Posts tagged ‘religion’

May 19, 2018

A Woman’s Dua for her Future Husband – Top Viewed Post of All Times

by Khanum

بسم الله

It comes as a pleasant surprise that the seeds we sow unknowingly, give fruits in time, and we get to see them grow into beautiful things. Alhamdulillah. I noticed a very positive occurrence on my blog recently.  A woman’s dua for her future husband has remained the top most viewed post since the date of its publication in 2012. I didn’t know I’m sowing a seed. The total views it has gained so far are 16,585 on wordpress alone. I haven’t even counted the views it received on my independent domain.

16,585. Though I’m not the original author of the poem, but the fact that it has touched so many hearts, humbles me.

I would like to take this moment to revitalize our memories and post it, once again, making it the second post on khanumsays, to be shared twice.

Please note: A dua in Islam does not include rhyme, therefore, the content is more like a poem (creative writing) but whoever has written it, poured out the emotions of someone asking Allah for a loving Muslim spouse, and made an effort to capture the heart aptly. How sweet is that.

A Woman’s Dua for her future Husband

O Allah! Please grant me the one

Who will be the garment for my soul

Who will satisfy half of my deen

And in doing so make me whole

Make him righteous and on your path

In all he’ll do and say

And sprinkle water on me at Fajr (Early Morning Prayer)

Reminding me to pray

May he earn from halal sources

And spend within his means

May he seek Allah’s guidance always

To fulfill all his dreams

May he always refer to Qur’an

and the Sunnah as his moral guide

May he thank and appreciate Allah

For the woman at his side

May he be conscious of his anger

And often fast and pray

Be charitable and sensitive

In every possible way

May he honor and protect me

And guide me in this life

And please Allah! Make me worthy

to be his loving wife

And finally, O Allah!

Make him abundant in love and laughter

In taqwa and sincerity

In striving for the hereafter!

May Allah grant all the Muslim sisters with such husbands… Ameen ya rabbel alameen”

 

Text from original post in 2012: I came across this beautiful dua somewhere on internet and really wished to share it with my readers.  it actually teared me a bit. It reminded me of the song by Maher zain, “For the Rest of  My Life”.  May Allah swt bless my sisters /correct lost souls all by granting such an honest and virtuous spouse who may lead my sisters and brothers even In Islam to the path of  Jannah and help them prepare for the akhirah as they walk in this world hand in hand. Ameen!

I wanted to write down a poem/dua in reply to this myself from a man’s perspective but since m not on writing mode these days I thought of sharing this one. JazakAllah for reading!

I do not own the pictures or the text.

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May 18, 2018

Reflections I – The Little Plant with Big Leaves

by Khanum

اِهۡدِنَا الصِّرَاطَ الۡمُسۡتَقِيۡمَۙ‏  – Show us the straight way, (Surah Al-Fatiha,  Verse 5)

Have you ever looked at something in nature, that has given you the drop dead gorgeous feeling and still managed to leave you questioning, what is it about it that I am still looking at it? Why do I keep returning to look at it as if it has something to teach me?

There’s this little plant, in our courtyard in one of the kayaariz that we have. Little than me, but with leaves larger than my hands. They almost remind me of an elephant’s ears. I was sure it is a new plant until few moments ago, Allah swt returned to me, my memory of it and I remembered, I have seen it before, in its pre-mature days. This was the plant that we almost buried beneath the rocks and other decorative plants sometime ago, around March, unknowingly.

I remember seeing one leaf of it coming out of the rocks, pushing forth weeks ago, whenever I would inspect the plants. I for one, had no idea, it is a plant, to begin with. A weed, perhaps? My thoughts were somewhat on the similar line. It was nothing extra ordinary. Just a green leaf, making its way out of the pebbles. I would water it now and then, just to see the fresh green color returning to it after a drink. SubhanAllah, that was it.

But Allah swt knew, there is more. More to come of it, and I would see it one day, just to reflect on its stature, the way it stands, smaller in size but grown up, and heart shaped leaves larges than my own palms to inspire me and a way of standing with grace, to speak of Allah’s Mercy upon it.

“And Allah knows, while you know not.” (Quran, 2:216)

“But they plan and Allah plans and Allah is the best of planners” (Quran, 8:30) 

Could I have planned or even designed that moment for someone to take inspiration or guidance from? No..

“And Allah guides whom He wills to the straight path.” (Quran, 2:213)

“Indeed, (O Muhammad), you do not guide whom you like, but Allah guides whom He wills. And He is most knowing of the (rightly) guided.” (Quran, 28:56)

“Light upon Light. Allah guides to His Light whom He wills.” (Quran, 24:35)

Exactly which of the things in my courtyard are there that do not remind me, or force me, to ponder upon His Grace? Surprisingly, everything has a purpose. They return me to Him, in a beautiful way, again and again. And I’m left thinking, which of the favors of our Lord can we deny? None. One by one.. we begin to see these favors, as we cultivate the right mindset. Only, with His will and Help. Which is why, it is so important, to ask Allah swt, to favor you with the right mindset for guidance. For guidance is the most precious gift of Allah swt in this life. From this gift, gush forth rivers of further blessings and presents. Without it, we are deprived.

The rank & growth this plant has received, in a couple of few weeks is a beautiful reminder. Where as my limited sight could not see, its future and significance, Allah swt, had a plan for this little fellow. Just like He has a plan for all of us.

Allah swt had a way for it to realize it’s way up, and grow under His watchful eyes and ever nurturing and protective Nature. Just like He is guarding and nourishing us, with His protective Nature.

Also, Allah wisely knows that when we reflect upon His creation, there appear the Signs of His Majesty that return us to Him in attractive ways. So He made the stars, the beautiful forests, birds, greenery and every tiny insect with precision while keeping us in mind. This is His Rahma, Mercy.  So that one focused on finding Allah’s signs, can be facilitated. And reassuringly, one who is sincerely focused on finding Allah’s Signs, cannot remain without seeing His Signs all over the Universe. It is inevitable. He calls our attention towards things, for nothing but to Guide. For He is Al Hadi ; The Best of Guides.

Moreover, how wonderful it is that He is Al Baseer, The One Who Sees everyone and everything. Here seeing does not merely means to see what is in the present. He sees your future, and beyond the realm of time itself.

Alhamdulillahi Rabil Alameen for the way He looked into my future, the way He placed this plant before my eyes, and made me reflect upon so many things in one go. In a way, we grew side by side all these weeks without ever knowing, or worrying how the other one is being nourished. This is Allah’s beauty and sustenance once again. SubhanAllah.

“On earth there are signs for those with sure faith; and in yourselves too, do you not see?” (Quran, 51:20-21)

I encourage you to gently ponder. Look around you and ask yourself, what are my surroundings trying to tell me? For surely, there is a God.

 

To be continued… إن شاء الله‎

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.

Author unknown

 

August 5, 2011

My Muslim Brother…And my photography syndrome!

by Khanum

It’s another interesting day of Ramadan at home. One that is about to come to an end. Just few more minutes to go before we break our fast with the Call to prayer. Mum busy in the kitchen. Family set on table, praying. I stopped by to post few photos I took earlier today at home.

I was lucky to get a hold of my cousin brother while  performing his worship duties. Since It’s a rule for Men in Islam to offer their 5 times prayers in Masjid. it’s a rare sight at home to see any male member (either young or old) to be praying at house. This cousin of mine – after praying Jumu’ah in Masjid – probably decided to do some more worship at home. Such a noble soul these days. I luckily was free loaded with FUJIFILM. And you know there’s a saying, Where’s there’s Khanum with a camera, there’s a way!

   here I was caught with my camera! hence:  He went shy…..

 The last one I admit was hard to get. I had to ask him to sit properly. He would complaint. Then my mother in the background would say, ‘She’s the photographer of the house. Obey!’ hence, The Muslim Brother photography mission successful.

August 5, 2011

Ramadan is about finding the path to God

by Khanum

I read something very heart warming on the internet today. Here are the those words of wisdom.

“The month of Ramadan is easily the world’s largest and longest spiritual festival. Muslims strive hard in this month to mend the torn fabric of human spirituality even as political and material impulses tear it asunder.

Fasting is one of the five pillars of Islam. The Quran instructs that its purpose is to teach Muslims self-restraint. The ritual involves systematic abstinence of things normal to body, mind and spirit. From dawn to dusk the limits are clear; no eating, no drinking, no sex, no fighting, no backbiting, no lying, no anger, no arrogance, no pride, no despair. In this month the sovereignty of the spirit over the body and the mind is reasserted to restore the divine order of things.”

And the title to this piece was ‘Ramadan is about finding a path to God.’

Definitely it’s the case. During Ramadan, there’s a sudden urge to do good. To be good and to spread good. Nothing but Good. Either at home or outside, masjid or your courtyard, Ramadan’s blessed wings spread all over us They move us ,   complete us.

The writer continued…

“The great Sufi Ibn Arabi captured this longing for unity with the divine more beautifully than anyone. He wrote in his The Secrets of Fasting:

My self, had it not been for you, I would not have been

as if I were Him,

were it not for you! Were it not for you!

Indeed the sense of longing for a taste of the Divine is never felt more acutely than it is in the month of Ramadan. In Ramadan we control our appetite for the created things with the fond hope that desire for the Creator will finally be satiated.

Those who fast with genuine dedication, those who struggle to conquer the self, those who give charity — they do experience a feeling of purification that is profoundly palpable.

At the end of the month, for some there is a feeling of lightness, as if the weight of impurities that one had been carrying has been lifted. For others, there is heaviness in the heart and one prays for one more chance to maybe get it right the next time.” (Source Muqtedar Khan)

May 14, 2011

“Something Wonderful”

by Khanum

“Will you kindly take me seriously?”

He sobered instantly at her imperious tone. “I’m going to marry you,” he said coolly, “that’s serious enough.”

“Do you realise,” she said with a winsome smile as she titled her head to the side, “that you become positively grim when you say the word ‘marry’?”

When he said nothing, she laid her hand on his sleeve, as if he was her friend, and gazed into his unfathomable grey eyes, seeing the cynicism lurking in their depths. “I don’t mean to pry, but are you happy with life –with your life, I mean?”

He looked irritated by her question, but he answered it.

“Not particularly.”

“There you see! We would never suit. You’re disenchated with life, but I’m not!.” the quiet inner joy, the courage and indomitable spirit he had sensed in her the night they had met, was in her voice now as she lifted her face to the blue sky her entire being radiant with optimism, innocence and hope. “I love life, even when bad things happen to me. I can’t stop loving it.”

Transfixed, he stared at her as she stood against a backdrop of vibrant roses and distant green hills– “Every season of the year comes with a promise that something wonderful is going to happen to me someday. In winter, the promise comes with the smell of snow in the air. In summer, I hear it in the boom of thunder and the lightening that streaks across the sky in blue flashes. Most of all, I feel it now, in springtime, when everything is green and black–”

“Black?”

“Yes, black–you know, like tree trunks when they’re wet, and freshly tilled fields that smell like–” she inhaled, trying to recall the exact scent.

“Dirt”, He provided unromantically.

She dropped her gaze from the heavens and looked at him. “You think me foolish,” she sighed. Stiffening her spine and ignoring the sharp stab of longing she felt for him, she said with calm dignity, “We cannot possibly wed.”

His dark eyebrows drew together over incredulous grey eyes. “You’ve decided that, merely because I don’t happen to think wet dirt smells like perfume?”

“You haven’t understood a word I have said,” She said desperately. “the fact of the matter is that if I marry you, you’ll make me as unhappy as you are–and if you make me unhappy, I’ll undoubtedly retaliate by making you unhappy, and in few years, we’ll both be as unhappy as ……”

…………………

Excerpt from a novel, I read 6 years ago.

…………………..

It was a time when I was still a teenager. World was black and white to me. Things were always either right or wrong, It’s a age when we are  unaware of the oblivious choices and shades. Twists, and turns of faith & the most basic need of adult hours…Compromise! with complete faith in His Art.

The lines in hope of “something wonderful” have always been my favorite ones. The only reason they have managed to survive there in my mind only because: I hope as she hopes. But What could possibly drive me to write a post on it? the answer is my cousin-brother’s marriage.

At the time when he got married, I was still studying in school. My mind wasn’t a mind of an adult as it is now. It was innocent and really–straight like a line. Which is why i never understood why he and his wife never looked ridiculously in love after marriage. Or why they had issues – arguements – while they were simply “MARRIED”?

Years passed, the number of their kids increased and so as their fights.

Today they have 3 brat children. They have the eyes of their mothers, huge and pretty…the eyes my brother used to say , are like cow. Long ago, when he said that, perhaps there was a hint of annoyance in it. But not today.

“Something Wonderful” happened for both of them. “Something wonderful” that binded them together like honey is to bee.

The husband who was so thrilled and relaxed over getting a job in Dubai few months back– finally flew back to his home last month — to his wife — to his children — leaving every dime he earned in a foreign land full of promises. All this, Just to have the nearness of the one he had but never realized what she meant. And the wife, my sister-in-law , is as madly in love with him now as a wife is supposed to be in every hour of life.

Seeing them this insanely in love for the first time and that too after years of marriage is something so wonderful for all of us, that I wonder how wonderful it would be for them in reality? Are they over their differences? Have they decided to leave their prejudices and pride behind for the love of each other? And what do we know, what love is? How love is anyway?

Going through that paragraph once again after years of acquaintance with it, I noticed something wonderful in its own unique way for the first time. It’s amazing how my outlook on this conversation entirely changed. It’s like a work of art. New read. New Message.

Something wonderful does happen. No matter you’re exception or Rule. Rich or poor, Smart or dumb. Wonder is there in every second in every hour. But believing in greater miracles in your life requires a miracle within you utmost.

I’ve listed out certain points that may help all of you out there to come to better terms with your spouse. Again, let me mention I’m not an expert on halal relationships. I just happen to be a keen observer of events and people around me.  And I’ve learned, This world is a perfect place to learn about Imperfection.

Once we set goals for ourselves, we set a mind frame to like certain people based on their certain qualities. One error in someone can simply turn our good thinking mode off towards that person. But ask yourself. Is this a wise-thing-to-do?

Perfection is meant only for Allah. The Creator of the creation. Nothing after Him, is perfect in the true sense. Apply this word to the human system, “perfection” only “under limited” resources would be acquired. So whatever perfection is there offered to you by someone, are you willing to let it go , slip it away from your hands just like that? just because of some ‘humanly’ flaws?

Please, don’t! Cause you never know,  you’re praying to be with a perfect person who will lead you home, But in reality,  you’re destined to guide a misguided person to become a better person and make the most honest home on earth.

That calls for finding a miracle within you, First and utmost.

So Make du’a, Say prayers for a God fearing and caring spouse after every compulsory prayer. And then , have the heart to pray that if  you end up with a opposite character unlike the one  you wanted, then in that situation May He  makes you a wonderful guide and a miracle for that person to sober up and change.