Thursday, August 15, 2013

“When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off;
you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy...
People fancy they are enjoying themselves,
but they are really tearing out their wings
for the sake of an illusion.” 

― Rumi
Ya Allah! I'm unbearable. I did not pay my dues for being a human. You trusted me too much. O Allah! It were better that You had had my neck, than that I lived this long and loved You less. I love You with my soul, yet my body is thick with impurity, my mind clouded, my heart broken and cluttered. I am a hypocrite. I am a liar. I loved and feared too much, but travelled not with my feet in Your path. 

O Allah, You loved me too much! 

What could have caused your grip to weaken
that allowed creation to be?

How could a lover fall to his death
from the arms of infinite

How active you are in the mind sustaining such a great wall
that the sun can cast a frightening shadow
the world believes.

No one has ever really known sadness. No real God
would ever allow pain.

How then can a heart feel it is broken and in need
if we are held in the arms of infinite
compassion and

That mirror you (God) stand before --
we need to gaze into it also.

That name you called Beloved
as I fell from your lips --
I suffer

because I did not quite
hear it;

so tell me again dear One
so clear:

I am

by: 'Hafiz'

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Those given to Your love have no claims on life.
Having eyes for You only, they have long forgotten
In the tavern where these single-minded ones drink
the whole wine cellar is emptied and no one
loses his manners

- (Abu Sa`id ibn Abi al-Khayr)
Go and be kind, for time is aware of kindness ..

The job of one who is trying to love Allah is to bring you to the watering hole and then let you get back safely to your homes ..
Poetry of Imam Shafi'i {RahmatuLahi Alayhi}

العِلم والذنوب قال الشافعي رحمه الله:
كتب حَكيمٌ الى حَكِيم: يا أخي قد أوتِيتَ عِلماً, فلا تُدَنّس عِلمَكَ بِظُلمة الذنوب, فتبقِى في الظلمة يومَ يَسْعَى أهلُ العِلم بنورِ عِلمِهم.

Knowledge and Sins

“A wise man wrote to another wise man: ‘O my brother, you have indeed been given knowledge, so do not pollute your knowledge with the darkness of sins – such that you remain in darkness on the Day that the people of knowledge speed forth with the light of their knowledge.’”
"It has been narrated that Caliph, Ali ibn abi Talib {Radi'Allahu Anhu} in the Iraqi city of Kufa saw a Jew walking with his chain maille {armor}.

He said to the man "That armor is mine, I did not give it away nor sell it!

The Jewish man said: It is my chain maille and in my hands!" They went to the Islamic judge, Qadi Shourayh ibn al-Harith, where Ali, then leader of the Muslims {Amir al-Mu'minin} told the story to Shourayh. The Jewish man kept saying that it was his own.

The judge then told Ali: "Do you have any proof for your claim, Amir al-Mu'minin?" to which Ali brought his son, Imam Al-Hassan {Radi'Allahu Anhu} to the stand for his testimony.

But the judge rejected this and said the testimony of a son for his father is not accepted in Islam. Ali protested at first against this, but the Jewish man won the court case because the accuser could not bring forth any proof according to the Shariah.

Source: " Imam Jalal Ad-Din as-Suyuti, Tarikh al-Khulafa."

Note: Imam Ali accepted the ruling and the Jewish man was so impressed at the fairness of the judgement, that he said " I bear witness that there is no god except Allah and I bear witness that Muhammad
Clean it up! 
What? Your act! 
Your online and your offline act! 

So you wonder why I am so vocal about cleanliness all of a sudden. Well I did my cleaning so I thought I could preach now. You can’t preach until practiced and I am done with my stuff. 

What are you up to?
Piling it up? 

Thinking some rainy day will give you a chance to clean it up? Ha!
Brilliant you are to think rain but chance? 
You won’t get any. We wont ever get a clean slate but you can get clean inside and outside, online and offline, on street off street, it is all up to you.
i wish i could get the vigor back to write on. but it so seems it is fading. owing to the time maybe... or maybe the pea brains that never fail to amuse me, but in some way it is going away. i m less willing to blog and more willing to watch and laugh..
Umm Aban, daughter of al-Wazi ibn Zari narrated that her grandfather Zari al-Abdi, who was a member of the deputation of Abd al-Qays, said, 

“When we came to Madina, we raced to be first to dismount and kiss the hand and foot of Allah’s Messenger……”

- (Narrated by Abu Dawud, Book of Adab)