November 2, 2013
I see myself standing on my grave
Long living past death
After God given second breath
Standing and weeping
Recalling and dreaming
Tears flowing streaming from eyes that can’t blink
My mind that can’t think
Blind like a poet that is drowning in the ink
My life is frozen
Like a painful emotion
A painting of emotion
A sea of love, life, death
Wave upon wave of mistakes from my test
But the gates are closed
My prayers just a breath
I am breathing or sleeping
Dreaming of leaving
There is no turning back
Like a broken clock
Spinning between shaded glass
Actions and intention are things of the past
My soul chained like a prisnor
Scars that run run deeper than veins
Are carved in my back
Sins and transgression that has wounded my soul
I tattooed my bones using blood for an ink
Lying or is it a cancer
Pride is a parasite that is living inside us
This world was a stage for failed sacrifices
I sit back and think about life before death
I lean back and wish to retake this test
Because I knew that my mistakes are marked with an “x”
I go back and fix them and make them right
Forever too long to live in regret
What you do in this world determine the next
But ofcourse it is too late
The book is now closed
Marksmen are swarming
And we standing in rows
Mounstain of fire starts flowing
The scales are set tight
The deeds are being placed
Judgement upon us lies
You must face
Weighed in measures
Fate has been handed
I am standing on my grave….
October 25, 2013
His name is Zubair. He is merely four years old. Born to an Algerian father who teach Tajweed in my Local Masjid. Masjid is his play house, his school, his socializing place and just everything.
First time I noticed him on Eid Day . He was handing out sweets to people after the Eid Prayer.He was probably the first for me and for loads of other to receive Eid Greetings from. He refused to hand over his job to his father and insisted on greeting the people and handing out sweets. “May God Bless you my son!” , “May you get a high reward for this ” Every one thanked him with a prayer and gratitude.
His fair complexion and his slightly chubby ,round ,smily- tiny little innocent face always attract people. He always try hard to finish his tajweed lesson quickly so that he can greet the oncoming people for magrib prayer into Masjid at the door step.
I have seen Zubair even in fajar prayer. I have asked his father that why you bring him so early to Masjid. His father replied that when he misses the fajar prayer then he cries in regret all day. So we therefor wake him up if he doesn’t wake up himself.
Little Zubair`s interaction with other children’s is very different. He does not shout out and call them. He politely go toward then and tap them on their should and talk to them politely. At the Eid Bar B Q, little zubair was fanning the fire and serving the people while other children’s were being fed by their parents.
Little Zubair presence in the Masjid is blessing for the whole community. He is source of aspiration and motivation. In his face I see an angel , in this manners I see the reflection of the seerah of Prophet Mohammad PBUH and in his eyes I see the light. May Allah bless us good childerns like Zubair and May Allah give us ability to bring up one like Zubair IA.
October 12, 2013
if it wasn’t for food what we will live for ?! I mean we work for it .. we get married to women to get it cooked and prepared for us .. we went to war for it .. we make it a business commodity .. we celebrate with it.. we win it to win life and we loose it to loose everything.. how can I put the important of our food resources…
There is more to it that we cant even imagine or science will fail to evaluate the scale of money , time and resources that mankind has put in to change the eating habits of human beings. The hottest celebrity on the TV is well known Chef , the hot selling book is best recipe book , and then there is this diet and that diet … Man has been trying to shusssshhhhh his food mad savage in himself in many different way but all in vain.
There is well known cardiologist in Pakistan who goes to food outlets and throw out poor people who eat unhealthy sticky and oily food. He has been heard saying that most of these people then cant afford to pay heavy medical bills for treatment of coronary diseases but they can prevent them by eating healthy food.
Quran says ” eat and drink as what is permissible ( Halal ) and clean ( healthy) ” and then Prophet Mohammad PBUH said ” for a muslim , only a few bites that straighten his back is enough ” .. now reflect on it that whether what you eating is food or poison , decide yourself.
September 19, 2013
Once again, Muslims of Britain are under the microscope. The recent controversy in UK on the Niqab ( face veil worn by muslim women) started when a woman in court was ordered to remove her veil while presenting herself as witness. The judge said this is necessary to evaluate her witness statement.
While Niqab is a sign of religion in the west and not the sign of culture, it has become more or less a culture in the east. Religious women in the west hide their face and body completely to represent their faith but in the east it has been part of mere culture. Most women in the east who may not practice their religion but wear it as part of their culture.
While there is a debate for banning the veil , no one seems to have clear idea why muslim women wear it. Some non-muslims and the so called “progressive Muslims” which I believe is non-practicing muslims are supporting the ban. Wearing a face veil is not brutal but their opposition towards it is brutal. If we just think outside a box it is not only a religeos issue but issue of civil liberties.
In a country where women have won the right to bare almost everything, we have a proposal to ban people from covering almost everything. People’s freedoms are being limited in the name of emancipating them. The newspaper that has page 3, is campaigning for the niqab ban on page 1. Male MPs want to tell women what they can’t wear; ‘progressive Muslims’ i.e. non-practising Muslims are the new Muslim theologians; and practising Muslims are the extremists.
September 8, 2013
I saw a fisherman who threw his line into water and waits for hours holding his rod to get a catch. All that time that he is waiting to catch a fish will be painful if he doesn’t hope that he will have a catch. Most of us in our lives are fishermen , who hope for the better while they go through painful waiting. Think of taking the hope away and nothing remains in our lives. To hope is to believe and have faith. There is no one better in faith than a fisherman and we all are fishermen.
August 3, 2013
I always thought that our generation is doomed. The next generation will see our museums and our broken mosques and temples and tell their childrens the tales of our civilization or it may be the end of Human race at all.
“The love of the world is the source of all transgressions”said Hazrt Ali ( Rtz) . Is this not true that we have been submerged too much in our temptations. Looking at one generation before us , they didn’t have that much abundance of everything , not that much luxuries but they lived more happy life than us. Our previous generation married to whoever they were arranged to marry , but they stayed satisfied with their spouses , they dressed modestly , they ate simple , they looked after their families and they stayed composed , satisfied and happy.
Here comes our generation , we can’t stay satisfied with arranged marriages , we always need more , there is no end to our needs. Our dress and life style became clumsy and immodest. There are people out there , that you wont have seen the faces of their mothers or grand mothers. Even men in their neighbourhood didn’t know how the woman next door looks. Here comes our generation. The girl went out picnic , here are the pictures on Facebook , the birthday pictures , the wedding pictures and then guys comes in to say this is “awesome” . Just one generation before the grand mother fully covered , you can hardly see her face because of “chadder ( scarf)” in her passport picture. But now you can have her whole life history available in pictures online.This is same with men. Showing all your biceps , how muscular your are , how manly you are …… This is so PATHETIC .. so PATHETIC .. honestly …. we are becoming more and more social on social media and becoming more and more lonely in real life. Honestly this is the truth. Since how long has this trend started ??? not even more than fifty years …. let see where it takes us…
This Ramadan , I saw a trend of lot of young people turning to mosques for spiritual purification. The amount of childerns , men , women and young people are turning toward faith I have seen in London this time is phenomenal. This time the wave of knowledge will come from the west and not the east. It seems that the faith is reborn at a different dimension.
I see faith as the only salvation
May 21, 2013
what if you hit a little four years old girl while driving car …. due to the force of collision she is tossed up in air ,she flips and lands few meters away from the car … you stops in frenetic way .. you nearly miss derailing from main road into the deep trench down hill…… your heart is beating enormously high from anxiety that how many bones she would have broken or whether she is alive or if she is alive then for how long….
what if you open the door of your car and you find blood all over the road , some of your doubts may become certain , your anxiety increase and you run toward her thinking that if she is still breathing lets rush her to the hospital …. but suddenly, an expert paramedic stops on the scene of accident , he checks the girl , let her stand , stands on her feet , he checks that she can lift her arms and legs and then he dresses all her wounds , inject her with antibiotics and anti pain drugs and little girl returns to her home on her own feet alive and kicking…..
what if all this happens to you … wont it shock you and make you think …won`t you think that she could have died , she could have been physically disabled , … what if the paramedic guy wasn`t there to help …….
My trip to Pakistan this summer was all about driving in rush between my native village and where my daughter lives with her granny. Her safety and look after has always been my main concern. It is sad and sickening that she has to pay for disputes between her parents and family.
This accident has emotionally shocked me but made me think that it is only Allah who is the protector of life.If Allah protects you then no matter how disastrous accident you have been through nothing will happen to you . I took this as a sign of Allah`s mighty powers and left my daughter in His protection . May Allah guide us.
January 1, 2013
On the new year day most of us will look to the future ….hopes of something better , meeting new people , making new friends , having new experiences , discovering the world from a different angle. But what about the bitter past . friends that have been lost , relations that have been forgotten , conflicts that have weaken the bonds of love . Aggression , greed and lust that have carried us away , and have evolved us into black elves.
I wish i can go back to the start . I wish science can work that way .
December 27, 2012
“Leaving the moon and the sun behind,
I reached the presence of God, and said,
“Not a single atom in Your world
Is an intimate of mine
The world has no heart, but I,
A handful of dust, am all heart.
It’s a nice garden(universe/World),
but not worthy of my song!”
A smile appeared on His lips?
He said not a word.” ( Solitude by Allama Iqbal)
Translator`s notes : ”Possession of a feeling heart distinguishes man from and sets him above the rest of creation. This secret was, however, hidden from man not with a view to keeping him ignorant of his distinction but in order to motivate him to discover it through his own effort. Discovery of the secret earns man praise from God: he has risen to his Creator’s expectations, and the Creator smiles in appreciation that his creation has found the truth”
Taken from Allama Iqbal Persian poem “solitude” in his book “Kulyat e Iqbal” , Iqbal shares his joy of longing for his creator and find the truth and elaborates one of the many tiered concept of heart in his poetical work.In Islamic texts in general and Sufi works in particular; the heart is a locus of knowledge and intelligence rather than sentiments or feelings. Equating the heart to ‘emotions’ and ‘feelings’ is a typically modern phenomenon. The Quran employs the term about 130 times and often attributes understanding and intelligence to the healthy heart. Hadīth literature also carries abundant references to it
(Courtesy of research Study on iqbal by M Suhyl Umer)
October 28, 2012
Eid Ul Adha this time fell on Friday the 26th October which was a working day in UK . This was one of those rare Eids on which i could not get a day off. I was told by friends and colleagues that i can call sick to get a day off or just make any excuse for getting a day off.I was quite tempted. But telling a lie would ruin all my motives of celebrating this Eid , being truthful and righteous.
It was 4.30 AM in the morning when i got up. In winter ,it does sound like mid night due to darkness outside my window.I was getting ready for the morning prayer of Eid. I had strange kind of mixed feeling.The nice and great feelings of Eid celebrations but the down feeling of going to work.
“We accept that Eid is religious observance day for Muslims.Due to limited resources we cannot approve the leave.We will allow you ample time in the morning to perform the Eid Prayer”.This was the short email i got last morning at work. The secular society don`t believe that religion is passport for living.I strongly disagree.I can`t live as a pagan or unbeliever which is very similar to the fact that a gay or lesbian cant live a straight life.
When i came to my room after wadu ( ablution). My other half already finished the morning prayer.”MashaAllah” i smiled . “rare to see someone praying so early” .
I was grateful to Allah that at least i was given ample time to perform the morning prayers.There was time when believers of one God were punished to death.
“Ahadun , Ahadun ( My God is only One , Only One ) ” Hazrat Bilal (Razilahu ) answered when a heavy stone was put on his chest by the unbelievers of Mecca to force him to denounce his belief.
When Prophet Mohammed (PBUH) invited the Arabs to accept Islam and every one threatened him to death.No one initially wanted to help him as they were scared for their life as well. Hazrat Ali Razilahu at the age of ten, only10 , stepped up to support him without any fear.
I was thinking about all that while i finished my morning prayer i had a quick breakfast and was on my way out for the Eid Prayer and then on way to work.There was a strange pleasantness in the cold chilling wind outside which usually bites.There was a 20 minutes walk to Masjid which i was happy to walk today.
My Mind was still puzzled while looking for examples of any sacrifice in my own life for the sake of Allah. Building career , getting a job , doing something for family was all that came in my mind .
By 11 AM i was in my office and the day resumed as normal.