A SHORT STORY

: A young man in a village refused to believe that ALLAH has total control of everything. He claimed that Allah cannot make him eat food if he didn't want to eat. To prove his point, he decided to stay hungry for a day and see if ALLAH can make him eat.

His mother tried her best to stop this foolishness but he paid no attention. Annoyed of his mother in the evening, he decided to climb a tree and isolate himself there. Being compassionate, his mother decided to leave the food under the tree incase her son finally gives up and wants to eat. When the night fell, a group of robbers were passing by that tree. They noticed a plate of delicious food placed under the tree.
They looked at each other in amazement and thought that someone must be playing a trick on them. May be someone is trying to poison them with good food. They looked around to see if there was anyone nearby and noticed the young man on top of the tree.

The robbers got him down and told him to eat the food to see if it is poisoned. But the young man refused to eat as he is still carrying on his challenge against ALLAH. The robbers became suspicious and started beating the young man to eat. He gave up and started eating.

Seeing that the food was not poisoned, the robbers left him and went away. Finally, the young man admitted that yes, ALLAH has total control of everything.




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‎~ Sometimes when we have forgotten the Almighty,
Then through ALLAH love for us,
ALLAH  creates a situation where we turn to  ALLAH  in prayer ~

Everything that happens, Even if it may seem bad to you...
It may be for your benefit. Believe that •►Verily,  ALLAH  knows what's best!


My Sister's......

Find a Husband who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of everyone, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you as a wife ...The one who turns everyone and says, 'that's my only love...'

and who always always love you for the sake of ALLAH

‎~~~ YA Raabb...please.... put the light of Quran in our Hearts, Aameen ~~

"Many marriages would be better
if the husband and the wife
clearly understood that they are
on the same side."

EGO is the only requirement to destroy any relationship,

So be a bigger person, skip "E" and let it "GO" :)


The Prophet Muhammad [Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallam) said: “Amongst the most perfect of believers in faith is he who is best Character and amongst the best of them is he who kindest towards his wife.”


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If you always see the negative side of things,
eventually that's all there is.

Always look for the Positive no matter how small. :)


Dear Past, Thank you for all lessons, 
And
Dear Future, M Ready Now. :)




We always stare into the mirror to make sure we look good in the sight of others.
Stare into Urself and wonder if you look good in the sight of ALLAH !!!



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Never let a day pass without teaching your kids a single thing in regards to deen - Islam - ♥

It’s easier to build up a child than
to repair an adult. Your words
and actions have power in your
child's life, use them wisely.

When I Was A Student,
I MISSED Classes For Few
Days And Went Back, Teacher Told Me That:

"MY ATTENDANCE IS SHORT AND I'M NOT ELIGIBLE
... ... FOR EXAMS.
"
During My Job, When I Went On LEAVE Without
Informing Boss, He WARNED Me: "IF I DO IT AGAIN, I'LL BE FIRED.
"
BUT My"ALLAH" Is So GENEROUS, So FORGIVING,
Even with My Many ABSENTS,

Whenever I Start Offering
PRAYERS Again,

HE Never REFUSES To Accept My
PRAYER And
Instead HE Gives Me Hope Of
FORGIVENESS Every Time.

THE ULTIMATE STORY (A short story)

There was a farmer who grew superior quality, award-winning corn in his farm. Each year, he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honors & prizes.

One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew his corn. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.

"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with
yours each year?" The reporter asked. "Why brother"

'' The farmer replied, "Didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen grains from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field.

If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard & poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I have to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors to grow good corns."

The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbors' corn also improves. So it is in the other dimensions and areas of life!

Those who choose to be in harmony must help their neighbors and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others live well. The value of a life is measured by the lives it touches…Success does not happen in isolation; it is most often a participatory and collective process.

So share the good practices, ideas and new knowledge with your family, friends, team members and neighbors & all.



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Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out patients at the clinic.

One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old," I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw.

Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'til morning."

He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success, no one seemed to have a room. "I guess it's my face... I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments..."

For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning."

I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. "No thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag.

When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children, and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.

He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was preface with a thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going.

At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and the little man was out on the porch.

He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair." He paused a moment and then added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he was welcome to come again.

And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning.

As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4:00 a.m. and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us.

In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden.

Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these, and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious.

When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning.

"Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!"

Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice. But oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear.

I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God.

Recently I was visiting a friend, who has a greenhouse, as she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, "If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!"

My friend changed my mind. "I ran short of pots," she explained, and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden."

She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. "Here's an especially beautiful one," God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. "He won't mind starting in this small body."

All this happened long ago - and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.


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Fact of life :-By the time you realize what your parents said was right…
you will have a kid who begins to think you are wrong.


Ibn al-Qayyim: “How many people have caused misery to their own children, the apples of their eyes, in this world and in the Hereafter, by neglecting them, not disciplining them, encouraging them to follow their whims and desires, thinking that they were honoring them when they were in fact humiliating them, that they were being merciful to them when in fact they were wronging them. They have not benefited from having a child, and they have made the child lose his share in this world and in the Hereafter. If you think about the corruption of children you will see that in most cases it is because of the parents.” (Tuhfat al-Mawlood, p. 146)

Never look down on someone for their ignorance; there was a day when you yourself knew NOTHING! 
•••► "And Allah has brought you out from the wombs of your mothers not knowing a thing." [16:78]


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Never blame anyone in your life.
Good people give you happiness,
Bad people give you experience,
Worst people give you lessons &
Best people give you memories.
For everything, there is a reason!

“When you stick your nose into that which doesn’t concern you,
don’t blame anyone but yourself if the smell is bothering you.”

Two Type Of Love Will Never Feel Like Sad..!!
Love with ALLAH & Love For The Sake Of ALLAH


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