Short Stories

Going to a Masjid..

A Masjid goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to Mosque . "I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 Lectures. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the Imams are wasting theirs by giving Lectures at all."

This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher.

"I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this: They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to MASJID for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!"

When you are DOWN to nothing.... Allah is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank Allah for our physical AND our spiritual
nourishment!
 
A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months
he Had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and
knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all
he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited
signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the
morning of his graduation his father called him into his private
study.His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son,
and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful
wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man
opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Holy Qur'an.
Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your
money you give me a Holy Qur'an?" and stormed out of
the house, leaving the Holy book.

He never contacted his father again for long long time. Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day.
Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling
him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions
to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of
things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and
regret filled his heart.

He began to search his father's important
papers and saw the still new Holy Qur'an, just as he had left it
years ago. With tears, he opened the Holy Qur'an and began to turn
the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an
envelope taped behind the Holy Qur'an. It had a
tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car
he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the
words PAID IN FULL.

How many times do we miss ALLAH blessings because they are not
packaged as we expected?[/COLOR]
 
Are You A Carrot, An Egg, Or A Coffee Bean?

Are You A Carrot, An Egg, Or A Coffee Bean?

A certain daughter complained to her father about her life and how
things have been so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to
make it and she wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and
struggling. It seemed that just as one problem was solved another arose.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen, filled three pots with
water and placed the fire on high. Soon the three pots came to a boil. In
one he placed carrots, in the other he placed eggs, and the last he
placed ground coffee beans. He let them sit and boil, without saying a
word.

The daughter sucked her teeth and impatiently wondered what he was
trying to do. She had problems, and he was making this strange concoction.
In half an hour he walked over to the stove and turned down the fire.
He pulled the carrots out and placed them in the bowl. He pulled the
eggs out and placed them in the bowl. Then he ladled the coffee out and
placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her he asked. "Darling what do you see?

"Smartly, she replied. "Carrots, eggs, and coffee.

He brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and
noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it.
After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally,
he asked her to sip the coffee. Her face frowned from the strength of
the coffee.

Humbly, she asked. "What does it mean Father?"

He explained. "Each of them faced the same adversity, 212 degrees of
boiling water. However each reacted differently. The carrot went in
strong, hard, and unrelenting. But after going through boiling water, it
softened and became weak. The egg was fragile. A thin outer shell
protected a liquid center. But after sitting through the boiling water, it's
inside became hardened. The coffee beans are unique however. After they
were in the boiling water, it became stronger and richer.

Which are you, he asked his daughter? When adversity knocks on your
door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?

Are you the carrot that seems hard, but with the smallest amount of
pain, adversity, or heat you wilt and become soft with no strength.

Are you the egg, which starts off with a malleable heart? A fluid
spirit. But after a death, a divorce, an accident you became hardened and
stiff. Your shell looks the same, but you are so bitter and tough with a
stiff spirit and heart, internally.

Or are you like the coffee bean? The bean does not get its peak flavor
and robust until it reaches 212 degrees Fahrenheit. When the water gets
the hottest, it just tastes better.

When things are there worst, you get better. When people talk the most,
your praises increase. When the hour is the darkest, trials are there
greatest, your worship elevates to another level. How do you handle
adversity?

Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?
 
The Greety Loses Twice

There once was a king who was so wealthy, and he was extremely fond of fish. One day, one of his servants brought him the biggest fish that he could find. The king was just thrilled and excited that he rewarded the servant with 400 dinars. The king's wife was extremely displeased with her husband giving the servant 400 dinars just for a fish and she wanted the money back. The told her that there was nothing that he could do because he gave away the money.

His wife replied, "I'll tell you the way to get the money back. Call back the servant and ask him whether the fish was a male or a female. If he says, "Male" tell him that you didn't want a male but a female. And if he says, "Female", tell him that you didn't want a female fish but a male fish."

So the king called back his clever servant, and the servant knew that they wanted the money back so he began planning.

The king asked him, "I have just one question about the fish, is it male or female."

The servant replied, "Oh king, the fish was so huge that part of it was male and the other part was female."

The king was surprised and said, "Wow! you are very clever. Here have 400 more dinars."

His wife became even more angry and asked him why he would give the servant 400 more dinars when they were trying to get back the first 400 dinars. As the servant was walking away with the 800 dinars, one dinar fell and he ran back to get that one dinar which fell.

The wife said to her husband, " Call back the servant and tell him to return the money because he is not a good man. Tell him that you saw him running back just to get one dinar while he had many dinars, and that he wouldn't even allow one dinar to go to a poor person walking on the street."

The king called back the servant and said to him, " I want the money back because you are greedy and because you don't deserve it. You wouldn't even allow one dinar to go to the poor while you had 800 dinars."

The clever servant replied, " NO my king, that is not how it was. You see, on one side of the dinar is the most honorable name (the king's name) and on the other side was the most beautiful picture (the king's picture), I didn't walk away from the coin because then someone would step on the most homorable name or the most beautiful picture and I couldn't stand to do that."

The king was even more amazed and he rewarded the man with 400 more dinars and the servant left with 1,200 dinars.


How many times do we get greedy and try to get back something small that we lost, but instead we lose something even greater?
 
LET'S USE OUR TIME WISELY​


Since last night my young son has been unwell. When I got back from work this evening I decided to take him to hospital despite my exhaustion. There were many waiting; perhaps we will be delayed by more than an hour. I took my number and sat down in the waiting room. There were many faces, young and old, but all silent. Some brothers made use of the many booklets available in the waiting room. Some of those waiting had their eyes closed, while others were looking around. Most were bored. Once in a while the long silence was broken by a nurse calling out a number. Happiness appears on the one whose turn it is, and he gets up quickly; then silence returns.
A young man grabbed my attention. He was reading a pocket-sized Quran continuously; not raising his head even once. At first I did not think much about him. However, after one hour of waiting my casual glances turned into a deep reflection about his lifestyle and how he utilizes his time. One hour of life wasted! Instead of making benefit of that hour, it was just a boring wait. Then the call for prayer was made. We went to prayer in the hospital's Masjid. I tried to pray close to the man who was reading the Quran earlier in the waiting room. After the prayer I walked with him. I informed him of how impressed I was of him and how he tries to benefit from his time.

He told me that most of our time is wasted without any benefit. These are days that go from our lives without being conscious of them or regretting their waste. He said that he started carrying the pocket-sized Quran around when a friend encouraged him to make full use of his time. He told me that in the time other people waste he gets to read much more of the Quran than he gets to read either at home or in the Masjid. Moreover, besides the reward of reading the Quran, this habit saves him from boredom and stress.

He added that he has now been waiting for one and a half hours. Then he asked, when will you find one and a half hours to read the Quran? I reflected; how much time do we waste? How many moments of our lives pass by, and yet we do not account for how they passed by? Indeed, how many months pass by and we do not read the Quran? I came to respect my companion, and I discovered that I am to stand for account and that time is not in my hand; so what am I waiting for?

My thoughts were interrupted by the nurse calling out my number; I went to the doctor. But I want to achieve something now. After I left the hospital I quickly went to the bookshop and bought a pocket-sized Quran. I decided to be mindful of how I spend the time.


May Allah help us in using our time wisely.:brother:


 
Re: Motivating Stories

:clever: Where did you get that from? I'm going to read that to my class tonight.
mmc said:
Story 1 :

We all must have seen a fly trapped in a room ! If it reaches a glass window it continues to flutter at the glass, trying to escape. It does not think there can be other openings in the room to escape !

Story 2 :

Once there was a sales man whose sales ranged between 80% to 95% of his budget. Disheartened with the results, he took an appointment with a marketing consultant, to know where he was wrong. He reached the consultant's office at the appointed time. After entering the office he saw two doors, instead of a receptionist. One door was marked "SALES LESS THAN 100%" and the other door was marked "SALES MORE THAN 100%". Since his average sale was less than 100%, he entered to the Ist door. After entering the room he found two more doors - one was marked "EARN INCENTIVES" and the other door was marked "NOT EARN INCENTIVES". Since he did not earn incentive on regular basis, he entered the IInd door. He again found two doors, one was marked "HAPPY WITH YOUR SELF" and the other was marked "NOT HAPPY WITH YOUR SELF". Since he was not an achiever, he was not happy and so entered the IInd door. And surprisingly on entering it he found himself on the same street where he had entered.


Moral of these two stories

If we continue to work with same attitude and with same approach, if our style of functioning remains the same, if we take same steps then we will meet the same fate. Similar actions again and again will lead to similar results, again and again. To get different or desired results : we have to bring about a change in our attitude, in our approach towards our customer, bring about a change in our style of functioning, thus we must open different doors.
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How a Person Could Change! ​

The following story was narrated by Brother Mahmood from Preston, England.

Once, he along with a group of Muslims were visiting a city for inviting others to Allah. They happened to pass by a group of youths who were Muslims by birth but became gang members. The brothers didn't give those gang members the negative attitude that others give while passing by them. Rather, they went and shook hands with them out of brotherhood.

With love and affection, the brothers invited the youths to come to the Mosque. Not being familiar with such kindness, the gang members were surprised and decided to come to the Mosque for once. These youths were so much away from Islam that they were smoking in the Mosque and doing a lot of other disrespectful acts. However, Brother Mahmood and others were discussing with them about the Greatness of Allah with patience and endurance. A time came when the brothers had to return to their homes and before leaving they advised the gang members to turn towards Allah.

After several years, Brother Mahmood was attending a large gathering of Muslims when suddenly someone called him from the back. There were few people dressed in sunnah standing behind him. They asked Brother Mahmood if he recognizes them. They told him, “We are those gang members whom you visited few years back. We decided to go out and learn more about Islam and eventually changed our lives.”

We should never underestimate certain people because of the way they are as every individual has the capacity to become a friend of Allah Ta'alah. Never think low of anyone, no matter what they may be doing. It is only Allah who guides; we can only try with kindness to reach out to their hearts.
 
A box full of Kissez

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I received this in an email today, brought at tear to my eye - made me appreciate those around me whom I love.

How patient are we with those who love us and savour us the most? Let us take time out to please those and draw closer those whom we will be asked about on the day of judgement - our trust.

A box full of Kissez
....

The story goes back some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Abba (Daddy).”

The man was embarrassed by his earlier over reaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, “Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Abba, it’s not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They’re all for you, Abba.”

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses… from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.
 
Re: A box full of Kissez

:sl:

:'( jazakAllah for the post bro! It's beautiful.

:w:
 
Re: A box full of Kissez

awwwwwwwww that is soooooo sweet makes me cry :(
 
Re: A box full of Kissez

SubhanAllah. That was very emotional. Thanks for sharing.
 
Re: A box full of Kissez

:sl:

That was such a sweet story... :love:
Thank you for sharing it with us!
May Allah (swt) reward you.

Ma salama.
 
Re: A box full of Kissez

awww tht was nice ! jazakallah for sharing !
 
The Mountain Story

A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain:
"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: "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 the world, create 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."
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!
 
:sl:

That last one was really great!! :happy:
JazakAllah khair for sharing, sister!!

:w:
 

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