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| DURDON | Date: Payshanba, 10-Yan-2013, 08:03 | Message # 1 |
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A very poor man lived with his wife.
One day, his wife, who had very long hair asked him to buy her a comb for her hair to grow well and to be well-groomed.
The man felt very sorry and said no. He explained that he did not even have enough money to fix the strap of his watch he had just broken. She did not insist on her request.
The man went to work and passed by a watch shop, sold his damaged watch at a low price and went to buy a comb for his wife.
He came home in the evening with the comb in his hand ready to give to his wife.
He was surprised when he saw his wife with a very short hair cut.
She had sold her hair and was holding a new watch band.
Tears flowed simultaneously from their eyes, not for the futility of their actions, but for the reciprocity of their love.
MORAL: To love is nothing, to be loved is something but to love and to be loved by the one you love,that is EVERYTHING. Never take love for granted..!!
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| DURDON | Date: Payshanba, 10-Yan-2013, 08:18 | Message # 2 |
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Worth reading ! " a blind girl "
There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?”
The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying:
“Just take care of my eyes dear.”
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| DURDON | Date: Chorshanba, 16-Yan-2013, 13:34 | Message # 3 |
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•••• Are we this foolish? ••••
There lived in a town a very rich man, who was given every comfort and luxury by Allah. He had a servant who was slightly foolish. One day the rich man called him and presented him with a gift saying: “Keep this in a safe place until you find someone more foolish than yourself. When you do, give it to Him.”
The servant replied: “Very good, Sir!”
After some time, the rich man became very ill. Many doctors treated him but there was no sign of recovery. He finally lost hope and called for his servant and said to Him: “I am leaving now. If I have caused you any grief, please forgive me.”
Servant: “Sir, where are you going?”
Rich Man: “Where everyone has to go.”
Servant: “When wil you return?”
Rich Man: “I am going to a place from where there is no return.”
Servant: “I see…Have you made your preparations for your comfort there, sir?”
Rich Man: “No.”
Servant: “Sir, have you made arangements to safeguard yourself from heat and cold?”
Rich Man: “No.”
Servant: “What have you done about your food and drink, sir?”
RichMan: “Nothing.”
Hearing this, the servant laughed and said: “Sir, this is most surprising. In your temporary home, you have made all sorts of arrangements of joy and comfort; buildings and bungalows, gardens and parks, servants and maids, beautiful cars, shops, factories and all sorts of luxuries, but for your permanent home, you have made no preparations whatsoever.
Now tell me sir! Where will I find someone more foolish than you? Hence I am giving this gift to you.”
♥ Moral ♥ :We should take time out and review frequently whether our actions are solely for the life of this world or for the eternal life in the hereafter.
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| DURDON | Date: Juma, 18-Yan-2013, 09:47 | Message # 4 |
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When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, “I’ve got something to tell you.”
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking.
“I want a divorce.” I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, “Why?”
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, “You are not a man!”
That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Sania, a woman at my work that I had developed feelings for. I didn’t love my wife anymore. I only pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement, which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Sania so dearly.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce that had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Sania. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that for that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door each morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Sania about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. ”No matter what tricks she tries, she has to face the divorce,” she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, saying, “Baba is holding Mama in his arms!” His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms.
She closed her eyes and said softly; “Don’t tell our son about the divorce.”
I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her dress. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Sania about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the every day workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at that moment and said, “Dad, its time to carry mum out.” To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, “I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.”
I drove to the office and jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Sania opened the door and I said to her, “Sorry, Sania, I do not want the divorce anymore.”
She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. “Do you have a fever?” She said.
I moved her hand off my head. “Sorry, Sania,” I said, “I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until we reunite in Jannah again (in'sha'Allah).
Sania seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: “I’ll carry you out every morning until we meet in Jannah again.”
The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, and the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real and happy marriage!
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| DURDON | Date: Shanba, 19-Yan-2013, 09:35 | Message # 5 |
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A young man came to a shaykh and said, “I am a young man with strong desires. I cannot help looking at people when I am in the bazaar(market). What do I do?”
The shaykh handed him a cup of milk that was full to the brim, and told him to deliver it to an address that would take the young man directly through the bazaar (market). He then instructed the young man that the milk should n...ot spill, and the man said that it would not.
The shaykh then summoned one of his students and told him to accompany the man through the bazaar to the destination, and to severely beat him if any milk were to spill.
This man successfully took the milk to the destination and returned to give the good news to the shaykh. The shaykh asked, “Tell me, how many sights and faces did you see in the bazaar?” The man replied incredulously,
“Sheik, I didn’t even realize what was going on around me. I was only fearful of the beating and disgrace that I would have to endure in public if a drop of milk were to spill.”
The shaykh smiled and said, “It is the same with a believer. The believer fears that Allah may disgrace him in front of the entire creation on the Day of Judgment if his faith were to spill over from his heart.” Such people save themselves from sin because they constantly remain focused on the Day of Judgment !
Its a Request that TAG your friends and Help them to understand the Modesty and Simplicity of ISLAM.
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| DURDON | Date: Shanba, 19-Yan-2013, 09:42 | Message # 6 |
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One day Khalifah Ali(radiAllahu 'Anhu) was carefully recording all the money that came into the treasury and all that was spent from it, by the light of a candle.
At that time, Talha(radiAllahu 'Anhu) and Jubair(radiAllahu 'Anhu) came to him for personal reasons.
When they sat down, Ali(radiAllahu 'Anhu) lit another candle and put out the first candle.
The guest exchanged a glance of surprise and then one of them asked;
“O’ Ali! We have come on some important business. But why did you put out the first candle and lit another one?”
“That was a candle bought with Treasury funds. As long as I worked for treasury, I used it. Now you have come for some personal work, so I use the candle bought from my personal fund.” Replied the Khalifah
Moral: One should not use office money, funds, equipment and facilities for personal and private use. Its an amanat (trust)
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| DURDON | Date: Yakshanba, 20-Yan-2013, 04:59 | Message # 7 |
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There was a man who loved his wifevery much. The couple had 3 children.He could give her everything he couldbut the woman never appreciated.Though the man was not rich, he wouldshare all that he had with her. He couldbuy for her clothes and the only thinghis wife could say was that the husbandwas fulfilling his duty as a Man.
The man would buy a dress but in reply, thewoman would mock at him, because thedress was of low quality. The manwould smile at his wife and tell her"one day, I will become rich and I willbuy for you all the expensive thingsyou need".
The woman could nevermake any phone call unless she wasrequesting anything from her husbandand once her request was not granted,all she could do was to quarrel for days,sometimes fight. One evening, the manwas coming from work, he bought aKilogram of meat, happily the poor manexpecting to surprise his wife, hereached home found the wife andshowed her the package.
Then she shouted: "eh! And you call yourself aman? Which husband, apart from you,do you think comes home with just onekilogram, no cooking oil, and no otheringredients? You better leave it, you'rea good-for-nothing husband." Then shethrew the meat in the bush and wentback home. The Husband felt low buthe never let down his love for her.
One day, the husband felt pain in hisleft foot, then a Tumour appeared onthe foot, it then emerged growing bigand more painful. He went to thehospital after several months of painand was found with cancer, he was poorto have a better medical care.Though he was sick he tried much as hecould to provide for his family.
Two years later the condition worsened andhe was put in the special care unit, hewas operated and the foot wasremoved,but unfortunately it was too late, theVirus had affected more parts of thebody and at last he called his wife andtold him, "LOOK AFTER MY CHILDREN, ifeel i can't live any longer though i'llalways be with you in spirit, may God bewith you". He then breathed his lastand died. The woman, and threechildren cried, for days mourning, theyburied him.
Two months later, the wife was cryingby her husbands grave as she saidthese words:"My love, you did all the best to me, youtreated me well and gave me all youcould, but all i could pay you, wasendless quarrels and fights. I never realised your importance and your loveuntil when you were gone, and whenI'm the one to provide food, clothing,education and many others. I rememberwhen i threw your one Kilogram ofmeat to the bush, but now i havenowhere to get even a Half a Kilo. 'THE GOOD DIE YOUNG' that's why you diedwhen you were still young. A husband whom i could mock at but you onlysmiled at me. The husband who could care and had un ending LovE i ask Allah to forgive me for not appreciating all you did to me, when you were alive.We are all missing your presence andyour youngest daughter is alwayscrying asking when you'll be back. Butyou will never leave our hearts until weJoin you.
"MORAL:* Always appreciate what you are given, whether small or big.* Love is not all about how much wehave, but its all about how we share thelittle we have.
RELEVANCY.Have you ever taken time to thankAllah for what He has done for you?Many people only remember Allahwhen they have problems and oncetheir problems are solved, they don'ttake time, to thank Him or remain closeto Him.Oh Allah, i pray that you keep Yourprovidence towards me always and giveme an appreciating heart so that i'llalways be thankful to whatever you give me, Ameen
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| DURDON | Date: Dushanba, 21-Yan-2013, 15:59 | Message # 8 |
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♥...DON'T MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE...♥
It’s about Muslim man named Rashid. He Says. “I was not a practicing muslim, I had bad friends. I enjoyed going out with them. I was almost never home, but always at gatherings with friends, in these gatherings we backbited, gossiped and made fun of people. I was especially known among my friends to make jokes and people were impressed by the way I was so good at it.
One night (at the time I was 30 and married and my wife was pregnant with our 1st child) I was as usual gathered with my friends and talking useless talk. I was telling them how I was at the market one day and I saw a blind man and I put my leg out in front of this man and the blind man tripped and fell on his face. My friends laughed and so on. When I went back home that night, my wife told me ‘were have u been?’ ‘I am so tired and sick and I think I am in labor.’ A tear dropped down her cheek.
I felt guilty, for I hadn’t cared about my wife properly. I quickly took her to the hospital. She was in pain for a long time and could not give birth, I waited patiently, but eventually I left and told the hospital to call me when she gave birth. An hour later, they called telling me my wife had given birth to baby boy named Salem. I quickly went to the hospital. I askedwhich room my wife was in.They told me I 1st had to see the doctor. I got mad at them and said “What doctor? I want to see my son!?!” they insisted that I see the doctor first. So I went to the doctor, she first talked to me about calamities and that one must accept the will (qadar) of Allah.
Then she told me, ‘your son is blind!’ My lowered my head and remembered the blind man I tripped and made fun of. I didn’t know what to say, I thanked the doctor for her kindness and went to see my wife. My wife was not sad, rather she accepted the will of Allah (swt). She had always advised me not to make fun of ppl and not to gossip and backbite. We left the hospital. I did not care about Salem, I did not like him, I pretended that he wasn’t even in the house. But, my wife loved Salem very much and cared for him.
Salem grew and he began to crawl, he wasn’t crawling properly. When he began to walk, we discovered that he was handicapped. This was too much for me. Later, my wife gave birth to 2 boys, Omar and Khalid.
Years passed, salem and his brothers grew. I continued to hang out with my bad friends and did not like to be at home. However, my wife was patient with me and she always made Dua that Allah guide me.
One Friday, I woke up at 11 am (which was early for me) and was getting ready to go to a walimah (I did not go to Jummah). I got dressed, put on 3tter, and was about to head out the door when I saw Salem (who was 10 yrs old) crying very loudly in the living room. So, for the first time in 10 years I cared and went to ask him why he was crying. When salem felt me coming near, he stopped crying and pushed me away as if to say, “Now you care, where were you for the past 10 yrs!”
Salem was calling his mother and brothers, but no one was answering him, so he went to his room. I followed him. At first, he would not tell me why he was crying.Do you know why he was crying? His brother Omar, who normally took him to the masjid, was late. Salem was afraid that since it was a Friday, he would not be able to get a spot in the front row at the masjid. I said, “is that why you cried salem?” salem answered positively.
I, out of disbelief from what I heard, forgot about my friends and the walimah. I then told salem that I would take him to the mosque. Salem could not believe what he had heard. He thought his father was mocking him. He then began to cry. I wiped salem’s tears and took him by his hand to take him to the car. Salem refused.
He said the masjid is near, and he wants to walk there by foot. I could not remember the last time he went to the masjid. The mosque was full, but I was able to find a spot for salem in the first row. After prayer was over, salem asked me to get him copy of the Quran. I thought, ‘how can he want a Quran if he is blind!!!!’ so I gave him one anyway so that his feelings would not be hurt.
Salem then asked me to open to surat al-kahf. So when I opened it for him, salem began to recite. He had memorized the entire surah. I felt embarrassed and ashamed of myself. I took a Quran and began to read. I asked Allah for forgiveness and guidance. I then began to sob like a child. There were still people in the mosque, so I tried to hide my tears. I couldn’t. I began to sob loudly.
I felt a small hand wiping his tears away. It was salem. He hugged me and I thought, ‘you aren’t the blind one, for I am, because I ran after the evil people who would drag me into hell-fire.’From that day on I never missed a prayer at the mosque. My wife was really happy.
I left all my bad friends and tasted the sweetness of eman. I went to halaqas. I became closer to Allah and to my family. I thanked Allah for this great blessing. One day my pious friends decided to go to a far away place to make dawah. I hesitated about going, I made istikharah and asked my wife, to my surprise she encouraged me to go. She was so happy, for before I used to travel w/o asking her. I told Salem that I would be traveling, he hugged me with his tiny arms, bidding me farewell.I was away for 3 months and I would call my family and I missed them greatly, especially Salem. Whenever, I called I would ask for him but he was either at school or the mosque.
Everytime I told my wife how much I missed him, she would laugh cheerfully. Except for the last call, she did not laugh but her voice had changed. I told her to say salam to Salem and she said “Insha Allah” and was quiet.
I finally came back home and hoped Salem would open the door for me, but Khaled did. Then I saw my wife, her face had changed. I asked her “what’s wrong?” she replied “nothing.” Then I remembered Salem, and asked “where is he?” My wife lowered her head and did not answer. A tear dropped down her cheek. I screamed at her, “where’s Salem, where is he?’”
My son Khaled (4 yrs old), said “Daddy, Thalem went to Jannah, he is with Allah.” My wife could not handle it and she broke down in tears and left the room. I found out later that Salem had got sick with a fever and went to hospital 2 weeks before I arrived. The fever worsened and his mother stayed by his side and until his soul departed his body.”
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| DURDON | Date: Payshanba, 24-Yan-2013, 12:36 | Message # 9 |
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♦♦♦ THE REWARD OF TRUTH ♦♦♦
A pious man who constantly looked for knowledge and used to give all his time .One day he left home due to his extreme hunger since he had found nothing to eat at home and so he ended up heading towards one of the gardens on the roadside.This garden was full of apple trees and one of which had a few of its branches hanging outside the fence on the roadside.
His inner self started whispering to him to eat an apple to remove his hunger and that no one would see him.Afterall the apple garden wouldn't be affected by the absence of only one apple.He plucked an apple and sat down to eat it until his hunger disappeared.
But when he went back home,his consciousness(al nafs) started aching him and he started to ask himself how he could do such a thing (this is always the case of a momen,a believer i.e he always judges and punishes his soul for the wrongdoings he does).Sitting down,he started asking himself how he could eat an apple which is of another Muslim's wealth and possession and yet he never asked his permission before plucking it.
Neither had he asked the owner for his forgiveness.Getting up the next morning,he headed outdoor in search of this garden's owner until he found him.This young man then told him(the owner):
"Uncle,yesterday extreme hunger got great hold of me and I ate an apple from your garden without you knowing and today I have come to ask for your permission for having taken it."
The owner replied:
"By Allah I will not forgive you In fact I am angry from you until the Day of Judgement where i will complain to Allah about you."
A pious man then started crying and pleading to him to forgive him and that he was ready to do anything for him on condition that he forgives him and makes him clean of sins again through this forgiveness.
"Uncle,I am ready to work as a graden worker in this garden of yours without a salary the whole of my life or any other thing you wish me to carry out for you on condition that you forgive me."
At this moment, the garden owner stopped to think for a while and then said:
"Son,I am ready to forgive you now but on one condition...."
A pious man got soo happy and his face once again got filled with joy and he replied :
" Give me any condition you wish ,uncle."
The owner:
"My only condition is that you marry my daughter!!!"
A pious man was shocked from this condition,got stunned and couldn't understand this condition.
The owner continued:
"But son... you must know that my daughter is blind,deaf and can not talk.She doesn't walk either and is always sitted.For a long time now, I have been searching for a husband for her whom i can trust to take care of her and accept her as she is with all her features which I mentioned to you.I will forgive you only if you accept to marry her."
A pious man was once again shocked with this second disaster.He then started thinking how he would be able to live with such a burden especially that he was still young and on his first steps in his career life.How could she take care of him and look after his house when she had such defects?
He then started telling himself:
" Have patience regarding her and at least get saved from the Hereafter's punishment which this apple would cause you."
He then looked towards the owner and said:
"Uncle, I have accepted your daughter and I ask Allah to reward me well for my intention and that He rewards me with something better than what He inflicted me with."
The owner replies:
"Well then son....your date is next Thursday at my place for the Walimah(celebration)of your marriage and I will be resposible(take care) of her Mahr(dowry)."
When Thursday came ,A pious man came walking with heavy steps,full of sorrow,with a broken heart unlike any other groom on his wedding day.When he knocked on the door, her dad opened the door and let him in.After they had sat and talked a bit,the bride's dad told A pious man:
"Please feel free to enter the room where your bride is sitted..and may Allah place His baraka(blessings) on you both and around you both.May He bring onto both of you all goodness and mercy .."
He then took him by his hand and led him to the room where his daughter sat waiting .When he opened the door and looked inside,the lad found seated a girl whose face was whiter than the moon and whose hair hang loosely on her shoulders like silk.She then got up and walked towards him with her shoulders stretched outwards and told him:
"Assalamu Alaikum my husband."
Standing in his place,A pious man staring at her as if he was in front of a hooreya(i.e one of the beautiful ladies of Paradise who have never lived on Earth before)from the hooreyats of Jannah who had instead come to earth.
He couldn't believe his eyes and just didn't know what had happened or why her dad had said such bad things about her.She at once understood what was going through his mind and at once went nearer to him,held his hand and kissed it saying:
"I am blind from looking towards forbidden(haram) things and I am deaf from listening to forbidden talk and I am unable to talk about forbidden things.
My feet too do not walk towards haram things....
I am the only child of my dad and for a couple of years now ,my dad has been searching for a good pious husband for me.So when you came to him asking his permission for an apple and weeping for its sake,he told me:
'Whoever fears from eating an apple for which he hasn't asked permission for acquiring it,then he will sure look after my daughter and fear Allah in treating her badly'......so congratulations to me for having you as a husband and congratulations to my dad for having you as his son-in-law."
♥ Moral ♥ Every Good Act For ALLAH, Gives Youa Reward.
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| DURDON | Date: Shanba, 26-Yan-2013, 08:22 | Message # 10 |
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THE STATUS OF WIFE IN ISLAM
The Prophet (sallALLAHu alahi wasallam) said "The most perfect of the believers in faith are the best of them in morals. And the best among them are those who are best to their wives." [Ahmad 7354, and Tirmidhi 1162].
The Prophet’s beloved wife, Aa’isha, said of her noble husband:
He always helped with the housework and would at times mend his clothes, repair his shoes and sweep the floor. He would milk, protect and feed his animals and do household chores' AllahuAkbar!!
A great relationship happens when two people truly understand each other and love each other for who they really are. What better example to follow than the example of our beloved Prophet (sallalla hu alahi wasallam).
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| DURDON | Date: Dushanba, 28-Yan-2013, 12:57 | Message # 11 |
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STORY -- THE GOOD HUSBAND
There was a man who loved his wife very much. The couple had 3 children. He could give her everything he could but the woman never appreciated. Though the man was not rich, he would share all that he had with her. He could buy for her clothes and the only thing his wife could say was that the husband was fulfilling his duty as a Man. The man would buy a dress but in reply, the woman would mock at him, because the dress was of low quality. The man would smile at his wife and tell her "one day, I will become rich and I will buy for you all the expensive things you need".
The woman could never make any phone call unless she was requesting anything from her husband and once her request was not granted, all she could do was to quarrel for days, sometimes fight. One evening, the man was coming from work, he bought a Kilogram of meat, happily the poor man expecting to surprise his wife, he reached home found the wife and showed her the package. Then she shouted: "eh! And you call yourself a man? Which husband, apart from you, do you think comes home with just one kilogram, no cooking oil, and no other ingredients? You better leave it, you're a good-for-nothing husband." Then she threw the meat in the bush and went back home. The Husband felt low but he never let down his love for her.
One day, the husband felt pain in his left foot, then a Tumour appeared on the foot, it then emerged growing big and more painful. He went to the hospital after several months of pain and was found with cancer, he was poor to have a better medical care.
Though he was sick he tried much as he could to provide for his family. Two years later the condition worsened and he was put in the special care unit, he was operated and the foot was removed,
but unfortunately it was too late, the Virus had affected more parts of the body and at last he called his wife and told him, "LOOK AFTER MY CHILDREN, i feel i can't live any longer though i'll always be with you in spirit, may God be with you". He then breathed his last and died. The woman, and three children cried, for days mourning, they buried him.
Two months later, the wife was crying by her husbands grave as she said these words:
"My love, you did all the best to me, you treated me well and gave me all you could, but all i could pay you, was endless quarrels and fights. I never realised your importance and your love until when you were gone, and when I'm the one to provide food, clothing, education and many others. I remember when i threw your one Kilogram of meat to the bush, but now i have nowhere to get even a Half a Kilo. 'THE GOOD DIE YOUNG' that's why you died when you were still young. A husband whom i could mock at but you only smiled at me. The husband who could care and had unending love.
I know you are listening to me and i ask you to forgive me for not appreciating all you did to me, when you were alive.
We are all missing your presence and your youngest daughter is always crying asking when you'll be back. But you will never leave our hearts until we Join you."
♥ MORAL:
* Always appreciate what you are given, whether small or big.
* Love is not all about how much we have, but its all about how we share the little we have.
♥ RELEVANCY.
Have you ever taken time to thank Allah for what He has done for you?
Many people only remember Allah when they have problems and once their problems are solved, they don't take time, to thank Him or remain close to Him.
Oh Allah, i pray that you keep Your providence towards me always and give me an appreciating heart so that i'll always be thankful to whatever you give me, ameen.
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| DURDON | Date: Payshanba, 31-Yan-2013, 01:14 | Message # 12 |
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Once a Shaytan Met with another Shaytan and asked him
''Why he was So thin''.?
The Other Shaytan Replied:
"Becaus e I am with a Man who Mentions the Name Of ALLAH when He Eats'',
So
I cannot Eat with Him,
and He Mentions the Name Of ALLAH when he Drinks,
So
I cannot Drink with Him,
When he Enters his Home
He Mentions the Name Of ALLAH,
So
I Stay Outside"
Then the First Shaytan Said:
"But Look,
I'm healthy because
I am with a Man Who does not Mention the Name Of ALLAH when He Eats,
So
I Eat with Him,
He does not Mention the Name Of ALLAHَ
When He Drinks,
So
I Drink with Him,
When He Enters His Home
He does not Mention the Name Of ALLAH,
So
I Enter with Him.''
> My dear Brothers and Sisters,
Please Don't forget to Say Bismillahir Rahmaanir Raheem
Before You Start any Work.
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| DURDON | Date: Dushanba, 11-Fev-2013, 14:47 | Message # 13 |
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Status: | That beautiful moment when Abu Dar Dah (Radhi Allahu Anhu) is dying and his wife, Umm Dar Dah (Radhi Allahu Anha) says,
“Listen, whenever you came to propose to mein this Dunya you asked my father for my hand
and
I accepted. So, ask ALLAH (SubhanahuWa Ta'ala) for me to be your wife in Al-Akhirah.”
Subhan’ALLAH, your probably thinking right now,
“Oh thats just sweet talk. He’s dying and she’s just being nice.”
But guess what happens after that ???
When Abu Dar Dah (Radhi Allahu Anhu) passes away,
She gets a marriage proposal from Muawiyah ibn Abu Sufyan (Radhi Allahu Anhu): who was the Khalifah of the Muslims.
Muawiyah (Radhi Allahu Anhu) is someone who is wealthy, high in status, and one of the companions of Rasulullah (SalAllahu 'Aalayhi Wa Sallam) and he is sending a proposal to Umm Dar Dah (Radhi Allahu Anha).
This was the response of Umm Dar Dah (Radhi Allahu Anha) to Muawiyah (Radhi Allahu Anhu).
She says,
“I cannot marry you because I am already engaged to Abu Dar Dah in Jannah.”
Subhan’ALLAH ! ♥
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| DURDON | Date: Yakshanba, 17-Fev-2013, 01:00 | Message # 14 |
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♥ Recovering from a bad marriage breakup ♥
When a girl enters marriage, the minimum expectations she has are that she would be able to establish a peaceful, and if possible, friendly relationship with her husband. If she has confidence about herself that she won’t pose any demands of wealth and riches on her husband, she further feels assured that he would be appreciative and there won’t be any scope for quarrels.
It was with such expectations that I entered married life. My husband soon realized that I wasn’t demanding and mentioned to my mother that Allah had given him better than he had expected. And I happily believed that my marital life had started on a proper note and hence will continue on the right track.
But sad to say this anticipation soon met with disappointment as expectations from my
husband started rearing their ugly head. These expectations pertained to something that was not in my power to control or provide. I had become pregnant just a month after getting married and within 7 weeks of pregnancy my problems started. I had to consult a gynecologist who said that if I wanted to save the pregnancy, I’d have to take total bed rest. My husband preferred not to follow the doctor’s advice. His mother and elder brother chose to believe that I was being unnecessarily delicate and fussy. They were of the opinion that to survive in this world you need to be tough, and sadly, quite heartlessly they started trying to impart lessons in ‘toughness’ to me by ignoring my genuine need for rest and being totally insensitive to my feelings and pain – both physical and mental.
Well, things came to such a pass that I aborted a 16 weeks’ foetus, first getting scolded by the doctor for not following her instructions, and then faced by the bleak scenario of putting up with taunts about my delicacy which had already started coming from my mother-in-law. My husband was of no help either. Neither could he console me nor did he provide any assurance about the future. When I was in my parents’ house, taking rest, he did not visit me, but kept asking me to return, sometimes threatening, sometimes persuading with false hopes. His total lack of understanding and sympathy spelt out clearly over the phone, made me shed such tears as I hadn’t shed in my 24 years of life. I realized that this relationship could not continue, but was scared of taking the initiative in separation as a Hadith of our Prophet (S.A.W.S.) says that a woman who resorts to ‘Khula’ (divorce sought by the wife) without a valid reason, would not be able to even smell the fragrance of Paradise.
My parents arranged for a meeting with an Islamic scholar, a Mufti, who explained to me that the clause ‘for no valid reason’ is important and this is to ensure that divorce is not taken lightly. He told me that my conscience should guide me, and eventually my honesty with myself is a matter between me and Allah. He also reminded me that Allah is Well Aware of each individual’s capacity of endurance. So, wanting to give my marriage a second chance, I went back to see if there were any changes (as my husband had been promising me). However, within four days I realized that nothing had changed, my husband actually telling me that he was doing me a favor out of pity for my “Kismet”. I told my mother that I was worried about the future (of a divorcee) and hence chose to continue the relationship which now had nothing for me. My mother asked me to visualize a life all alone and compare it with the present one and see which condition I would prefer. I immediately said, ‘Being alone’. She said if that were the case there was no point in continuing such a relationship. I finally opted out of it.
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| DURDON | Date: Yakshanba, 17-Fev-2013, 01:01 | Message # 15 |
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Status: | My first reaction was, “Thank God I’m following Islam which has a provision for a woman to end a relationship that holds only suffering for her.” There was no need to resort to any long drawn out court case.
I told my parents not to blame themselves for not having made enough enquiries about the boy, since one can’t know before hand how he is going to treat his wife. (Islam closes the door for “If I had done this or that…..” Everything that happens, happens according to Allah’s Will (concept of Qada wal-Qadr) which has to be accepted without complaints, but with dependence on Him and prayers and hopes for the future.)
I thanked Allah that I was still physically and mentally sound and had enough education to be independent and not a burden on my parents. (We should be grateful to Allah for whatever Blessings are still being enjoyed by us.)
Having gone through a miscarriage I wasn’t sure whether I’d be able to carry a pregnancy full term. So when my parents brought up the question of second marriage I said I didn’t mind marrying a widower and accepting his kids.
Having stayed in the first relationship for 6 months, I had guilty feelings about having caused hurt to a person’s feelings by breaking the bond. My mother advised me to pray for him, since we are all human beings liable to commit blunders. He had committed a blunder of not understanding a woman’s delicacy (of constitution) and feelings, but that didn’t mean that we should become vengeful and resort to anger or accusations. So I prayed for him as I was praying for myself and this gave me peace of mind. (In the Quran, where the provision of ‘Khula’- divorce initiated by the woman – is mentioned, the instruction given by Allah is that both should separate ‘gracefully’ and Allah Will provide for both.) My parents and I tried our best to follow Quranic instructions closely.
I am now happy to share with you that a few years ago I got married to my present husband who was still unmarried. It wasn’t as if he knew me or my nature. He was a total stranger to us. He was working abroad. When someone asked him why he chose to marry a divorcee while he himself had not yet been married, he said he was fulfilling a Sunnah of our Prophet (S.A.W.S.) since our Prophet also had married a divorcee. He kept asking my parents whether they had taken my consent.
It is 4 years now since we’ve been married and he has proved to be a genuine person. He follows Islam as it should be followed; treats me as a companion and friend; has never given me the feeling that he has done a favor to me. And when I again needed bed rest during pregnancy, I got it. He prayed for a daughter and Allah (S.W.T.) has blessed us with a daughter. Alhamdolillah I consider myself really blessed by Allah.
♥ Lessons learned:
(1) Don’t let obstacles deter you from your faith in Allah.
(2) Obstacles in life sometimes pave the way for a better life.
(3) No matter what your situation, Allah will find a way for you if you have Tawakkul in Him.
(4) If you get into an unpleasant situation with another Muslim, don’t become vengeful. On the other hand, by having a big heart and praying for the other person not only will help that person but will have angels praying for you (per a hadith) and improve your situation, as well as will earn you Allah’s pleasure.
(5) Even in the toughest of times, we should be grateful to Allah and recognize His Blessings on us.
May Allah ease all our affairs and provide us the right perspective and courage to face them!
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