Thursday, 27 August 2009

Spirituality


If I adore You out of fear of Hell,
Burn me in Hell !


If I adore You out of desire for Paradise, Lock me out of Paradise !



But if I adore You for Yourself alone, Do not deny to me Your eternal beauty !



--- Rabia Al Basri ---

Al-Maskin (The Needy)

The needy (Miskeen) - Those without sufficient means of livelihood to meet their basic necessities. For instance, those who, although may have a job, a house and a car, but whose income is below the minimum requirement.

The Needy (Miskeen) may be someone whose level of poverty is more than the poor or less than him. However, their ruling is the same in all matters.

Zakah or alms-giving is the practice of charitable giving by Muslims based on accumulated wealth, and is obligatory for all who are able to do so. It is one of the five pillars of Islam.

Read more on it, here: http://www.islamiska.org/e/z11.htm

Zakah means to 'purify'. It refers to the purification of a Muslim's wealth and soul. Zakah is one of the major religious duties of Islam. It is considered to be a personal responsibility for Muslims to ease economic hardship for others and eliminate inequality.

Following is the documentary showing how a poor needy family celebrate their Eid. How they have patience in the month of Ramadan even on the day of celebrations, Eid.

It's a reminder for all of us to look around ourselves and be awared of our moral and religious duties.

Many thanks to my dearest friend and brother from India, Aamir Mustafah, for giving such an amazing video. Jazak Allah Khairan !!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fADs2ue-O8c

Friday, 21 August 2009

Ramadan Assalam

Phir Masjidon Mein

Ronaqain Abaad Ho Gayeen

Bhooli Hui Ibadatein Phir

Yaad Ho Gayeen

Hum Per Bara Hai Tera

Yeh Ehsaan Assalam

Ramadan Assalam

Aye Ramadan Assalam ... !!

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Story of A Beautiful Heart

One day a guy challenged everyone in the city of possessing the most beautiful heart and indeed he had the healthiest, well shaped, strong and beautiful heart one has ever seen. Everybody in the town center accepted that his heart is the most beautiful. Suddenly, another young man came forward and claimed that his heart is better than the other guy's heart.

His heart was beating strongly but was full of wounds, deep cuts and pieces attached to it and some parts were missing. Everyone was surprised at the claim of the new guy. The first guy told the second guy, " You must be joking ? How can you compare your heart with mine ? Your's is nothing butt wounds and mine is healthy and strong."

The second guy replied, " Your heart may seem beautiful but I will never exchange my heart for your's, every wound is a memory of a human I gave my love to, I cut a piece of my heart and presented it to them, sometimes they also gave back a piece of their heart to me which I fit in my heart but as both were not same the depth could not be filled properly but they are very precious to me because they are memories of love between humans. Sometimes I gave my heart piece away but didn't recieve so the deep unfilled cuts are signs of that love and I hope some day they return and give me a piece of their hearts so I can put it here. These wounds are painful but are the memories of the love I had and the care I showed. Now you see my friend who possesses the most beautiful heart.

The first guy was standing speechless, with tears rolling down his cheeks, he went forward, took a piece of his heart and put in the empty place of the other guy and filled one wound, the second guy took a piece of his wounded heart and give it to the first guy. The first guy looked at his heart it was no more well shaped and was wounded but it looked beautiful then ever because love spread of the heart of the second guy to his heart.

I believe in beautiful hearts, I am sending you a piece of my heart to show my care and love for humans, I will wait for yours to know that yeah we still feel love and care for one another no matter if we are stranger to each other. Peace to all !

--- Freedoone ---

It was some awesome and amazing writting from one of my friend and brother from Afghanistan. He is such a beautiful human being inside out ! God bless him Aameen.

Monday, 1 June 2009

Tears Of The Death

Death may be a part of life, and sorrow may be too, but it is a part of life when you always feel sorrow and sadness and suffer death ? Or is it just the way you're meant to live ?
Tears streaming down my eyes,
The only feelings I have are sadness and sorrow.
Sorrow to feel when death comes,
and takes away those you love.
Sadness to know when you have to remember all the good times that you used to have,
All the happiness,
All the love,
All the good thoughts,
And all the wonderful feelings.
Death, it's what separates the living from the dead.
Death and dying,
Always to leave you with nothing,
Always to leave you sad,
Always to leave you feeling alone,
Always to leave you feeling lost.
Tears rolling down my face,
All I remember is the death,
All I can remember is the hurt,
All I can remember is the sadness,
All I can remember is the sorrow.

Thursday, 21 May 2009

Soil Of Love

'This creation of clay is of heavenly nature
He taught the angels the restlessness of Man
And taught Man the mastery of angels...'
Set your own standard on the soil of love!
Neither are you for the earth or the skies
This world is for you, not that you are made for it
There are worlds beyond the stars that are seen
The trials of Love are still to be seen
Create a new world,
Create a new ing and evening!
Set your own standard on the soil of love!
~ Dr. Allama Muhammad Iqbal ~

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