The Last Wish

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A wise and saintly rich man, sensing his approaching death, called his son to his side and gave him these instructions: “My son, I shall be leaving you very shortly. On the day when I die, and they have washed my body and come to wrap it in the shroud, I want you to put one of my socks on my foot. This is my final request of you.”

Soon after this, the old man did indeed die, leaving behind his goods and property, his children and his dependents. Family, friends, acquaintances and neighbours attended his funeral.

The body had been washed and was almost completely wrapped in the shroud, when the son remembered his father’s wish. Finding one of his old socks, he handed it to the washer of the dead, saying, “In accordance with my father’s last request, please put this sock on his foot.”

“That is quite impossible:’ Said the man. “Such a thing is utterly impermissible in Islam. I cannot act against the Shariah.” Despite this valid objection, the son insisted, “That was my father’s final request; it must certainly be carried out.”

The washer of the dead was unmoved. “If you won’t take my word for it,” he said, “go and ask the mufti. He will confirm what I tell you, that it is not permissible.” Holding up the funeral, they consulted the mufti, preachers and scholars, all of whom declared that this was not permissible in Islam.

Just then, an aged friend of the deceased interrupted the debate with these words to the son: “My boy, your late father entrusted me with a letter which I was to hand over to you after his departure. Here, this letter belongs to you.” So saying, he gave him an envelope. Taken by surprise, the boy opened the envelope and read out the contents of his father’s letter.

“My son, all this wealth and property I have left to you. Now you see: at the last moment, they won’t even let you give me an old sock to wear. When you yourself come one day to be in my condition they will also refuse to let you keep anything but your shroud.

Eight yards of shroud are all you will be able to carry over from this fleeting world into the Hereafter. So pull yourself together and be prepared. Spend the fortune I have left you, not for the satisfaction of vain desires, but in ways pleasing to Allah, that you may achieve honour in both worlds.”

Source: Internet

I dream a dream…

“Dreaming to live the dream,
that is to be a part of the Dream.
Is that too big a dream?
Well only time will tell! InshaAllah! :)”

I have never had any big dreams or goals when it came to my education. I have been a very non-fussy person and was ok with any university/college I got into, alhumdulillah. I remember when I was in 10th grade and my classmates would wish to be in the best college in the city, while I just studied and passed with good marks(alhumdulillah) least interested about which college I would be able to get into.

But that was a long time back.

The first time I saw the video of this particular university, I fell in love with it.

It’s definitely the first time I am wishing to be in some university. It’s my dream to be a part it someday. It all seems very unrealistic and illogical to wish for it, considering the distance of this place from where I live. But … there’s hope. Someday I will be there… sitting amongst the other muslimahs in class, listening to the first lecture of my dream course – THE DREAM intensive course, inshaAllah!

May Allah open our hearts and bless it with love and understanding of the Quran. May Allah grant us the ability and means to be a part of this course and benefit ourselves and others around us through it. May Allah help us in our effort to make our dreams a reality. Ameen.

-Potential Hijabi

P.S. @ Nasmira and x@hu .. Someday we will be a part of it.. inshaAllah!  🙂

“The believers are like one body”

The Messenger of Allah (saw) said, “The Faithful are to one another like [parts of] a building – each part strengthening the others” and “Every Muslim is a brother to a Muslim, neither wronging him nor allowing him to be wronged. And if anyone helps his brother in need, Allah will help him in his own need; and if anyone removes a calamity from [another] Muslim, Allah will remove from him some of the calamities of the Day of Resurrection; and if anyone shields [another] Muslim from disgrace, Allah will shield him from the disgrace on the Day of Resurrection.” [Al-Bukhari and Muslim, on the authority of `Abd Allah ibn `Umar]

In the hectic life of this era, where we are forever running from one place to another, from one job to another, from one goal to another, from one dream to another… we hardly get enough time to think of what is happening around us. Or sometimes it so happens that even though we know about what is happening around the world -be it the good, the bad the ugly, we care less to do something about it. We are SO engrossed in OUR family, OUR kids, OUR job, OUR happiness, OUR problems… OUR life that we forget that there is someone else out there who is in so much more pain than us. Why have we become so selfish and self indulgent that we have NO time whatsoever to think, leave alone care for anything else that’s happening around us; We read about it and forget …no time even to make dua neither for the sake of OUR Ummah – The Ummah of Muhammad (salAllahu ‘alayhi wa sallam) nor for the sake of Humanity. (nauthubillah)

The Messenger of Allah (saw) also said, “The believers, in their love, mutual kindness, and close ties, are like one body; when any part complains, the whole body responds to it with wakefulness and fever.” [Muslim], “The faithful are like one man: if his eyes suffers, his whole body suffers.” [Muslim]

Are we SO busy that we can’t even take time to reflect at how a part of our Ummah is suffering at hands of the oppressor? Are we SO engrossed in our lives that we can’t even give few minutes of our time to stop and make dua for the Syrians?

This article was a wake up call (to self first) to slow down, to reflect and to do atleast that little bit which I can and you can do for the sake of Allah, for the betterment of everyone around and in order that the I may not be called to account for not raising any awareness about it on the day of judgement. And this awakening happened because of my dear sister Nasmira’s article. My words may or may not have made sense of what I was talking about, but it was the least I could do other than making dua for our Ummah(for the Syrians to be specific); so I leave you with her article “Silence: A Form of Acceptance” with the hope that her words do wake u up too to do the least that we can.

Assalamualaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatahu.

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Silence:A Form of Acceptance – By Nasmira Firdous

No words, no amount of tears can do justice to what’s happening in Syria. This silence of mine is a silent form of acceptance and approval to what’s happening. The least I can do is speak out, but against whom and do what, many would ask. Most of us are probably living continents apart and feel helpless. While the world remains a mute spectator, the silence of the believer is an even bitter pill to swallow.

What makes anyone think that I would not be held accountable for what’s happening? Yet what can I do? I tell you of a