“Yusuf (as) ran to the door when he knew it was locked. When it seemed worthless to do so, he sought whatever means he could and relied on Allah to save him” Shaykh Ahmad Dabbagh This is the story of Prophet Yusuf (as) when he was being seduced by Zulekha, the wife of his owner. It…
By a good friend I recently came across a nice and concise poem on the Qur’an. It’s really short (less than 10 abyaat) – took me about 15 minutes or so to memorise. I am sure it will take you 10 minutes! و بعد فاعلم أن علم القرءان ** أجمل ما به تحلى الانسان و خير…
I am dubious of the authenticity of this story, but I dont think the truth of it takes away from the meaning behind it. I think its telling that its gone viral, showing that most people can relate to the story from their own actions/experiences ——————————————- Imam Yahya Davis transformed himself into a homeless person and…
It was a bitter sweet moment… As I reached out to fetch my nephew’s toy boat from under the cupboad, I grabbed a book to help me reach it as it had gone too far under. After I retrieved the boat, I looked to see which book had come to my aid. To my amazement, I…
Calamity is one of the most trying things one can have to face. As Westerners, we are rarely exposed to the level of hardships and tribulations that those in poorer countries face. May Allah protect us and eliviate the hardship from those suffering I was recently with two dear friends of mine, each of whom…
We starve ourselves of food and drink for 20 hours a day, then stand and pray for 2 hours every night. We control our tongues from the vices and we turn our hearts away from sin. Any prayer made is answered, and every passing minute is rewarded – all if done for the sake of…
Ey ashighan ey asheghan, hengame kuchast az jehan O lovers, lovers! The time to depart this world has come! Dar gush-e janim mirasad tabl-e rahil az asuman My ear has heard the heavenly drum which tells that that time has come ♦ (Chorus) sali rabi ala alnabi, alhashimi al-mutalibi My Lord send praises upon the…
The flat in the background, 3rd floor on the right, is our flat in Syria. This was the house my father grew up in, learned his faith, served the community, qualified as a doctor, married my mum and visited whenever we returned to town. Every other summer we would return here to visit our family and…