Archive for May 14th, 2018

May 14, 2018

The Tree in my Courtyard

by Khanum

Have you ever looked at something not in its best shape, thought to yourself sadly how it will never be whole again and then when you looked at it again after sometime, you were amazed by it’s revival and beauty?

It happened to me few days back. While noticing a lifeless small tree in our courtyard, early in the morning. I paused by it and said to myself, we shouldn’t have cut it down. It was lifeless. No leaf survived. Just a stick, a bamboo, a pole of wood was standing before my eyes, with no sign of the once heavy bushes and greens on it.

A week passed by, and just like that as I roamed in the courtyard, looking at the plants and thinking about my own dilemmas in life. My eyes went towards that corner. There! It was green again. I swear, just like that, there were leaves that were not there before. How Allah how? I was so much surprised that I had to take a closer look. Just one week had passed by hardly, and really? So much had changed? Life was brought back to it. Whereas I had looked at it as something dead now, taken it merely as a piece of wood, it was looking back at me as something new and alive.

And Allah sends down rain from the skies, and gives therewith life to the earth after its death: verily in this is a Sign for those who listen. – 16:65

SubhanAllah, my heart recited. It was Allah’s way of telling me, He is In-Charge of creating and destroying. He is in control of giving life after death and creating something back again from the ashes. It was Allah, telling me, my problems, too shall pass, and the weakness that I felt inside, was soon to be turned into strength. All we have to do in such times, is have faith in the Creator for Whom, nothing is impossible and keep walking towards Him.

I remember inspecting every plant that morning and the next morning and even till-date, every rose that dies, I swear to you, it blooms again. In our courtyard, it is a like a cycle of life and death, and then life again. I look at a flower worn out one day, and in the next few days, it smiles at me once more with a new bud, new colors, new form and more beauty.

What is it if not a Sign of Allah’s Majesty and Glory?

It is He Who brings out the living from the dead, and brings out the dead from the living, and Who gives life to the earth after it is dead: and thus shall ye be brought out (from the dead). – 30:19

If you are feeling your emaan has faded or died, and needs revival. Have faith, for it will bloom again. Just like the tree in my courtyard. Exactly like that tree in my courtyard, with Allah’s fine work on you and His Fine infinite Mercy. For it is His supreme ability to create the finest of things.

May 14, 2018

Ahad Ahad …

by Khanum

Bismillah. It is 2:13 AM here, and what in the name of Allah am I doing here?

Well, I’m sitting on my bed, smiling to my adult self like a child, who is extremely and thoroughly pleased with herself for coming home. 🙂 Before me is my first baby blog, where I have moved back. Did I not tell you I am closing down khanumsays.com the domain? What a relief it has been to come to this decision. Yes, yes,! I cannot explain the happiness and lightness I am feeling in my being for embracing my simple wordpress blog and leaving the giant domain that I had purchased for God knows what reasons. It will be gone by May next year as the package expires. And you know what? After going through such lovely old posts on my original blog, there’s something I would love to share, once again, to commemorate the essence of Khanumsays.

Ahad Ahad… Now posted for the second time. The only post, to be shared twice on Khanumsays.


Why shed these tears of sorrow?

Why shed these tears of grief? Ya nafsy how soon you forget, After trials come sweet relief

Why turn you from Ar-Rahman? Why yearn for a listening friend? Ya nafsy, do you not remember, On ALLAH (SWT), you must depend?

Have you not read those stories, Of the trials in days gone by, Of the Sahaba beloved by ALLAH (SWT), Who for ALLAH (SWT)’s cause did strive?

Why loosen your hold upon Him? Why fling away, His outstretched Hand? Ya nafsy, do you not remember, Bilal’s Sabr on the blazing sand? “

“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried, While his flesh did drip and burn. “Ahad! Ahad!” He cried, To ALLAH (SWT) alone he turned.

Have you forgotten the firmness of Hamza, As the gleaming swords did fall? With Sabr he turned to ALLAH (SWT), As the Quraish did slice and maul.

Why drown in salty tear drops? How can you dare compare your pain? To that of Yasir and Summayah, As they lay tortured on the scorching plain?

Have you forgotten the charring of Khabbab, As on burning coals he lay? Ya nafsy how meager your suffering, Wherefore do you lose your way?

Why befriend you not Al-Wali? Why not in Salaah to Him complain? Like Job who only to Allah, Turned in all his grief and pain?

Forget you that trials in this life, Cleanse your heart and make it clean? Ya nafsy, why all this sadness? Do you not wish your heart to gleam?

Be patient in all your hardships, ALLAH (SWT) hears your cries of woe. So trust Him and His Hikmah, For He knows best and not you.

So tighten your hold upon Him, Lest He withdraw His outstretched Hand! And remember the example of Bilal, As he lay anchored on the blazing sand.

“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried, While his flesh did drip and burn. “Ahad! Ahad!” he cried, To ALLAH (SWT) alone he turned.

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