Tag Archives: Angels

Broken

I have seen you on the prayer mat

Bowing down to our God

Yet learnt you lie so blatantly

In total disregard

Of what’s true, and what did happen

The truth between us all

You forget the angels writing

Of what did befall

Your hatred, and maliciousness

Severed the ties that held us close

They are shredded, and beyond repair

With wickedness you pose

Lies, and deceit spread their poison forever

With broken spirit I won’t trust

The likes of you never

(Sheen)

I wrote this poem a year, or two earlier, but have forgotten the date. I had posted it on my blog.

Broken

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A Soul Rejoices

I am answering yesterday’s prompt.

I was deadbeat yesterday. I reached my bed (the previous night) at 2.30 am (preparations for food). Got up at 5.10 to answer the Fajr Prayer, then headed towards the kitchen to resume what further needed to be done.

I made two sweet dishes, so that the ladies had a choice. In between I managed to make breakfast too. Then prepared a huge bowl of salad. The chicken pieces which I had coated with my special mixture (a day before), I put them in the oven to bake. Last item left was Chinese fried rice. It was to go with Gen Tsao chicken which I had done a day earlier. 

For the past many years when it was my turn to invite someone for food, I managed by inviting them to a restaurant. Yesterday was really an uphill task by doing the cooking myself. It would have looked odd inviting people to a restaurant for a reading of the Quran.

I am glad I held the rememberance for my (late) husband. I was afraid I may not be able to manage.

All that food doesn’t reach a soul. When people gather to read God’s Book, Angels come, and watch. They go, and tell the dead person’s soul, “your ……… did this, and sent God’s Blessings on you”.

And the soul rejoices. 

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Game of Groans

Think about an object, an activity, or a cultural phenomenon you really don’t like. Now write a post (tongue in cheek or not — your call!) about why it’s the best thing ever.

I Will Always Hope

In Retrospect
by Ben Huberman
Yesterday you invented a new astrological sign. Today, write your own horoscope — for the past month (in other words, as if you’d written it October 1st).

A horoscope for me:

Don’t give up hope. Things will definitely improve in the months to come. Live up to your sign. You are strong, courageous, and resilient.

Meanwhile I’ll always hope:

Hope for a better future.
Hope for good things to come.
Hope everything will be allright.
Hope God will always bestow His Blessings on me, and you. Ameen.

I don’t read, or believe in horoscopes. It’s just a twist of words. On reading a horoscope you will find a general statement about your day. Or it can be a prediction about some good coming your way, or vice versa, and that’s it.

To believe such baloney shows utter naivety.

How the fortune tellers predict your future, you can read it on this link, sent to me by my daughter.
http://askimam.org/public/question_detail/19703

Excerpts taken from Ask Imam:
The Jinns used to eavesdrop freely without being expelled from the upper terrestrial realms. They would listen to the discussions of the Angels to learn about future events. Then they would reveal the information to fortune tellers. The people who went to them would believe. They thought that the fortune tellers possessed knowledge, and that’s how people were deceived.

After our Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him), the Jinns were barred from entering all the upper terrestrial spheres, therefore they could no longer eavesdrop on the Angels. Whenever the Jinns do it, they are pursued by a flaming, shooting star.

God has made Angels from light, the Jinns from fire, and us Humans from clay.

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Saving Life

I had an unexpected guest one morning. She was my d in law’s mother. Looking at her I saw she was crying. Concerned I asked her, “What’s the matter?” In between sniffles she told me that her d in law L was having an abortion. Greatly perturbed, she had asked L not to do it. She had asked her son to stop L from doing it. Her son had replied that it was totally L’s decision, and she could do what she wanted to do.

On an impulse I picked up the phone and dialed L’s number. Thankfully she was still at home and had not left for the hospital. For the next one hour I kept on talking to her, although I was not getting a positive response. I told her that God doesn’t like for us to take a life. It is clearly written in the Quran. Her reason was that at this stage she could not take care of a third child. I told her, she should have thought of this before. For now she should have this child and later on she could take a number of precautions and can quit having further children.

Three years later I saw L. She was all smiles when she pushed her daughter towards me and said,”This is who you saved.”

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INNOCENCE

Children are so innocent. They are like Angels. Sorrowfully the world we live in, deprives our children of innocence way too soon. Personally I feel deep regret and sadness over it. Movies, TV, magazines and games all have contributed towards it.

Yesterday I was sitting reading a book when my youngest grandson rushed in. A comforter trailed behind him. He threw himself to the ground and covered himself with the comforter. I was intrigued as to what he did. I asked him, “What are you doing on the floor Sweetheart?”

I was amused when I found out. He was hiding from his elder brother. His reasoning was that “S” will think that the comforter was left on the carpet.😇

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