Wednesday 23 May 2012

NEVER BE DECEIVED BY TEARS



Sha'bi narrates, I was once in the company of Qadhi Shuraih when a woman arrived quarelling with somebody. Soon tears began to flow from her eyes.

I said to the judge, "Do you not see her crying? The decision should be given in her favour as she is the opressed."

The wise judge replied, "O Sha'bi, the brothers of Yusuf (A.S) also came home crying, while they were opressors and liars. A man should only deliver a judgement based on truth."

May ALLAH give us the ability to always be just in our doings. Aameen

MAYNONNAISE AND COFFEE


When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the coffee...

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things, your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else the small stuff.

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

THE OLD MOTHER



An 80 year old woman was sitting on the sofa in her house along with her 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window. The Mother asked her Son, "What is this?" The Son replied "It is a crow". After a few minutes, the Mother asked her Son the 2nd time, "What is this?" The Son said "Mother, I have just now told you "It's a crow".

After a little while, the old Mother again asked her Son the 3rd time, What is this?" At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son's tone when he said to his Mother with a rebuff. "It's a crow, a crow". A little after, the Mother again asked her Son the 4th time, "What is this?" This time the Son shouted at his Mother, "Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT IS A CROW'. Are you not able to understand this?"

A little later the Mother went to her room and came back with an old tattered diary, which she had maintained since her Son was born. On opening a page, she asked her Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-

"Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated, I rather felt affection for my innocent child".

While the little child asked her 23 times "What is this", the Mother had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Mother asked her Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed. 

We will never be able to repay our mothers for what they have done. Let us atleast serve them. For our heaven does lay beneath their feet. May ALLAH give us the ability to fulfill our duties towards them. Aameen

A MOTHERS LOVE


After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.


With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.

He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to s


earch the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement, “A child! There is a child! “


The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.

The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text written on the screen. It said,”

If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.”

Such is the mother’s love for her child!

May ALLAH grant our Mothers Jannah. Aameen

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER


A mother asks her child, "Who is more beautiful, me or the moon?"

The child replies: "I dont know but when I see you I forget the moon & when I see the moon I remember you." ♥

SubhanAllah! May ALLAH shower his Blessing on our kids and make them grow up to be pious. Aameen

LOVE


A young girl asked her elder brother, "What is Love?" 

Her brother replied, "Love is when you steal my chocolate everyday from my bag and I still keep it in that place for you." ♥

May ALLAH grant us love within our families. May ALLAH make us overlook the faults and concetrate on the good in others. Aameen

MAGIC HORSE


An Imam was selling his horse in the market. An interested buyer came to him and requested if he could get a test drive. The Imam told the man that this horse is unique. In order to make it walk, you have to say Subhanallah. To make it run, you have to say Alhamdulillah and to make it stop, you have to say Allahu Akbar.

The man sat on the horse and said Subhanallah. The horse started to walk. Then he said Alhamdulillah and it started to run. He kept saying Alhamdulillah and the horse started running faster and faster. All of a sudden the man noticed that the horse is running towards the edge of the hill that he was riding on.

Being overly fearful, he forgot how to stop the horse. He kept saying all these words out of confusion. When the horse was just near the edge, he remembered Allahu Akbar and said it out loud. The horse stopped just one step away from the edge. The man took a deep breath, looked up towards the sky and said Alhamdulillah

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