I WISH THAT I WERE DUST!

After being born in a Muslim’s house, I always considered myself as a Muslim too. Whenever I learned the Ayah “Allah is never unjust in the least degree…”(4:40) I always had the feeling that those people who do not born in the house of a Muslim have some sort of disadvantage, and I was convinced that it is some sort of injustice from the Lord. A friend of mine told me that the Prophet Muhammad (peace and blessing be upon him) said, "No babe is born but upon Fitra (as a Muslim). It is his parents who make him a Jew or a Christian or a Polytheist." (Sahih Muslim, Book 033, Number 6426).

Since it is an authentic hadith, so I must not go against that. Even if this hadith means that every child is a Muslim, one has to embrace Islam by heart to persist as a Muslim after he reaches the adulthood.

When I started learning Quran and a very few Ahadith I started thinking about myself, my lifestyle and daily routine, I came to know that I completely misapprehended that I am or I was ever a Muslim. I was so wrong for my entire life. The path I was on to is against the given path of Islam. It was dreadful and shocking but unfortunately true as well that I am not a Muslim, not even in the slightest.

Following are few (and very few) of the Ayah and Ahadith which made me realized all that:

Abdullah b. Umar said that Rasulullah (peace and blessing be upon him) saw said: "The Muslim is he from whose tongue and hand a Muslim is safe…..” (Bukhari, Muslim)

As far as the fighting physically with someone is concerned, it never happened and even if I did, I was beaten up all the time. But the scars I have given to everyone through scolding and tongue-lashing shall never heal.

From Anas Rasulullah (peace and blessing be upon him) said: "By Him in whose hand is my soul, a servant (of Allah) does not believe (truly) until he likes for his brother what he likes for himself." (Bukhari, Muslim)

It never happened, good ones are for me, dejected and rejected ones are for the others. This simply is a rule to me.

In an authentic hadith related in Bukhari and Muslim, the Prophet (peace and blessing be upon him) said: 

"None of you believes until he loves me more than he loves his children, his parents, and all people." In another hadith in Bukhari he said: "None of you believes until he loves me more than he loves himself."

Isn’t the true love for the Prophet means whatever he has allowed; I shall take that and shall leave what he forbade. But I believe, good is something which is good to me; and the bad is something which is bad to me (a very well and self established theory). 

Abu Zarr (ra) reported that the Holy Prophet (peace and blessing be upon him) said: No man accuses another man of being a sinner, or of being a kafir, but it reflects back on him if the other is not as he called him.'' (Bukhari)

I have done it many a times and issued fatwa even I wasn't sure. 

“Who cheats us is not one of us.” [Muslim, Al-Iman (Faith); 164]

But for a prosperous life and a better future, I had to be a cheater.

“There are two characteristics that a believer does not have: Meanness and bad morals.” [Tirmidhi, Al-Birr (Virtue); 41]

Unfortunately I have both.

It is narrated on the authority of 'Abdullah (ra) that the Apostle of Allah (may peace be upon him) observed: He who as in his heart the weight of a mustard seed of pride shall not enter Paradise. [ Rawah al-Muslim ]

If I have earned some good living standard through my hard work, why should I not feel proud? I surely have some skills which made me different from those who are living a miserable and poor life. So, with that; I shall not enter Paradise.

When ever I read the Ayah; Indeed, We have warned you of a near punishment on the Day when a man will observe what his hands have put forth and the disbeliever will say, "Oh, I wish that I were Dust!" (78:40) I always considered that I am that hapless person who would say it. But it’s better to say it now instead of saying on that Day. 

I am still not completely disappointed from the blessing of my Lord. I will become a Muslim one day with the help of the Almighty. This advice of The Wise, The Merciful, The Magnificent, The Beneficent and the Benevolent kept me motivated all the time that “…and do not die except as Muslims” (3:102)

EQ Dust

Female Rights?

female rights?? they think the female rights are... right of being nude...right of being rude.... right of being oppressed in new terminology... right to steal husbands... right to messup others life... and to messup the ticket line... right to be never wrong... right to be so lone... right to be sold with bikini... in the ads of mercidies ... right to be used in ectasy of freedom... fight to be raped due to provocation... right to be doing things of biological opposite sex... but right to reject what a women naturaly has... right to loose dignity but loved by everyone... right to call oppresse those who dont understand... right to lead the religious moss.... right to live by standards of others... they call one as oppression other as freedom ... in reality both are different form of slaverism... one looks pale and sick other looks bright and sweet... dont be fooled o women... dont get raped of your dignity due to criticism... u have brain simillar to man... use it and learn the game... males still want to dominate... they still want u to be contained... u rejected their ways.. they found a new slavery ways... o women wake up dont let ur self slip away in their hands... save ur selves from being futureless... u r the saviours of humanity o women... u r the protectors of future generations.... we need u o women.. to wake up from the frivioulous dreams of womenism.

Dr. Sohil Momin

A search for SERENITY

Admiring a lavishing outfit at the famous boutique and craving to buying it, her desires were shattered the moment she had a quick glance at price tag. Belonging to a mediocre but elite family her wishes were fulfilled eventually. Although, there were some events when she had to bury her desires innocently- assuming it to be in the best of her interest.

Walking ahead lost in the thoughts of the beautiful dress that just captivated her, she turned round the corner of the road side only to find a kid lying on the footpath and fast asleep.  His ratty appearance described him to be a nine-year-old boy belonging to the class of the many unfortunate people in the country who are devoid of the basic necessities of life; or did he even belong to one? The Bundle of balloons placed by his side were the evidence of his earnings.

Sitting in the car, listening to the stereo when your car halts on the signal. You’re intruded by a mass of people considered uncivilised, who rush over to clean the car screen- only to get hushed up. If not this then some other child begging the Car walay bhai sahab to atleast consider buying the “gajray” for the beautiful baaji sitting beside..or requesting the abba jee to purchase the toys for the son continuously pleading for it.

The faces change but the story behind never changes.

Ever thought about being in their place? Living their story.. What if you were the one running over to the people just for that 5 rupee ka note which you consider worthless at the moment.

Depicting the events, making them hero, clicking them for your story, and earning fame is YOUR success but what about their story? Does it ever end? You move ahead, but THEY find themselves standing at the same place where YOU left to conquer the world.

The suffering around the world are often spoken in terms of wars, inflation, corruption, hatred, competition and the struggle for the survival of the fittest; yet all the suffering arises in the human heart. Where we are oblivious to the surroundings and dream about the advent of “change”. The change waits for us to be called upon. Unless WE are willing to reform, nothing will move beyond our sufferings. To attain this state, you don’t have to be rich or mighty. You just need to be considerate. Learn to smile. Learn to pass ON that smile and you will start to see this world as a better place around you.~ 

Samia Bukhari

The Wake Up Call...

Charm about this life is that its full of ups and downs, each day and each moment has its own significance , life is a road which lead to a destination of your own choice, in this traveling we have to pass through some difficult surfaces which sometimes damages our vehicles and we consider ourselves lost in middle of nowhere,

In simple words some situation, scenarios, and events in our ever changing life become so harsh that we become hopeless,

Now as all religions specially Islam teaches us to have faith on the creator and whenever facing hardship in the life we have to see those whom are attempting a much harder examination, but do we really practice this??? I don’t knew about all, but talking about the majority including me, After a small call i received from my Creator few month ago i realized that we become hopeless, regardless and weak while appearing in the examination, God set for us , we use to complaint on everything going on in our life against our will, we used to curse ourselves and our surroundings for so many unwanted events in our lives , and never bother to see people around us who are facing something we could not even imagined off.

Now coming to the event which made me think this way, it is about 2 month ago. I had some forms to submit in the university, I was late so I took an auto rickshaw to the university, and while on my way I started chatting with the driver about the city condition n all. He was a old man about 65 or more, had a beard, seems a very nice and truthful person, on my way after having a little conversation the person suddenly with a sad tone of voice (his tone was like if he don’t wanted to share his pain but he was not able to control) he told me that today morning his beloved mother passed away, and he don’t even have any money to send her mother on her last journey and her body is at home and his owner whom auto rickshaw he was driving refused to lend any more loan to him. 

The old man wasn’t as much literate as I am, he was old and not even as strong as I am, and his financial condition was not certainly similar to mine. But that old poor weak person give me a lesson of a lifetime he said “ I loved my mother but it was Allah who created her and I have no complaint for my lord whatsoever, as a son I tried whatever I can do to treat my mother well and now I don’t have any money for her last journey so I am driving this rickshaw and I hope that Allah will help me to raise the amount which is required for all the arrangement till the end of the day ” later on I also confirmed the event as it was too much unbelievable for a complainer like me , what happened after that is not necessary to mentioned here. 

Well what more can I write now, I was speechless and ashamed in front of my lord that day , and i am ashamed today after remembering that after having so so much in my life I never thanked my God properly. Instead I stick on to be a complainer, but even still to guide me and to put me on the right track my lord, my owner, my ALLAH arranged this wake up call for me, and I am glade I didn’t missed it.

In this Eid I would like us all to remember those whom are put into a difficult test by our lord, and more importantly to remember how tough circumstances are, your never alone, Allah (s.w.t) is always with us.

Google Cultured

In this age of science and technology where one may think that everything is achievable , each day a new milestone is crossed , a new trend is set , new style is introduced , new tradition is formed , many eyes are opened and many are closed , many faces do have a new reason to smile and many have lost their reason for joy.

In a world so rapidly changing whenever a new tradition is born then history is criticized , new traditions new values new life styles bought severe changes in our lives, and we accept everything which is thrown to us with the tag of Comfort, entertainment , joy and bla bla.. thus we have adapted a nature of comfort.

We constantly try to replicate western culture , whereas west don’t even knew their own culture , everything which is new and entertaining for them become part of their lives and when they become bored they start looking for something new , now don’t take me wrong here i am not against science and also other approaches which are necessary , thing I am talking about is “reason to live” , people in west do change so rapidly cause they are confused about the reasons of this life , they have left there religions cause that leads them in middle of nowhere. family and relationships are also loosing there charm in there society as a men and women do have many many “X” husbands / wives or relationships when they reaches to 60, child do have numerous parents (and this is common) , they change so rapidly because they have many directions to follow but non lead to a destination which they are looking for so these society quench their thrust by involving in anything or any act which would give them a reason to live but the constant changes in their society do show that they are badly struggling , strictly from my point of view I see west culture so much struggling and confused that I named them “Google Cultured”.

Now coming to us (Muslim and eastern culture) the reason why we are not the 1st one’s to introduce new trends , styles , traditions , wacky things , values and concepts like west do is because we do have a reason to live , our religious culture is so strong and detailed that it gives us everything a soul requires , from cradle to grave , Our lord have guided us about each and very thing , we knew the direction and we also knew how to walk.

though a huge bunch in us is attracted to western society and adapted there live styles and become like them, but still that does not change the meaning of life , reason of life and requirement of life , its not necessary to shoot yourself even if everyone around you is doing so ??

Road called “reason to live” have many obstacles and also have some damages (who wants to play a action game without a villain???) but still it is the direct way to reach your destination , a destination for which we are bound to reach , it’s up to us that we want to travel today or be dragged badly in the afterlife.

M.Haris Farooqui

The Undermined Writers

From the Deepest Heart, a Voice shall Rise
The Silence shall be Broken
Remembered shall be the Forgotten
Secrets shall be Disclosed
Written shall the words Unspoken

The Undermined Writers

E.Q.

Proud On Not Being Civilized

Current norm in the world is that when you are so called civilized than you have the rights to kill, abuse and ruin lives of those who are not in your league. Nations which blows trumpet of being historically civilized are actually “Distorically civilized” (destructive to civilization or humanity)

Being civilized in this age means of being powerful, wealthy, attractive, beautiful, strong, and everything that puts a person in a commanding position

Many countries which reflects all the qualities mentioned above are leading or I should say dictating the world today cause of being civilized in this era, these highly civilized nations do form their own norms and condition not only for their own selves but also for everyone who is not in there league, and when a refusal is received these civilized people know how to implement or to enforce there civilization

Scrutinizing , defaming , demoralization, biasness ,wealth , nudity, social service to convert, are there silent weapons and when these weapons don’t work these civilized people do use real weapons as well,

If I continue it will take me ages to craft the image of this present day civilization but I end up this short article with disagreeing , denying , and refusing of being civilized no matter what ever would be the climax of my story and who ever will be the writer I am proud that my beginning is written by me.

M.Haris Farooqui