Salaam Alaikum,

The sky's becoming small, the universe is getting small. If this world didn't exist, then where would you and I live? So save this surrounding, save it everyday. If the green survives, then so will this world. Nature will survive, and even this atmosphere. This is the time, know it, Bangladesh. If the rain happens to change, then the golden sun will survive. - Mujahid E Musafir


Wa Alaikum Salaam

Salaam Alaikum,

A very close and dear friend of mine [Aman Hassan] wrote a wonderful song for me a while ago. And I decided to share one of his work.
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The being that gives you hope every day... Standing between the Sun and its rays to protect you from the heat... Then she gives out her hand and tells you " Get up please"... She may smile, she may fight but just cause she has that right... Just cause she has the right...
Pulled me up from the ashes of darkness,gave me a smile when I needed, every time that I complain she tells me "Oh that's not needed" she reminds me of power, she reminds me of strength, she reminds me of laughter, and she reminds me of beauty, she reminds me of nature and that life is not a game...
Standing out from the crowd telling her own story, knowing that people may give her a strange look but then again it's her own outlook.... She has been a dear friend oh she is around for a while and today when I feel like telling her that everything is alright...She gives me that smile and tells
me everything is ok but nothing is alright... Nothing is alright... She stands out from the crowd, she is the symbol of confidence she simply has no doubts
she is the meaning of inner strength she is the one that portrays light... when she gives her support to me it just brings out a whole new meaning in life...
Oh come on! Lets praise her for the friendship that she gives out!
Come on lets respect her as she simply has no doubts!
Come on lets believe in her because she once believed in us!
And today when she isn't alright I know that she won't give up the inner
fight(Guitar Solo)
She won't give up the inner fight... Oh beautiful stranger you came in to
my life...
Oh beautiful stranger you told me how to survive...
Ohhhh beautiful stranger when I was so down you pulled me up from above
the ground.... Today I see what she means I am better off than many folks
around me...
People out there that struggle and suffer and have no mothers, brothers, or sisters or anyone to look up to but I do oh I have it all
(Guitar Solo 2).
Then my little pains seem to dissolve but she has shown me all of this and once again made me realize all this, I had been living in ignorance for a while... But then she showed me the light....
Beautiful stranger you deserve the best than most of the people around you!
Beautiful stranger you have the strength to carry on, oh Beautiful Stranger
you have always smiled in the worst of times, oh Beautiful stranger you have been so kind!
Beautiful stranger... You are no stranger anymore, your pains are something that I cannot ignore, and I can be sure that you... You have and will been a huge part in all of our lives.......
Written By: Aman Hassan

Dedicated to one of my best buddies Iya who always gave us a
smile on our face,who always taught us a valuable lesson that no matter what the
pain always keep smiling,try to keep moving forward, and never complain...Today
when she doesn't feel that great it's the least I can do for her.

Wa Alaikum Salaam

The origin of Tukloo.

Discovery:
Tukloo [took-loo]: This word was first discovered by a brilliant Muslimah, Iya, during the 21st century on March 3rd 2009.The word was discovered when Iya and her tukloo friend [Ghazan] [2nd friend] started commenting back and forth on 3rd friend's picture [Mujtaba] on Facebook. Fourth friend [Annie] joined in and argued against us regarding our use of FOB spellings [nb. idyaat, hawt, shurrup]. As a result, she called Iya and 2nd friend a tukloo.

Uses:
This word has since been used many times over and over by said person, Iya.Pakistanis across the global area have suggested that the etymology of the word refers to someone who may be bald, thus, the Oxford Dictionary has defined it as "a bald person. My Bhaisaab is a tukloo." as well as providing an example with a sentence.

Assimilation of Uses:
Iya, as well as 2nd said friend above have since then used it to replace our spelling of "idyaat" with "tukloo."FaceBook has announced the word to be official in statuses, recalling Iya's status on March 5th, 2009 as "Iya: You're such a tukloo. ♥."

Personal Use:
Iya, said person above, only uses the word for mere purposes of the sound of the word.In an interview with "Ankhiyon Se Gaali Maro," a world-wide news broadcasting show, she has stated "Ya3ni Bhaissab, wallahi the word is so cool dude. Like, seriously. How fun is it to say? By the way, are you a tukloo?"

In Fame's Fate:
Tukloo has become pupular globally that even President Barack Obama was caught using it in the press conferences when Lt. Gorawala spilled a glass of sharbat on the table, resulting in Obama's use of tukloo. He exclaimed "Jeez, you're such a tukloo."Scholars since then have tried to analyze and interpret the President's real intentions regarding the myth that Lt. Gorawala was in reality, a man with hair deficiency.

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So, my fellow brothers and sisters, you are now free to use this word. We all should take a moment of silence to honor thisbrilliant IYA for globalizing the word and bringing life and meaning into it. JazakALLAH Khairan. Allahu 3alim.
~*.:.Mujahid E Musafir.:.*~

Wa Alaikum Salaam


Salaam Alaikum,
I can't remember the exact name of the book and the author, but this is an excerpt from one of the author's book.
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When I wear Hijab...
I please Allah. I am obeying the commands of my Lord when I wear the hijaab and I can expect great rewards in return.
It is Allah's protection of my natural beauty. I am too precious to be "on display" for each man to see.
It is Allah's preservation of my chastity. Allah purifies my heart and mind through the hijaab. Allah beautifies my inner and outer countenance with hijaab.
Outwardly my hijaab reflects innocence, purity, modesty, shyness, serenity, contentment and obedience to my Lord. Inwardly I cultivate the same.
Allah defines my femininity through the hijaab. I am a woman who respects her womanhood. Allah wants me to be respected by others, and for me to respect myself.
Allah raises my dignity through the hijaab. When a strange man looks at me, he respects me because he sees that I respect myself.
Allah protects my honor 100% through my hijaab. Men do not gaze at me in a sensual way, they do not approach me in a sensual way, and neither do they speak to me in a sensual way. Rather, a man holds me in high esteem and that is just by one glance at me!
Allah gives me nobility through the hijaab. I am noble, not degraded because I covered, not naked.
Allah demonstrates my equality as a Muslim woman through the hijaab. My Lord bestows upon me equal worth as my male counterpart, and gives me a host of beautiful rights and liberties.
I express my acceptance of these unique rights by putting on the hijaab.
Allah defines my role as a Muslim woman through the hijaab. I am someone with important duties. I am a reflection of a woman of action, not idle pursuits. I display my sense of direction and purpose through my hijaab. I am someone that people take seriously.
Allah expresses my independence through the hijaab. I am stating clearly that I am an obedient servant of the Greatest Master. I will obey no one else and follow no other way. I am not a slave to any man, nor a slave to any nation. I am free and independent from all man-made systems. Allah gives me the freedom of movement and expression through the hijaab. I am able to move about and communicate without fear of harassment.
My hijaab gives me a unique confidence.
Allah wants others to treat me - a Muslim woman - with kindness. And the hijaab brings about the best treatment of men towards me.
Allah wants my beauty to be preserved and saved for just one man to enjoy - my husband. Allah helps me to enjoy a successful marriage through wearing hijaab. Because I reserve my beauty for one man alone, my husband's love for me increases, he cherishes me more, he respects me more and he honors me more. So my hijaab contributes to a successful and lasting marriage relationship.
Allah brings about peace and stability in the society through the hijaab! Yes this is true! Men do not cause corruption by forming illegal relationships because I - the Muslim woman - calm their passions. When a man looks at me, he feels at ease, not tempted to fornicate.

So a Muslim woman in hijaab is dignified, not dishonored, noble, not degraded, liberated, not subjugated, purified, not sullied, independent, not a slave, protected, not exposed, respected, not laughed at, confident, not insecure, obedient, not a sinner, a guarded pearl, not a prostitute.
Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Zindagi ki rahon mein kaafi lamba aaj tak safar kar chuke hain lekin abhi bhi door jaana hain, na jaane kitna aur chalna hain. Aaj tak ki zindagi mein kya kuch hum ne kar liya hain, kya kuch dekh liya hain, meri to abhi tak ki zindagi aisi rahi hain ke lagta hain ke saara jahan dekh liya is choti si umr mein! Lekin sochti hoon ke agar yahan nahin aati aur jo kar rahi hoon woh nahin karti to zindagi mukkammal nahin hoti lekin mujhe yakeen hain ke aaj se kuch saal baad main phir yahi kahoongi. Aur kehna bhi chahiye. Aapko bhi.

Zindagi mein to tabdeeliyan aati rehti hain. Cheezein badalti rehti rehti hain, soch badal jaati hain, dekhne ka nazaria badal jaata hain, khwaaishein badal jaati hain, chahtein badal jaati hain, aap khud badal jaate hain. Jab ye sab cheezein tabdeel ho jaati hain to jis ko hasil karke hum aaj khush hain, kal honge? Maloom nahi.

Lekin itna zaroor maloom hain ke har ek insaan ki zindagi mein ek vahid cheez to yakeenan aisi hoti hain jo ke woh nahin chahega ke tabdeel ho.

Aur woh cheez kya hain? Aapki aur humari aleg aleg bhi ho sakti hain aur ek bhi ho sakti hain.
Bohot door-talak nahin sochein. Kaafi kuch zahir hi hain agar aap wahi soch rahein hain jo main soch rahi hoon. Lekin main soch kya rahi hoon? Hmm...!

Zindagi ki raahon mein chalte chalte kitne log milte hain aur kitne log juda ho jaate hain. Kabhi kisi se milkar aisa lagta hain ke bas, saari zindagi unke saath guzaar dein. Aur kisi ko milkar, dekh kar ye mehsoos hota hain ki duniya mein ek unke sivaye aur koi na bhi ho, to bhi zindagi khush-haal guzar jaaegi.

Shayad hum chalte hi isliye hain. Humare kadam kisi ki talaash mein humein kahin se kahin le jaate hain. Kabhi rangeen aur mohak raaston per, kabhi mushkil, kabhi asaan, kabhi udaas aur mayuus, kabhi khush, aur kabhi sunsaan aur baibaaan, kabhi dilchasp, kabhi kaise aur kabhi kaise raaston per. Lekin hum chalte chalte jaate hain. Kiyu? Janab, ab ruk kar karein bhi kya? Manzil per to pahaounchna hain zaroor. Beech samandar mein naao beghar hoti hain, bebas hoti hain.

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Every Eid, the celebration that marks the end of the month of Ramadan, my family and I celebrate our religious ceremonies with luscious food. Since it is quite significant to feast yourself down after a month of fasting, everyone takes advantages of the varietyof food to prepare and the opportunity they have to chow down whatever their heart desired. As a result, Mom and Dad would begin the grocery shopping list. On that list were chocolate, flour, butter, corn, and peanuts, chicken, fresh parsley, milk, and so on. Once the meal was prepared, hands grabbed at the dining table and ran off with the warm, steamy food in each tiny, little hand. Most importantly, it was the food that everyone was anticipating. The rooms soon begin to fill with the sweet and sensational aroma with the crunchy, yet soft cookies, pastries, and meat, simultaneously. It was very difficulty to avoid the dark and milky chocolate cakes and crispy, buttery fried chicken. Obviously, the first thing I did was pour a bottle of ketchup on top of it all. Luscious food gave us the warmth and that sensational feeling to work together as a family on one night in the kitchen. In addition to that, eating tender, and succulent food helps us to feel compassionate for each other. As a result, a high worth of respect is shown to everyone who has participated in the preparation of this grateful meal. Not only that, but also, this tradition brings together the whole community of people who perform this celebration. Though many think it is simply because of the food that everyone is here, it is just more than that. True, it is the food that brings everyone together, but it also reunites the old traditions and recipes together. Therefore, old and new recipes are put together to create a fantastic meal for everyone to enjoy.

Wa Alaikum Salaam

Salaam Alaikum,

V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. (he carves a "V" into a sign) The only verdict is vengence; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. (giggles) Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

Evey: Are you like a crazy person?

V: I'm quite sure they will say so.

Wa Alaikum Salaam

Salaam Alaikum,

Before you read the following, I would just like to say that this is of no relation to any religious views not does it specify any of mine or anyone else's. As far as the different views on Jesus SAW goes, I would particularly like to say about the Christian belief of Jesus that:

Jesus died for ALL the sins of mankind. Not believing he did is a sin. He died for that sin as well. Hence, I do not have to believe in his dying for my sins as I am saved anyway.
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Dear Children,

It has come to my attention that many of you are upset because of what you think of as taking my name out of the winter holiday season.

Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate my birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festivals. Although I do appreciate being remembered any time, I don’t appreciate you
turning this into a season to fight with other people or become self-righteous. Remember what I said about that? Remember what I said about being humble?


How I personally feel about this occasion can probably be best understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own....

I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate my life, my birth, what I tried to teach you all, then GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. Please recall that I did NOT say to only get along with, or love, people of the same skin tone, or country of origin, or who go to the same church as you. In fact, I didn’t mention ANY exceptions. That's right, I didn't say "unless they're gay".

Having said that, let me address some other specifics:

If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting my birth in a public place, then just get rid of those Santas and elves and sleighs and three-foot candy canes and snowmen and put a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. Better yet, hold me in your heart, and ask yourself what I would do in a similar situation. I know you know I wouldn’t be throwing around terms like “Jesus hater” or “anti-Christian” or “War on Christmas”, or saying bad things about people who celebrate a different holiday at this time of year, and want to be able to do so without being treated like they are somehow inferior to you.

If all my followers put up a nativity scene on their PRIVATE property there wouldn't be any need for one in the town square because there would be so many of them all around town.

And then maybe those people who celebrate the season in the old ways (the ways they did before I came) could do so, without being treated like they are somehow attacking me. Or, really, your privileged position, because we all know that they are not attacking ME.

Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling their tree a holiday tree instead of a "Christmas" tree. In my time, the only people who did any kind of religious tree stuff were Gentiles (what you call Pagans or Heathens) - NOT my people – in fact, my people were *forbidden* to do the tree thing. Some of you seem to have lost sight of the fact that I was, in
life and in death, a Jew, and an observant Jew at that. So all this fuss over what to call a decorated tree has *not one thing* to do with my life, my teachings, or my birth.


But, OK, so you really like having the tree, even though it’s a Pagan religious tradition. That’s fine; I understand that it’s festive and fun. Just stop claiming that it's something meaningful to ME or sacred to MY teachings, because it’s not.

Or how about this? Decorate a grape vine! I actually spoke about that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8.

And if someone wants to put up a menorah in the same public place as one of those decorated trees, don’t give them grief about it. Don’t get caught up in a Size Queen battle over it. Remember, *I was a Jew* in life and in death. A menorah is a fine thing for remembrance of me at this time of year, since *I* celebrated Hanukkah. Why do you forget that?

Last, if you want to do something to make me happy with you at this time of year, pick something from the list below.

1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way my birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing to the president or the president of your company or *anyone* complaining about the wording on the cards they sent out this year, why don't you write and tell them that you'll be praying for them. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need, spend time with them. Hold them in your arms and remind them that you love them. Teach them respect and tolerance for all peaceful beliefs and all living things, because that's what I would do.

5. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference. Remember, I am LOVE, not a sermon.

6. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they don’t wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one, or a Happy Holiday, or
simply a good morning or evening.


7. If you really want to make a difference, support an organization or charity helping people or animals in need of help. Whatever you do unto the least of these ~ you do unto me.

8. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which collects gifts this time of year and they will make the delivery for you. It would show me you truly understood my purpose if you would continue doing this ALL year and not just during "Christmas".

Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret or anonymously that you wouldn't do in my presence.

Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine. Be loving. Be supportive of others in *their* beliefs and *their* dreams. That's what doing unto others IS.

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Kuch Kuch Hota Hain:
"Hum ek baar jeete hain, ek baar marte hain, shaadi bhi ek
baar hoti hain, aur pyar....ek hi baar hota hain."

(We live only once, and die once, marry once, and love.... only
once)







Salaam Alaikum
Dearest,
Do you know how
much in
love with you
I am?
Did I trip?
Did I stumble -
lose my balance,
graze my knee,
graze my heart?
I know I'm in love
when I see you.
I know when I
long to see you,
I'm on fire.
Not a muscle has moved.
Leaves hang unruffled by
any breeze.
The air is still.
I have fallen in love
without taking a step.
You are all wrong for me
and I know it,
but I can no longer care
for my thoughts
unless they are
thoughts of you.
When I am close to you,
I feel your hair
brush my cheek
when it does not.
I look away from
you sometimes,
then I look back.
When I tie my shoes,
when I peel an orange,
when I drive my car,
when I lie down each night
without you,
I remain,
Yours.
Wa Alaikum Salaam
♥ xXx-Iya

Salaam Alaikum,
These are the things that happen when two people have no life and go online and cause havoc.

In response to:


All Terrorists are Muslims but not All Muslims are
Terrorists. My name causes National Security alerts. What does yours
do?

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Salaam,
It was supposed to be a twisted meaning thing, like: All Catholics are Christians but not all Christians are Catholics OR All rectangles are sqaures but squares are not rectangles.
I am sorry if it somehow triggered your cerebellum to react in such a way to send messages to your fingers to the keyboard to write your concerns in the form of mail over the shining box which is the internet. Waiteth, didst ye locketh the topic or didst I? Well, I have lockethed some topics because they were getting offeth topic and dissentuating into a new conversation. I express my utter-most sorrow if ye old comment hath been misinterpreted, it's a very common but rareth twisted phrase that hast two contrary possessed meanings. Let's see what happens, but, if for some reason, it turns into a more unknown but knowneth and comprehendable meaning through a person's thought-processing center, then it will be possible to deleteth, yet, misunderstandable. Thank you for your concern. This phrase is supposed to be discussable, yet undiscussable because it hath a two-dimensional meaning. We have traced this quote through a pre-Neitchian society through a jejune circular relationship interpretation of forms. Thanks, stay safe, don't be an usurper, and take care. Jazak'ALLAH Khair. May you have lovely sheets of Egyptian cotton.
Allah Hafiz,
-Mujahid E Musafir and Hannah Montana

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Sorry for locking the thread. I felt the thread was going a bit off topic, I should've given a warning before locking it, therefore, I ask for your pardon. This evening we began to understand the more pre-dominant society of the organization of forums and their moderating powers. Therefore, my concern is that forums were created, so we need to understand what the internet was like at that time. Some of the events you will have heard about, but there will be others that are unfamiliar to you. As you read, make two lists of the events: 1.) Stuff that is Terrific and 2.) Stuff that is Scary.
Some of these events will be up to interpretation and you are allowed to make some judgement calls. If you think an event was Terrific, then say so. If you think something was Scary, then say so. Thank you for your attention. May you have lovely sheets of Egyptian cotton.
Jazak'ALLAH Khair and Allah Hafiz,
-Mujahid E Musafir, Hannah Montanna, and UN!

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

I tend to miss Salaat on certain days and it’s not because I don’t want to but rather because I’m a target of laziness and procrastination. I’m very well aware that all of this is Shaytan’s temptations but sometimes it’s quite easy to tread upon that path.

Each and every time the time for Salaat arrives, it always seems to me that 30 minutes left of Salaat is of the same equivalence as 30 seconds. The mentality of such an initiative had been sparked many years from an experience upon commencing boarding school.

We were taught on a daily basis that it’s only appropriate to start something 10 minutes earlier than the actual time. The method wedged into my brain so clearly and perfectly that in every situation, I begin the task 10-15 minutes earlier. Going to class, waking up, homework, etc. However, there’s a downside on such a method. Because 10 minutes flew by so rapidly, I’ve increased it to 15 minutes, and then 15 minutes finally evolved into 30 minutes. With the aim of being on time and concise, 30 minutes appears to race on incredibly swiftly. By the time I turn around to catch a glimpse of the time, a half an hour zoomed by without even any notice.

The knowledge that Shaytan is breathing temptations and laziness into my ears is enough to terminate or put on hold of any activities, make ablution and go on my way of performing Salaat. This attitude helps me on performing Fajr on many occasions because of my disobedience toward Shaytaan.

Allah says in the Qur’an:
For his sake there are angels following one another, before him and behind him, who guard him by Allah's commandment; surely Allah does not change the condition of a people until they change their own condition; and when Allah intends evil to a people, there is no averting it, and besides Him they have no protector. [13:11]

Therefore, when I continue to procrastinate knowingly and hold laziness over my head, there’s no way I can expect Allah to push me toward Salaat. Unless I give a bit of perseverance into my own work and try even a little bit to change my circumstance in any manner, I have no right whatsoever to complain as to why Allah won’t answer my questions or improve my situations.

In addition, Allah states:
Surely We have shown him the way: he may be thankful or unthankful. [Qur’an, 76:3]
And pointed out to him the two conspicuous ways? [Qur’an, 90:10]

When someone claims how Islam gives no choice and you either burn in Hell for choosing against Allah vs being subservient, what they don’t realize is that they are given a choice. Obviously there are consequences. Well, duh. Obviously, when you are submissive in any situation, you are rewarded whereas when you defy, you face pessimistic consequences.

And then again, we always complain how Allah refuses to listen to us and ramble on about all the negative situations going on in our lives. And once again, we fail to realize that all the bad lucks that doom our state of living is our fault because we give into temptation. But then again, Allah forgives us yet we can’t forgive others of the simplest disputes. “And whatever affliction befalls you, it is on account of what your hands have wrought, and (yet) He pardons most (of your faults).” [Qur’an, 42:30]

Not only should we try to make the best out of whatever situations, though it does sound somewhat clichéd, we should always attempt to bow down to Allah willingly and ask Him for His pardon, Mercy and Help because we are unaware of what will happen next. “Surely Allah is He with Whom is the knowledge of the hour, and He sends down the rain and He knows what is in the wombs; and no one knows what he shall earn on the morrow; and no one knows in what land he shall die; surely Allah is Knowing, Aware.” [Qur’an, 31:34]

And finally, there are certain people who believe they can outsmart Allah but they truly forget that Allah knows all, hears all and sees all. “Verily, the hypocrites seek to deceive Allah, but it is He Who deceives them. And when they stand up for As-Salat (the prayer), they stand with laziness and to be seen of men, and they do not remember Allah but little.”( سورة النساء , An-Nisa, Chapter #4, Verse #142)

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Ali Zafar's Ramadan Statement:

Hi fellows,
Sorry for the late post but had been occupied in thoughts for a long time. I think it is time to share my experience of going through one of the most enlightening phases of my life with the hope that it’ll bring good into your life too. (The objective is not to preach, it is just to share how I feel with all the dear readers).In Ramadan I started reading the translation and tafseer of “The Quran” again in depth with thoughtfulness and all subjectivity, and I must say, what a book! (although I still haven’t finished). I’ve often witnessed most people just being told to read through the Arabic but I believe that the purpose doesn’t serve in completion untill one reads in a language one can understand, since it’s purpose is to guide us as to how to be good to ourselves, to God, to our family, to the society and to the entire humanity and furthermore, nowhere has God or the Prophet (PBUH) ever stopped us from reading it on our own. The pursuit of truth and knowledge is the best addiction. It’s bound to give you so many answers yet raise so many further questions which again propel you to dig deeper to look for them and find them and so the process goes on. During this process, you keep shedding off your fears, hang ups, complexes and other negative elements as you get to know more about your conscience and existence and the true essence of life. Feelings of hatred, jealousy, anxiety, anger and frustration are subdued and feelings of love, humbleness and tolerance enhance to the beauty of it.Allah says about this book:
There hath come to you from Allah a (new) light and a perspicuous Book. Wherewith Allah guides all who seek His good pleasure to ways of peace and safety, and leads them out of darkness, by His Will, unto the light, guides them to a Path that is Straight.
(Al-Ma’idah 5:15-16)
O mankind! there hath come to you a direction from your Lord and a healing for the (diseases) in your hearts, and for those who believe, a Guidance and a Mercy. Say: “In the Bounty of Allah. And in His Mercy, in that let them rejoice”: that is better than the (wealth) they hoard. (Yunus 10:57-58)The need in me occurred due to the two questions in my mind;
a) “Why am I a Muslim” and the answer was “because I was born in a Muslim family.” But shouldn’t the answer rather be “because I read the book of God and its logic compels me to love it and embrace it with my own choice?”
b) Why are Muslims all over the world suffering the most? Can I be of any help?
I believe each one of us can. But how, for this we need to dig deeper into our souls, read and acquire knowledge of this Book and many others and find some answers. We can’t defend our faith or religion untill we ourselves are not aware of its true essence which seems to have been lost with time and also embrace it into our lives. We all make mistakes, so have I, and might in the future as well but atleast the will and determination to improve is there and hopefully shall never come to rest. That’s what I believe in and thought would share it with all of you and it may help me in becoming a better person and someone else too P.S. If someone has any confusion or queries regarding anything, you can always put forward, we can always look for the answers together Peace
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Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Have a history teacher explain this------if they can.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.

Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.

Both were particularly concerned with Civil Rights.
Both wives lost their children while living in the White House.

Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.

Now it gets really weird.

Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln.

Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.

Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.

John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.

Now hang on to your seat.

Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford.'
Kennedy was shot in a car called 'Lincoln' made by 'Ford.'

Lincoln was shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse.
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in a theater.

Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.

And here's the kicker....
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Everyday, ignorant people make ignorant, biased comments that are of no value and worth to the one it is being directed to. Racists really make me angry and they probably deserve a slap across the face. Their mind is manifested with obvious hatred, bias, and stereotypes that perhaps brings them down to a lower level of mankind.

During my freshmen year of high school, I was the only Muslimah in the entire community life. I stood out from the rest based on physical appearance of how I dressed, behaved and the certain activities I engaged in. It was pretty apparent that I did not share the same views as many of the girls sitting next to me.

My first Ramadan at high school, I was unable to fast due to certain circumstances. Even during the month of Ramadan, I engaged in physical activities, interscholastic sports and any other activities while taking specific cautions as to how I presented myself, simultaneously.

One evening, during sit-down dinner, a formal dinner in which every boarding students and on-campus faculties had family styled dinner, I left a poster with the words “ALLAH” embossed in glitter on my bed to dry. A few days before the incident, many girls asked me in curiosity what it was and I figured it would be a good time to spread Dawah, so I did. I explained who Allah SWT was, why I prayed and why it’s important that I keep my fasts and dress properly.

Upon arrival from dinner, I walked up to my room and kicked my uniform shoes off into more comfortable ones. I noticed my poster missing from my bed and before I could panic, I decided to wash my hands. As soon as I entered the bathroom, I became aware of the fact that my poster was unfortunately dumped into one of the dirty, grimy sinks. Through tears, I let the proctor know and with my parents comforting words, I decided to let my anger and fury die down.

I receive obtuse comments all the time and though I awfully wish to say a little back in retaliation, I hold back because I understand that most of the things that come out of people’s mouths are those of ignorance. If they were better educated, learned to tolerate differences and possibly open their eyes to different situations, they may conceivably gain knowledge of a variety of customs, traditions and practices.

There are times when I either ignore a statement or try to shed some light on their ignorance, such as the time my friend replied to my explanation of why I can’t wear shorts during soccer practice and matches as “That’s stupid and dumb.”

Sometimes it’s not entirely their fault but maybe if they opened their eyes a little bit more and took the time and patience to learn something new, they would be able to step forward a miniscule amount in the direction of awareness and appreciation.

Allah SWT says in the Qur’an:

"O Mankind, We created you from a single (pair) of a male and a female and made you into nations and tribes, that you may know each other. Verily the most honored of you in the sight of God is he who is the most righteous of you" (Quran 49:13).

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Errggghhh…
Bollywood movies are SO annoying. They are all the same: same motifs, same theme, same stupidity.


Like in whose right mind would anyone fall in love with someone they have never met, and reunite their affection on top of a mountain with bangles clashing and some weird music in the background. It’s SO stupid. Like NO ONE does that, and it’s just urrrghh… BAKWAAS.

Okay, like, no one in their right mind would ever break out into dancing and singing in the middle of a field or know the exact words to each other. They try SO hard to make things so realistic that it’s so funny that it’s not even funny. The worst was in Dhoom 2 when the guy fell off of a cliff and the next scene is of him in a bar. What happened to the guy who shot himself? Miraculously, nothing. Stupid Stupid Stupid.
I don’t know why I’m ranting.


But, I still secretly watch them because it’s fun imagining things and crying when two people can’t be together.

*It hurts so much, man.*

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

Earlier this morning, I had a heart-to-heart talk with one of my best friends, Haya. I guess we were both worrying about the same thing and we found comfort in what we needed to say.
And her reply to what was going on was "Dude we are so smart when we are heartbroken."
That's kinda true. Each and everytime Haya and I generalize about the world, make assumptions or just blatantly blow off all the fury we have, we bring the best out in each other and maybe that's one of the great reasons we get along really well.

I really feel connected to her and the way we comfort and support each other sometimes may seem a bit superficial and silly, but in reality, we give each other great advice-- sometimes the medicine to our heartbreaks.

Our ability to connect and pour our hearts out to each other without feeling embarrassment makes me feel all the more fortunate. And her response to my insolent dronings and complaints is "We are focusing on what's in our own lil puddles when we have yet to experience the oceans of the world."

Sometimes she comes up with the most incredible sayings and advices that she blows me away. Like seriously, she's like a Rumi freak but even Rumi couldn't think of that. Though sometimes she can be a crackhead and say the most freakishly stupidest thing in the history of history, when it comes down to listening and understanding, she has the eyes and minds of a really amazing being.

And then apart from Haya, there's Mike. It's as if he knows the right words to say in the right situations which are absolutely unbelievable. Whenever I'm stuck in a situation, I always think to myself as to what Mike would do in certain situations and Mike would do the right thing but because I can be stubborn, I have to defy him and go ahead and screw things up. But I'm still learning and once again, like Haya, he brings the best out in me. I don't think I can ever match up to him not just as a Muslim, but as a human being.

The ability to say "No," hold back and turn the table in times of moral pursuits are so immense that sometimes I become overly jealous of such charisma and passion he has for always doing the moral thing. And maybe that's one reason why he's such a great follower of Islam. He puts Allah SWT before himself and everyone else because Allah SWT matters first and foremost. Though I have never idolized anyone so young before, this is truly my first time where I am able to look up to someone my age and realize the potential and diligence he has in order to progress himself toward becoming a more just and practicing Muslim.

Any human being that has the tolerance to give up his own pleasures for the sake of doing the right deeds, pleasing Allah SWT and bettering himself as a Muslim is truly worth being around. And I hope that with time, InshaALLAH, I can become more like him and less like myself. Allah SWT knows best.

As for those who believe and do good works no burden do We place on any soul, but that which it can bear,- they will be companions of the Garden, therein to dwell (for ever). And We shall remove from their hearts any lurking sense of injury; beneath them will be rivers flowing; and they shall say: "Praise be to God, who has guided us to this (felicity): never could we have found the right path, had it not been for the guidance of God: indeed it was the truth, that the messengers of our Lord brought to us." And they shall hear the cry: "Behold! the garden before you! You have been made its inheritors, for your deeds of righteousness." (Al-Araf, 42-43)

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

By the end of this year, I have fully realized that one thing I really need work on is my ability to control how much my tongue lets out. Though it can be pretty easy to fall into temptations and whatnot, I've decided that I would try my best not to backbite, start rumors, or continue to gossip.

[49:12] O you who believe, you shall avoid any suspicion, for even a little bit of suspicion is sinful. You shall not spy on one another, nor shall you backbite one another; this is as abominable as eating the flesh of your dead brother. You certainly abhor this. You shall observe GOD. GOD is Redeemer, Most Merciful.
Al-Qur'an: The Walls [Al Hujurat]

I find it quite easy to fall into trap of such gossip. Each and everytime I am near someone, stories come up about who ran away with whose son, who failed their Chem exam, or who got expelled. Most of the times, such stories are fabricated versions with twists and turns at each words.
I have absolutely NO idea as to why I find gossiping so pleasurable but when I really do think about it, I come to the agreement that whether it be true or not, I certainly would not want ANYONE for that matter to talk about me in a way I would disapprove of.

I remember sitting on top of a table and gossiping about everyone before and after tennis practice with my best friend. At the time, we felt that if something was true, then there was absolutely no harm in it. To us, it was a simple, innocent pasttime until we could hit the courts and come back sweaty.

Just today, I found myself gossiping with my Aunt about someone we both mutually know. Though it was more like an obvious statement, it seemed as though that personal most likely would not appreciate us making certain comments about her. I became more and more engaged into the conversation and couldn't resist to be pulled away but soon realized that this is exactly what the Shaytaan wants me to fall into-- he's increasing my negative desires and temptations by allowing me to feed myself with backbiting, ultimately resulting in sin.

It seems so difficult but I really believe that each time I want to open my mouth, if I hold onto my tongue, walk away or merely change the subject, I'd be at least 1/4th the step I need in order to rid myself of such habits. And InshaALLAH, I'd like to see myself easily deny any engagements in such an activity.

Wa Alaikum Salaam
Salaam Alaikum,

I am really bored right now and I want to go to sleep but alas, that is not the case. So out of boredom, my friend and I decided to start a blog.
So I figured if I were to start one, I might as well put some use to it and in hopes of creating one, ultimately spread Dawah.

The first thing that seems appropriate to talk about is how I became a practicing Muslimah.
Though I was born a Muslim in a very religious household, I necessarily didn't encompass the understanding of grasping the exact idea of what Islam was. From a very early age, I attended Masjid, learned surahs and worked my way up on reading certain scriptures.
When I turned 9, I picked up the Qur'an for the first time and began reading it. For the next three years, I attended summer school at our local Masjid and began to take classes on Tajweed. At the end of the summer, I recited a surah I had to memorize from the Qur'an. Though I was nervous at first because of my extremely shy nature, and also because it would be in front of parents and Imams and students, I still took steps into memorizing it. Each day, I would sit with an Imam and recite it in front of him and he would show me the correct way to pronounce it, how to better the recitation and finally how to apply everything I have learned in the course in order to present a swift and smoothe recitation.


Finally, the day came and I stood there with a mike in my hands, with my tiny scrawny knees shaking and delievered my recitation. At the end of the day, I was taken by surprise when I realized that the commitee of Imams decided to award me 1st prize in Qur'an recitation.
For the next 2 years, I delivered 2 more recitations each summer, and each year, I won first place with another student always in 2nd. At the end of my third year, as I matured and grew, I withdrew myself from the Masjid.

But I didn't stop right there. I continued to read Qur'an on the weekends and learn more and more Islam as I had been doing since the years following, and to this very day, it still stands true.

But my understanding and accepting of Islam didn't began until I was in the 7th grade. As part of a final project, each student had to choose one aspect of Africa and write a resport on it. As a last minute idea, I decided to choose religion and little did I know that I would end up with researching Islam. The more I began to read, the more interested I had become. By the end of the project, not only did I learn about a beautiful religion I had missed out on, but I also aced my finals, Alhamdulillah.

The entire experience led me to more and more curiosity as I started to read books on our beloved Prophet PBUH. Because I had started from the beginning, my understanding of Islam grew and became more clearer. I was no longer questioning my parents "If we can't see Allah, then how did His Hands put the Qur'an on Muhammad's PBUH hands?"

Things became more clearer and my fascination turned into an obsession. I would preach it to my friends, discuss it at the dinner table and occasionally grow frustrated because I couldn't absorb certain details. However, all in due time, I began to perform prayers and kept at it.

Though there have been times where my Iman [faith] had been extremely low due to certain circumstances, the idea of leaving Islam seemed impossible. I wasn't ready nor was I accepting the idea that my leaving Islam would solve problems. I started questioning my faith more and each time, I came to the conclusion that Allah SWT was testing me and in adherance to his tests, I was failing each one of them due to my lack of endurance.

Even today, there are times where I question things but that's only for the sake of the betterment of my understanding. Though there are people who may condemn such an act, it is purely out of ignorance. Surely, I can challenge myself, science and the environment around me, but I can never challenge Allah SWT because Allah SWT knows all, hears all, and sees all.
And even though we live in this very world, all of our actions and deeds are merely what we try to attain or accomplish for the heareafter.

"Every soul shall taste death..."
Al-Qur'an: Surah Al-'Ankabut [The Spider] 29:57

Wa Alaikum Salaam