Saturday, December 6, 2008

Islamic Ebooks

Good collection Islamic Ebooks on different topics can be found here, including:










Sunday, November 30, 2008

Bahisti Zewar

A book that can be used as reference to consult on different matters pertaining our daily life.

http://www.jamiaashrafia.org/beta/fiqha.html

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Ways of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (Sallallahu Alaihi Wa Sallam)

A very good book, which include almost every Sunnah of daily life.

In Urdu:
http://www.darsequran.com/books/uswaurd/index.php

In English
http://www.darsequran.com/books/uswaeng/index.php

Friday, August 22, 2008

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

A talk with the Self

A talk with the Self

Oh my self what will calm you?
Can’t you remain patient for a day or two?
I try to contain you but your strength overpowers
But when we die life will seem like hours
So can’t you be patient for part of a day?
And remain steadfast upon the straight way?
The direction you’re taking leads to my worst fears
Of the day we stand for fifty thousand years
No one will joke nor talk nor smile
And the sun from our heads will be at a mile
Nowhere to hide and nowhere to flee
Standing for what seems an eternity
Then the judgment begins and the books will land
Either on your right or your left hand

Oh my self …
Do not become like those who left the right track
And put their left hands behind their back
Oh self how do you plan to cross the sirat suspended in the air?
Craftier than a fox, sharper than a sword and thinner than a hair?
How do you plan to cross? Or will you cross at all?
The blink of an eye? Run? Or would you rather crawl?
The bad deeds you command will drop you from it
And only good deeds put you back upon it
Oh self it’s a five hundred year-drop suspension
Over a terrible place I’d rather not mention

Oh self…
Do not be fooled by this world and its illusions
And keep in mind judgment, the grave and other conclusions
Oh self wake up! Don’t follow your desire
And ask for forgiveness to avoid the fire
Oh self keep the commands and avoid prohibitions
And pay close attention to these admonitions
Be amongst those who were the best of planners
Who prepared for the future with good deeds and good manners

Oh self...
it is simply about your control
Being patient now so as to reach your goal
I don’t mean to put a burden, or put much stress
Just to warn of a day when the limbs confess
Sins add up as you live through the years
Then sadness won’t save you and nor will the tears
Every time you sin the Shaytan is winning
So remember the One against Whom you’re sinning

Oh my self…
Life is short and ends when you least expect it
And then what will you say when you’re resurrected?
The angel of death overlooked you and took the souls of your brothers
And one day he’ll come to you and overlook others
For great rewards plant the righteous seeds
Oh Allah, I seek refuge from the evil of my self and from the evil of my deeds.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

A Role Model For Forever..

Remember! A Role Model For Forever…

When going through hardships,
Remember the Prophet Muhammad (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam) in Ta'if!

When being starved,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam) tying two stones to his stomach in the battle of Khandaq!

When becoming angry,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s control of anger on the martyrdom of his beloved Uncle Hamza!

When losing a tooth,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s tooth in the battle of Uhud!

When bleeding from any part of the body,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s body covered in blood on his return from Ta'if!

When feeling lonely,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s seclusion in Mount Hira!

When feeling tired in Salaat,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s blessed feet in Tahajjud!

When being prickled with thorns,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s pain from Abu Lahab's wife!

When being troubled by neighbors,
Remember the old woman who would empty rubbish on the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)!

When losing a child,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s son, Ibrahim!

When beginning a long journey,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s long journey to Madinah!

When going against a Sunnah,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s intercession, (Ummati, Ummati, Ummati) (My Ummah)!

When sacrificing an animal,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s sacrifice of 63 animals for his Ummah!

Before shaving your beard,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s face rejecting the two beardless!

When falling into an argument with your wife,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s encounter with Aisha and Hafsa (Radhiyallahu anhumaa)!

When experiencing less food in the house,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s days of poverty!

When experiencing poverty,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s advice to Ashaab-e-Suffa (People of Suffa)!

When losing a family member,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s departure from this world!

When becoming an orphan,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s age at six!

When sponsoring an orphan,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s sponsor for Zaid ibn Haritha (Radhiyallahu anhu)!

When fearing an enemy,
Remember the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)'s saying to Abu Bakr in Mount Thour!

Whatever situation you may find yourself in,
Remember your role model, the best of creation: Prophet Muhammad (sallallahu alaihi wa alaihi wassallam)!

Are we pleasing him or displeasing him?

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Dream - An analogy to this life!

Once a man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him. The man ran to a tree, climbed on to it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him. The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch. One rat was black and the other one was white. The branch would fall on the ground very soon. The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. The snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it. The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey were falling from it. The man wanted to taste the honey. He drank one drop. The honey was very sweet in taste. So, he wanted to taste another drop, then another and then another. As a result, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey. Meanwhile, he forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him. After a while, he woke up from his sleep.

To get the meaning behind this dream, the man went to a pious scholar. The scholar said 'The lion you saw is your death. It always chases you and goes where ever you go. The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and the day. Black one is the night and the white one is the day. They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to death. The big black snake with a dark mouth is your grave. It's there, just waiting for you to fall into it. The honeycomb is this world and the sweet honey is the luxuries of this world. We like to taste a drop of the luxuries of this world and it's very sweet. Then we taste another drop and then another. Meanwhile, we get lost into this world and forget about our time, our death and our graves.'

May Allah wake us up from the sleep and save us before it's too late.
Ameen.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Aik Rooz momino..

Worth listening..do listen it when you really have time for it!

http://www.nazmay.com/ListenSavePoem.php?poemId=68&flag=2

Friday, March 28, 2008

Maa...

MAA

Jab Tu Paida Huwa Kitna Majboor Tha
Yeh Jahan Teri Sonch Se Bhi Dour Tha...
Haath Paaon Bhi Tab Tere Apney Na Thay
Teri Ankhon Main Duniya Ke Sapney Na Thay...
Tujh Ko Aata Sirf Rona Hi Tha
Doodh Pi Ke Kaam Tera Sona Hi Tha...
Tujh Ko Chalna Sikhaya Tha Maa Ne Teri
Tujh Ko Dil Main Basaya Tha Maa Ne Teri...
Maa Ke Saaye Main Parwaan Chadne Laga
Waqt Ke Sath Qad Tera Badne Laga...
Dhirey Dhirey Tu Kadiyal Jawan Ho Gaya
Tujh Pe Saara Jahan Meharban Ho Gaya...
Zor-e- Bazoo Pe Tu Baat Karne Laga
Khud Hi Sajney Laga Khud Sanwarney Laga...
Ek Din Ek Ladki Tujhe Bhaa Gayei
Ban Ke Dulhan Woh Tere Ghar Agayei...
Ab Faraayez Se Tu Door Honay Laga
Beej Nafrat Ka Khud Hi Tu Boney Laga...
Phir Tu Maa Baap Ko Bhi Bhulaaney Laga
Teer Baton Ke Phir Tu Chalaney Laga...
Baat Be Baat Unn Se Tu Ladney Laga
Qayda ek Naya Tu Phir PaDnay Laga...
Yaad Kar Tujh Se Maa Ne Kaha ek Din
Abb Humara Guzara Nahin Tere Bin...
Sunn Ke Yeh Baat Tu Tayesh Main Agaya
Tera Gussa Teri Aqal Ko Kha Gaya...
Josh Main Aake Tu Ne Yeh Maa Se Kaha
Main Tha Khamosh Sab Dekhta Hi Raha...
Aaj Kehta Hoon Peecha Mera Chor Do
Jo Hai Rishta Mera Tum Se Woh Tod Do...
Jao Ja Ke Kahin Kaam Dhanda Karo
Log Marte Hain Tum Bhi Kahin Ja Maro...
Bait Kar Aahen Bharti Thi Maa Raat Bhar
Inki Aahon Ka Tujh Par Howa Na Asar...
Ek Din Baap tera Chala Rooth Kar
Kaise Bikhri Thi Phir Teri Maa Toot Kar...
Phir Woh Bhi Bas kal Ko Bhulati Rahi
Zindagi Isko Har Roz Satati Rahi...
Ek Din Maut Ko Bhi Taras Agaya
Iska Rona Bhi Taqdeer Ko Bha Gaya ...
Ashk Ankhon Main Thay Woh Rawana Huwi
Maut Ki Ek Hichki Bahana Huwi...
Ek Sukoon Us ke Chehre Pe Chaaney Laga
Phir Tu Mayyat Ko Uski Sajaney Laga...
Muddatain Ho Gayi Aaj Booddha Hai Tu
Tooti Khatiya Pe PaDa Bora Hai Tu...
Tere Bacche Bhi Abb Tujh Se Dartey Nahi
Nafraten Hain, Muhabbat Woh Kartey Nahi...
Dard Mein Tu Pukare Ke "O MERI MAA"
TERE DAM SE HI ROSHAN THE DONO JAHAN...
Waqt Chalta Rahta Hai Waqt Rukta Nahi
Toot Jata Hai Woh Jo Ke Jhukta Nahi...
Bann Ke Ibrat Ka Tu Abb Nishaan Reh Gaya
Dhoondh ab Zor Tera Kahan Reh Gaya...
Tu AHKAAM-E-RABBI Bhulata Raha
APNE MAAN-BAAP KO TU SATATA RAHA...
Kaat Le Tu Wohi, Tu Ne Boya Tha Jo
Tujh Ko Kaise Miley Tu Ne Khoya Tha Jo...
Yaad Kar Ke Gaya Daur, Tu Rone Laga
Kal Jo Tu Ne Kiya Aaj Phir Hone Laga...
Maut Maange Tujhe Maut Aati Nahin
Maa Ki Surat Nigahon Se Jati Nahi...
Tu Jo Khanse Tu Aulad Daantey Tujhe
Tu Hai Nasoor Sukh Kaun Baantey Tujhe...
Maut Ayegi Tujh Ko Magar Waqt Par
Bann Hi Jaye Gi Qabar Teri Waqt Par...
QADAR MAA BAAP KI GAR KOI JAAN LE
APNI JANNAT KO DUNIYA MAIN PEHCHAN LE...
Aur Leyta Rahe Woh BaDaun Ki Dua
Usi Ke Dono Jahan, Uska Haami KHUDA...
Yaad Rakhna her aulaad Is Baat Ko
Bhool Jana Na REHMAT KI BARSAT Ko..........
LOVE YOUR PARENTS
RESPECT YOUR PARENTS
IN THEIR / YOUR LIFE

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Why She Won't Wear Hijab!?


A convesation for Muslim sisters:

"I'm so tired."

"Tired of what?"

"Of all these people judging me."

"Who judged you?"

"Like that woman, every time I sit with her, she tells me to wear hijab."

"Oh, hijab and music! The mother of all topics!"

"Yeah! I listen to music without hijab…haha!"

"Maybe she was just giving you advice."

"I don't need her advice. I know my religion. Can`t she mind her own
business?"

"Maybe you misunderstood. She was just being nice."

"Keeping out of my business, that would be nice..."

"But it's her duty to encourage you do to good."

"Trust me. That was no encouragement. And what do you mean `good` ?"

"Well, wearing hijab, that would be a good thing to do."

"Says who?"

"It's in the Qur'an, isn't it?"

"Yes. She did quote me something."

"She said Surah Nur, and other places of the Qur'an."

"Yes, but it's not a big sin anyway. Helping people and praying is more
important."

"True. But big things start with small things."

"That's a good point, but what you wear is not important. What's important
is to have a good healthy heart."

"What you wear is not important?"

"That's what I said."

"Then why do you spend an hour every morning fixing up?"

"What do you mean?"

"You spend money on cosmetics, not to mention all the time you spend on
fixing your hair and low-carb dieting."

"So?"

"So, your appearance IS important."

"No. I said wearing hijab is not an important thing in religion."

"If it's not an important thing in religion, why is it mentioned in the Holy
Qur'an?"

"You know I can't follow all that's in Qur'an."

"You mean God tells you something to do, you disobey and then it's OK?"

"Yes. God is forgiving."

"God is forgiving to those who repent and do not repeat their mistakes."

"Says who?"

"Says the same book that tells you to cover."

"But I don't like hijab, it limits my freedom."

"But the lotions, lipsticks, mascara and other cosmetics set you free?!
What`s your definition of freedom anyway?"

"Freedom is in doing whatever you like to do."

"No. Freedom is in doing the right thing, not in doing whatever we wish to do."

"Look! I've seen so many people who don't wear hijab and are nice people, and so many who wear hijab and are bad people."

"So what? There are people who are nice to you but are alcoholic. Should we all be alcoholics? You made a stupid point."

"I don't want to be an extremist or a fanatic. I'm OK the way I am without hijab."

"Then you are a secular fanatic. An extremist in disobeying God."

"You don't get it, if I wear hijab, who would marry me?!"

"So all these people with hijab never get married?!"

"Okay! What if I get married and my husband doesn't like it? And wants me to remove it?"

"What if your husband wants you to go out with him on a bank robbery?!"

"That's irrelevant, bank robbery is a crime."

"Disobeying your Creator is not a crime?"

"But then who would hire me?"

"A company that respects people for who they are."

"Not after 9-11"

"Yes. After 9-11. Don't you know about Hanan who just got into med school?
And the other one, what was her name, the girl who always wore a white hijab…ummm…"

"Yasmeen?"

"Yes. Yasmeen. She just finished her MBA and is now interning for GE."

"Why do you reduce religion to a piece of cloth anyway?"

"Why do you reduce womanhood to high heals and lipstick colors?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"In fact, I did. Hijab is not just a piece of cloth. It is obeying God in a difficult environment. It is courage, faith in action, and true womanhood.
But your short sleeves, tight pants…"

"That's called `fashion`, you live in a cave or
something? First of all, hijab was founded by men who wanted to control
women."

"Really? I did not know men could control women by hijab."

"Yes. That's what it is."

"What about the women who fight their husbands to wear hijab? And women in France who are forced to remove their hijab by men? What do you say about that?"

"Well, that's different."

"What difference? The woman who asked you to wear hijab…she was a woman, right?"

"Right, but…"

"But fashions that are designed and promoted by male-dominated corporations, set you free? Men have no control on exposing women and using them as a commodity?! Give me a break!"

"Wait, let me finish, I was saying…"

"Saying what? You think that men control women by hijab?"

"Yes."

"Specifically how?"

"By telling women how and what to wear, dummy!"

"Doesn't TV, magazines and movies tell you what to wear, and how to be `attractive'?"

"Of course, it's fashion."

"Isn't that control? Pressuring you to wear what they want you to wear?"

[Silence]

"Not just controlling you, but also controlling the market."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you are told to look skinny and anorexic like that woman on the cover of the magazine, by men who design those magazines and sell those products."

"I don't get it. What does hijab have to do with products."

"It has everything to do with that. Don't you see? Hijab is a threat to consumerism, women who spend billions of dollars to look skinny and live by standards of fashion designed by men…and then here is Islam, saying trash all that nonsense and focus on your soul, not on your looks, and do not worry what men think of your looks."

"Like I don't have to buy hijab? Isn't hijab a product?"

"Yes, it is. It is a product that sets you free from male-dominated consumerism."

"Stop lecturing me! I WILL NOT WEAR HIJAB!
It is awkward, outdated, and totally not suitable for this society ... Moreover, I am only 20 and too young to wear hijab!"

"Fine. Say that to your Lord, when you face Him on Judgment Day."

"Fine."

"Fine."

[Silence]

"Shut up and I don't want to hear more about hijab niqab schmijab Punjab!"

[Silence]

She stared at the mirror, tired of arguing with herself all this time.

Successful enough, she managed to shut the voices in her head, with her own opinions triumphant in victory on the matter, and a final modern decision accepted by the society - but rejected by the Faith:

"Yes!" - to curls on the hair - "No!" - to hijab!

"And he (/she) is indeed a failure who corrupts it [the soul]!"
[Holy Quran 91:10]

Subhana'Allah!!!

"Nay! You prefer the life of this world; While the hereafter is better and more lasting."
[Holy Quran: 87:16-17]


"You are the best community (Ummah) raised up for (the benefit of) humanity; enjoining what is right and forbidding what is wrong and believing in Allah.
"
[Holy Quran: 3:110]

The Ultimate Guest

The Ultimate Guest
Who is there? The sleeping one cried.
I'm Malak ul Mawt (Angel of Death), let me inside.

At once, the man began to shiver,
As one sweating in deadly fever,

He shouted to his sleeping wife,
Don't let him take away my life.

Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.

My family on me depends,
Give me a chance, O please prepense

The angel knocked again and again,
Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,

Tis your soul Allah requires,
I come not with my own desire.

Bewildered, the man began to cry,
O Angel I'm so afraid to die,

I'll give you gold and be your slave,
Don't send me to the unlit grave.

Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,
Open the door; get up from your bed,

If you do not allow me in,
I will walk through it, like a Jinn.

The man held a gun in his right hand,
Ready to defy the Angel's stand.

I'll point my gun, towards your head,
You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead.

By now the Angel was in the room,
Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom.

Foolish man, Angels never die,
Put down your gun and do not sigh.

Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
To die according to Allah's plan?

Come smile at me, do not be grim,
Be Happy to return to Him.

O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take Allah's Name.

From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,
Not even caring for my health.

Allah's command I never obeyed,
Nor five times a day I ever prayed.

A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,
But no time had I to repent.

The Hajj (pilgrimage) was already FARD (obligatory) on me,
But I would not part with my money.

All charities I did ignore,
Taking usury more and more.

Sometimes I sipped my favourite wine,
With flirting women I sat to dine.

O Angel! I appeal to you,
Spare my life for a year or two.

The Laws of Quran I will obey,
I'll begin SALAT (praying) this very day.

My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
And keep away from self-conceit.

I will refrain from usury,
And give all my wealth to charity,

Wine and wenches I will detest,
Allah's oneness I will attest.

We Angels do what Allah demands,
We cannot go against His commands.

Death is ordained for everyone,
Father, mother, daughter or son.

I'm afraid this moment is your last,
Now be reminded, of your past,

I do understand your fears,
But it is now too late for tears.

You lived in this world, two score and more,
Never did you, your people adore.

Your parents, you did not obey,
Hungry beggars, you turned away.

Your two ill-gotten, female offspring,
In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.

You ignored the Mua'dhins Adhaan (the call to prayer),
Nor did you read the Holy Quran.

Breaking promises all your life,
Backbiting friends, and causing strife.

From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
And your poor workers, you underpaid.

Horses and cards were your leisure,
Moneymaking was your pleasure.

You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
With the very sick, you never sat.

A pint of blood you never gave,
Which could a little baby save?

O Human, you have done enough wrong,
You bought good properties for a song.

When the farmers appealed to you,
You did not have mercy, tis true.

Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.

There is no time for you to repent,
I'll take your soul for which I am sent.

The ending however, is very sad,
Eventually the man became mad

With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he fell down dead.

O Reader! Take moral from here,
You never know, your end may be near

Change your living and make amends
For heaven, on your deeds depends.

If this poem inspires you,
It can help someone too.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008