12.31.07
Posted in Muslims at 3:42 pm by salafiya
Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuhu
 As you all must have heard by now, Shaykh Anwar al Awlaki was released on December 12, 2007. jazakumAllaahu khairan to the brothers and sisters who posted about the news on the forums and to CagePrisoners for confirming it. And a sister on IslamicAwakening posted this as well (jazakeeAllaahu khairan):
 Moazzam Begg interviews Shaykh Anwar. Audio:
http://www.cageprisoners.com/media.php?id=674
Transcript:
http://www.cageprisoners.com/articles.php?id=22926
Allaahu Akbar….the shaykh’s interview was so beautiful. I mean, I was worried that perhaps he would not be in the same mental state as he was before the imprisonment, but mashaAllaah he’s talking “normally”. He’s already talking about lectures! May Allaah grant him good in this dunya & in the akhira & allow us to always benefit from him. Ameen.
 Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah
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12.28.07
Posted in World and Politics at 2:58 pm by salafiya
Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah
As you all must have heard by now, Benazir Bhutto was killed a little bit more than 1 day ago. My personal opinions aside, I want to ask you all to make du’aa for my family that is there. My mom called her sister to see if she was ok, but she told my mom to not talk about it much on the phone (I guess the phones are tapped there as well). During the phone call, someone knocked on their door and said not to drink water anymore because it’s been poisoned (probably by supporters of Bhutto). I don’t know if it’s true or not….but regardless, please du’aa for all of my relatives there & every other innocent Muslim. jazakumAllaahu khairan.
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12.26.07
Posted in Islaam at 6:41 pm by salafiya
The Intelligent Questioner
It is said that a beggar went to a rich man from Khurasan and asked for help. He heard him say to his servant, “O Gold, say to Gem, to say to Jewel, to say to Sapphire, to say to this beggar that we do not have anything.” The beggar raised his hands to the sky and said, “O my Lord, say to Jibril, to say to Israfil, to say to Mikail, to say to `Izrail to take the soul of this miser.”
And He Died!
Ash`ab was about to relate a story to a ruler, and he began: “There was a man…” But at that point he noticed a tray of food being brought to them. He paused as he was staring at the tasty food. The ruler said, “Yes…and then?” Ash`ab said, “And he died!”
He Made the Ruler Laugh
Asma`i relates from his father that a prisoner was brought before `Abdul-Malik and was accused of having rebelled against the ruler. `Abdul-Malik said, “Strike his neck.” The prisoner said, “O Leader of the Believers, this should not be the reward that I receive from you. By Allah, I did not join the ranks of such and such person except because I cared about you and was looking out for your best interests. I am an unlucky man, and I have never fought side by side with a man, except that we were defeated. Throughout the years, I have been better for you than 1000 people on your side who cared about you. I was with such and such person and we were defeated, and then I was with such and such person and we were defeated…” He went on mentioning the people that were defeated by `Abdul-Malik. `Abdul-Malik laughed upon hearing this and freed the man.
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12.12.07
Posted in Islaam at 2:38 am by salafiya
 Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah
 InshaAllaah your 10 days of Dhul Hijjah are going well. Those who are on their way to perform Hajj are very blessed. May Allaah accept it from them, Ameen. It’s been 2 years since I went myself (I went Dec 2005/Jan 2006) and I desperately miss it. I know I’ve said this before, but though I was only there for a few weeks, I feel like I am homesick for Makkah & Madinah. I miss ALL of the voices that recited the Qur’aan. The ones I remember (of those who recited) are Shuraim, Saleh At-Talib @ the Haram & the imaam who recites VERY slowly @ Masjid an-Nabawi. Oh and the Adhaan callers for each of them. *sigh* Shuraim’s voice would just overpower everything else and many times, one couldn’t help but cry. I swear, it’s such an amazing feeling to weep to Allaah at these places (and if you haven’t been for Hajj, then imagine crying to Allaah in solitude while making du’aa and multiply that by 100). Ahh! Here’s a picture of Masjid al-Haraam during salaah time:
 http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a24/Aysha88/Hajj/?action=view¤t=sideview.jpg
 The date was off on the camera by a couple of days…I think it was really January 2nd or 3rd. And I apologize for the screen, I didn’t realize I could remove it at the time. Anyhow, that was the sideview from our room. Many times, even if we left 5-10 minutes early, we’d still have to pray on the street because the Masjid would be so packed. Sometimes, it was hard to get off of our hotel steps because people would even be INSIDE the hotel….now that’s what you call packed. You know, out of ALL of the people there, can you imagine even ONE person’s du’aa being accepted when they say Ameen after Surah Fatihah? That one person’s du’aa would benefit EVERYONE else. subhanAllaah. inshaAllaah there was at least 1 person whose du’aa was accepted though (if not everyone’s).
Ok sorry, I’m really really tired and I have a test tomorrow so inshaAllaah I’ll post the beneficial bit up later.
Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah
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12.10.07
Posted in Asma at 12:30 am by salafiya
Assalam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullah
You know how people say that the pain goes away with time? It doesn’t, at least not for me. The only thing that happens is that my mind blocks the memories of Asma, so that I’m not crying all the time. But there are so many times that I can’t block those memories or when I don’t WANT to block those memories. Some of these times are when I watch my brothers interact with one another.
Sometimes I get jealous of my brothers. They have each other. I mean, I have them too, but it’s just different. They grew up together. They were the trio and Asma and I were the pair. They still have each other, but I don’t have Asma. They borrow each other’s clothing, but Asma and I can’t. They borrow each other’s shoes, but Asma and I can’t. I miss the countless hours we’d spend in our room, just playing.
And lately, whenever I buy something to eat at school, I think about how I would ALWAYS make sure Asma ate it as well. She’d do the same for me. And we’d both share with our mom. If either of us got chocolate or lollipops or anything else, we would ask for an extra “for my sister.” If they didn’t give us an extra, then we’d share that one food product. So a couple of days ago, as I was eating the peanut M&Ms I bought, those memories were nagging me. Then I realized I hadn’t shared with my mom for a long time so I went downstairs and gave it to her. I told (reminded) her of how we’d (Asma & my mom & I) always share….it was one of the rare times that I have ever spoken about Asma in front of my family. Then my mom told me to come closer and she hugged and kissed me. Right after that, I left because I knew if I stayed, we would both cry.
I rarely ever speak about Asma in front of them because I know if I do, I might break down. They often speak about her and the atmosphere suddenly gets very depressing, so I usually go do something or go to a different part of the house. I avoid eye contact because I know that every one of those faces talking about Asma will be painful to look at. You know what else? Ever since Asma passed away, neither my mom or dad have laughed the way they used to laugh. Sure, they’ll still laugh out loud, but I can hear that there’s something missing in their laughter. Even during Asma’s illness, their laughter changed. That was mainly due to stress and worry, but now it’s due to emptiness.
=(
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