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Assalamu alaekum,
Allah’s mercy has no limits..
That’s why He is providing us what is required, eventhough we don’t give Him anything…
He is showing me every instant, and serving for me…
Sometimes He pains me, to show me His seriousness..
at times when i am in excess pleasure…
But in pain too i can feel Him, because, i can’t pain without Him..
And in pain, He put His cure to show me His attribute ’shafi’, the one who heals..
In this way He is doing to me a lot of things, making me happy, making me paining, making me loving, making me excited, making me smiling…and a lot, just for one purpose..
..to know Him, to realise Him, His powers…
to be in touch with him always, in every breath..
may allah help us all to live and die in His path..
love
shibly
assalamu alikum,
my light in my eyes,
it is my shaikh,
without whom i can’t remember my lord
there is no way to allah,
other than my shaikh, my usthad,
allah gave me this light as His ultimate blessing
to show to me His attributes
allah’s mercy is filled in my shaikh,
he is the light always with me
to care me whether i care him or not
oh allah,
give all of us determination to stay in your path and
die in your path unto you..
Assalamu alaikum,
What is the intention of manufacture of a matchbox?
It is to light a fire.
Not to clean the ear.
But some people, misuse the matchstick for cleaning their ears and spoils it, and fails to serve its purpose.
What is the intention of manufacture of Humans by Allah?
It is to ‘know Allah as their deity’, and not to cling to the creations of Allah.
But some people only serves this purpose. All others are misusing it.
love
shibly
Assalamu alaikum,
Alhamdulillah!
Every praise is to Him.
Allah is Rahman. He satiate the needs of the believed and the unbelieved. He is so merciful that He forgives us of all our sins, even the sins of ours are as high as a mountain.
Dear brothers, I see myself full of sins, But I see on the otherside Allah’s mercy pouring as if i’ve lived as Allah wished. It is His mercy that we can see in the love of a mother. It is His love that we see in the child towards the loving mother. It is His light that we see in Rasoolullah. It is He who is drawing us all towards Him. It is He who is providing what i need everyday. It is He who is wiping my tears off and making me happy. He never departs from me eventhough i depart from Him. He is always there to help me not to pain me. Pain is due to my fault only, due to my thanklessness. The reason of pain is myself. Allah has only mercy with Him. After all he has created me and gave me this beautiful life, without any request from my part. Whatever may happen, if He would not have created me, where would I be..? Dont know.
Alhamdulillah, today i am happy, that He has blessed me and loved me so much by providing me the light. The light of my shaikh, my Usthad is the window through which i can see Allah’s love, Allah’s beauty, Allah’s mighty, Allah’s care…and i see that no man in this world could become the true slave of Allah, without getting a shaikh. And no man can reach a shaikh unless Allah wished. It is just His wish that wins!
What is expected from us is just a wish. A wish to accept…accept the limitless mercy…
Oh Allah! Make the life of ours as the life you wished to see…
Assalamu alaikum,
If we look around, we can see everyone running behind power. Everywhere there is a power that drives everything. That power drives the powerless creations. Actually, only one power is there. Everything works by the same power. All good names return to Him.
That’s why the powerful, Allah says
‘You have no helper other than me’
It is true indeed. Who can help us to give us breath, every instant. Who can give us the strength to move? Who can satiate our needs, as smoothly as Allah does.
The truth of Allah is clear, but what is unclear is the heart of ours. Everything is right out there, but our heart is full of dirt, that it conceals the truth.
Hence we need, the remover of the dirt in the hearts, to see the truth. Allah has blessed the Humans by providing the light ‘Rasoolullah’. Allah has bestowed His mercy to His belowed Rasoolullah. It is through Rasoolullah that Allah cleans the heart of ours to give us ‘Hidayath’.
May Allah make all of us awail that light and see the truth…
Peace one and all,
Life is the gift given by God.
He gave life to us all, to enjoy it,
not to waste it.
And the enjoyment comes only by realisation.
The realisation of the ’self’ and what is there ‘around’.
And He has made all arrangements for this realisation.
We don’t want to worry about anything.
For each and every need of our’s there is
our lord.
Our duty is to see and enjoy how He is satisfying all my needs,
and to thank Him for what He is doing.
Very often people spoil their life complaining on very small issues.
They don’t realise their blessings.
If they realise once, who has created them, and in what way..
they would not have ended up their life complaining.
They will find themselves not deserving for what they have now.
And will fall on God’s feet for forgiveness and gratitude.
And they will start living the true life..
May Allah make all of us, live that true life…
peace one and all,
yesterday is a history,
tomorrow is a mystery, and what i have in front of me is the present,
i’ve to live it up and i’ve to love it, It’s His blessing..
Assalamu alaikum,
Today evening, one important thing came into my mind.
I thought of my examinations in college for a while, i thought of the three hours continuous writing, with no time for any other activity other than writing the exam. I entered the hall at a particular time and then left after three hours. What happened between the small interval is nothing but writing the exam.
I then came to realise that, this world is also an examination hall for all of us,
where, we have to be involved in the exam till death. The guide for how to write the exam is the blessed gift of Allah, my Shaikh.
If I used paper and pen in the examination hall for the very purpose, I have billions of creations of Allah around me for the ultimate test. I have to use the variety of things around me and at the same time, have to be involved in the exam, so that by the time my last breath escapes, i’ve to go victorious from this examination hall.
In the case of the exam in my college, the time of leaving the hall is known. But it is not like that in the other. I’ve to go when Allah calls, with ease. I can go with ease, only if I have fulfilled my purpose.
May Allah lead everyone of us to Him, as He wished..
Assalamu alaikum,
There was a time, when i was not here in this world. But now I am here. For what ?,
This is the question asked in the inner of every human being, but very few knows the right answer.
They are the blessed people.
Only these people know the real mission.
They are so blessed that they can convey the ‘treasure’ inside them to others also.
What is the ‘treasure’?
It is Allah & His Rasool.
I am here for knowing & getting this treasure.
They can make our life meaningful…
They only can.
Most people are thinking that they are in peace,
Not understanding the upcoming tragedy, and the mishap they are in.
They will realise everything by the time, their last breath escapes.
But that realisation has no use. Everybody will realise at that moment.
But a very few will realise the truth before their death.
Those are the winners of this world & the hereafter!
May Allah guide everyone of us through the real path to Him.
SALAAM..
When I woke up, from a nap today,
I felt fresh and happy, and I thanked Allah.
When I stepped out to the bathroom, to take ‘wuzu’,
I saw Him guiding me, to take that.
And when I walked out of the hall,
I saw a weekly, in corrodor.
I saw a bird sucking a flower, on its cover,
I saw Allah’s creativity.
And when I stepped out of corridor,
I can hear, the birds murmering.
And I can hear the music,
The music of the only musician.
And by this time, I can feel,
The lines of this poem forming inside.
I felt happy, and I moved on,
And then I saw Him helping me, to open the gate to get out.
And I saw His creation, a beautiful cat
Running the roadside, with haste.
And when I entered the mosque, I prayed to Him
To open to me, His doors of bounty.
And He did so, and i returned, And when I return,
He was guiding me to my home back.
And when I reached home, I switched my PC
In His name, to to express my feeling.
And now I am here, with Him and the light,
The light is my Shaikh, My Usthad
And when i write this poem,
I can feel, the lines are not ending at all
But I came to realise, that I’ve to stop
so that i’ve to move on with my life
But i again came to realise with Him,
that i can only stop, from the PC
But the lines are still running
Running in my inner, He is writing
My mom is calling, and telling to stop
And I’ve to stop, coz i can’t run away from the rules
But the poem is not ending,
It goes on and on and on…
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