Treat With Respect

The thorns have become haughty, not willing to join with roses who wish to spread their beautiful perfume.

How unfortunate, for surely it is the thorn that follows the rose and not the other way around.

And even more unfortunate will be the day the roses have returned to their Creator while the thorns did not pay heed.

So, treat our roses, our scholars and shuyookh with the respect they deserve, otherwise it will only be our own loss.

Advice of Hazrat Isa Alaihis Salaam

Imam Maalik rahmatullahi alaih reports that Isa alahis salaam said, 

 

“Do not speak excessively without remembering Allah Ta’ala lest your hearts become hard. And indeed a hard heart is distant from the (blessings) of Allah Ta’ala but you do not know. 

 

Do not look at the faults of people as if you are (their) lord. Instead, look at them as if you are (their) slave for indeed, people are either involved (in sin) or protected (from sin). 

 

So have mercy on those who are involved (in sin by advising them with kindness) and be thankful to Allah Ta’ala that you are protected."

Taken from Here

Ticket to Jannah

People are often booking tickets to various places. What about booking a ticket to Jannah? Rasulullah (Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallam) said to Hazrath Anas (Radiyallahu Anhu). “ O my beloved son, keep your heart clean from harbouring malice, for verily that is my sunnah.” He then said: “The one who loves my sunnah loves me. The one who loves me will be with me in Jannah.” (Tabrani)

Thus the ticket to Jannah is to practice on the Sunnah of Rasulullah (Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallam). Among his extremely important sunnats is to keep the heart free of malice.

Taken from -> Al-Haadi Newsletter, vol 18

Oh Sun and Moon

Dil to kuch roshan naheen hai tum se eh shams-o-qamar
Kaynaat-e-dil ke hai kuch dusray shams-o-qamar

The heart is not bright due to you, Oh Sun and Moon

The universe of the heart has a different Sun and Moon

Taken from the poem

Imam-e-Dard-e-Dil

by Hazrat Hakeem Akhtar saheb Daamat Barakaatuhum

 

A Story of Love

Pain of love was simply words

His ears heard and eyes read

His mind did seek to understand the secret

But know that this is the tale of the heart

Where the name of the Beloved must be planted

Feelings within the heart arose

Taking the seeker by surprise

What was this feeling that bloomed like a rose

Making his heart pine for Him so?

Why did the seeker's eyes tear by simply thinking His name?

Is this the beginning of a story of Love?

Or simply the revival of a tale forgotten?

Yet in the end it matters not

Not to the seeker nor his Beloved Allah

Save that this tale continues forever 

From the Armchair

I just read this entry from the Alig's Armchair, and felt compelled to post it as I've been seeing this first hand the last one month. Allah's blessings are upon myself and my family that we were never from among the 'deenphobic' lot.

Here's a link to said entry --> Deenphobia

Two nice talk to listen to that also touch on the subject matter by Hazrat Mufti Ebrahim Salejee Daamat Barakaatuhum. 

Truth and Appreciation, the Ingredients for Happiness

The Real Cause for Global Warming

The Thorn Cries

The thorn cries
Lost

No longer can it see its beloved Rose

Yet soon the thorn shall realize

It is neither lost 

Nor has the Rose left

Night has simply fallen

Day shall soon come

Different Perspective, Oh Rose Garden

A few days ago my husband an I were passing by a rose garden.

Immediately to my mind came the verse

Ye nah samjho ke gulshan mein khatra naheen

Do not think that there is no danger in the rose garden

I mentioned this to my husband. He mentioned that what came to his mind was this verse

Lazzate zikre naame Khuda hai chaman

The pleasure of the name of Allah is (like) a garden.

I thought the different perspectives were interesting.