace it with the remembrance of those far less fortunate than us. Ameen

‘So be patient, with a beautiful patience!’ [70:5]
 
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a story worth sharing

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i came across this story and thought of sharing it.


A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in
it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students,' How much do you
think this glass weighs?' '50gms!'.... '100gms!'... '125gms'. ..the
students answered.

'I really don't know unless I weigh it, 'said the professor,' but
my question is: What would happen if I held it up like this for a few
minutes? ''Nothing' the students said.

'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the
professor asked.

'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the students. 'You're right,
now what would happen if I held it for a day?' 'Your arm could go numb,
you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to
hospital for sure!' ventured another student & all the students
laughed. 'Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?'
Asked the professor. 'No'

'Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?' The students were
puzzled.

'What should I do to remedy this'? Asked the professor again.

'Put the glass down!' said one of the students. Exactly!' said the
professor.' Life's problems are something like this. Hold it for a few
minutes in your head & they seem OK. Think of them for a long time &
they begin to ache. Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You
will not be able to do anything.

It's important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but
EVEN MORE IMPORTANT to 'put them down' at the end of every day before
you go to sleep. That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day
fresh & strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your
way!'

So, when u go to bed tonight-Remember to 'PUT THE GLASS DOWN, TODAY!



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