Modesty is the Key

AL-FAQR "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God. " "Whoever kills a human being, it is as if he had killed all mankind. Whoever saves the life of one, it is as if he had saved the life of all. " Quran 5:32 No one can tell you what is modesty. No one can tell you what is the real purity. No one can tell you what is humility, why you should help the others, why you should have respect first of all for the poor people. But if you feel it deeply inside your heart, we are brothers, and you are welcome in my blog. - A soul who is traveling inside Islam

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When you see that girl with a messed up reputation at uni putting on the hijab and praying in Ramadan - that isn’t ‘trying to acting holy.’ That’s the essence of Iman. When you see the guy give up the club, put down the bottle, and replace listening to rap tunes with the Book of Allāh in Ramadan - that isn’t fake. That’s the pinnacle of faith. When you see people taking the Qur'an off that dusty shelf and reciting it for the first time in the year - that isn’t being 'typical’. That’s true belief. When you see a person sharing Islamic posts in the month despite their shortcomings - that’s not double standards. That’s a sign that a light exists in the heart. When you see that person without tajwid reciting without a beautiful voice - that’s not embarassing. That’s a testification of the beauty that lives within in their souls. When you see Mosques which are empty all year round fill up during the blessed month - that’s not hypocrisy. That’s a sign that truth still exists within the community. Perhaps this year a single action of that person you label as a 'Ramadan Muslim’ will surpass all of the worship and good deeds that you spent a life time doing. We all had a moment in life when things clicked and we were blessed with guidance. If Allāh can forgive prostitutes, mass murderers, and theives and give them Jannah due to sincerity then you think that girl without the jilbab, the brother without tajwid, those men without beards, those guys who didn’t pray, and the 'Ramadan Muslims’ can’t be forgiven and given guidance due to sincerity?

Shaykh Mohammed Aslam

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This.

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‎Allah is always with you when:

You’re happy, He’s Ar-Rahman.

‎You’re alone, He’s Al-Qayyum.

‎You’re forgiven, He’s Al-Ghafoor.

‎You’re unsafe, He’s Al-Hafiz.

‎You’re hungry, He’s Ar-Razzāq.

‎You pray, He’s Al-Mujeeb.

‎You’re gifted, He’s Al-Kareem.

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#RamadanTips Fasting really tests our patience; to feel the hunger and thirst. It should also teach us gratitude and humility.

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Ways to grow your soul

Recitation of the Quran is the first thing you need to do to grow your soul. Within the sunnah you see a strong emphasis on recitation. Any human being who wants to attain closeness to Allah needs to open the Quran and read it. If you don’t do it, you have lost the most powerfool tool to grow ur soul. For every letter that’s recited you receive ten rewards. If you read the translation and commentary only, perhaps you should make an effort to learn to read the Arabic because the reward that is mentioned in the Quran and the hadith has nothing to do with translation, it has to do with articulation.

Salawat on the Prophet (saw) is the second thing that would help your soul grow. It fulfills the mandate of the Quran: 

إِنَّ اللَّهَ وَمَلَائِكَتَهُ يُصَلُّونَ عَلَى النَّبِيِّ يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا صَلُّوا عَلَيْهِ وَسَلِّمُوا تَسْلِيمًا   "Verily Allah and His angels send blessings on the Prophet, O you who believe! Send you also blessings on him, and salute him with submission”. [33:56]

This is the only act of worship that Allah says that I do, my angels do it so you should also do it. By doing so, you don’t benefit rasoolAllah (saw) in anyway. It is a reflexive act: you send salawat on rasoolAllah, it reflects back with ten salawat on you. You bring blessings upon yourself and it gets presented to rasoolAllah. It connects you to the Prophet (saw) and its barakah will connect your hearts. If you can’t do it abundantly, even once in the morning and once in the evening would be sufficient for ur soul to grow.

It’tibah-e-sunnah is the third thing that causes your soul to grow. It’tibah-e-sunnah means internalizing the following of rasoolAllah (saw). Following his sunnah is the magnet that draws Allah’s love, and Allah’s love is the most tasty food for our souls. By following him, what we are doing is turning on our magnet so that it attracts Allah’s love. For every sunnah that you follow you end up making yourself that much more beautiful to Allah. Prophet Muhammad (saw) said: “Allah is beautiful and He loves beauty.” [Muslim :911] Therefore, what attracts the attention of Allah is the sunnah. When you put on makeup and dress all pretty, you might be attracting the attention of others around you but to attract the love of Allah, we require the sunnah, and ecstasy lies in finding in every tiny sunnah of rasoolAllah and following that sunnah from head to toe, from heart to soul.

Notes from a lecture by Shaykh Dr Hussain.

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“To get what you love, you must first be patient with what you hate.”

— Abu Hamid al-Ghazali From the collection: Patience Motivational Quotes Originally found on: roadtojannah-1 (via islamic-art-and-quotes)

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“What is love? It’s love when your spouse wakes you up for Fajr prayer. It’s love when your spouse reminds you of Allah SWT. It’s love, when a wife makes tea for husband and takes a sip before him to see if it tastes right. It’s love when a husband helps his tired wife in the kitchen even though he worked all day. It’s love, when a mother gives her child the best piece of cake. It’s love, when your friend holds your hand tightly on a slippery road. It’s love, when your brother messages you and asks if reached home on time. Love is not just a loving someone when you need something from them.”

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The Quran Institute

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When a Muslim tells you they’re fasting Ramadan, don’t make a sad face and tell us you’re sorry. It’s rude, and frankly ignorant. Stop telling us we’re suffering. The whole point is that we stop ourselves from eating food, drinking water, doing anything sexual for people who do, etc so that we practice patients and self control. It helps us put into perspective our priorities and helps us take this month to understand what other people go through— those who can’t find anything to eat or any clean water to drink even after the sun sets. It helps us remember our privileges.

This isn’t a time to suffer. This is for us to feed the people in need, to donate, to give to charity. This is for us to remember, as a community, the good we share and focus on that. We try to abstain from swearing and being rude and we focus on kindness. This is a month of taking the time to find everything good in yourself and remember you are capable of it. This is for our faith, to remember that (in our belief) there is something past this life and that all people are equal in the eyes of god, regardless of wealth—and just because you’re privileged doesn’t mean you should see yourself above anyone. Not to mention, if you’re ill, travelling, pregnant, elderly, on ur period, you don’t fast. This isn’t a punishment. It’s for those who can do it to push themselves and strengthen their willpower.

Stop taking something that is holy to us and that stands for so much and telling us you’re sorry we have to go through it. It’s not cute, and you just sound very ignorant.

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I know it sounds fake but you really do have a lot of silent lovers on this planet who look at you and wish they had your smile or your hair color or your humor or your intellect or your intentions or your heart, your manners, your eyes, your ease, even just you. People who are too shy to tell you what they admire about you or what they wish for you or who they see themselves becoming bc of you & they’re too shy to tell you. even tho it isn’t verbalized, the universe has still heard and the universe has loved you for helping out on its creations. You’re that person. You’re you.

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“Is there anyone who has achieved closeness to God and not found that with Him is everything that they need and desire?”

— Ibn al-Jawzi

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“I wish for bright skies and an Italian sun —”

— Mary Shelley, from a letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley c. October 1817 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Waiting for Ramadan

I don't have any memory that connect me with the blessed month of Ramadan , no family tradition , no recipe taught me by my mum , or no Quran's verse taught me by my dad (or viceversa , of course) . No family and cousin gathering at evening for iftar until late night . No special images about my town in these 30 days : no decorations , no events. Nothing... nothing that many of you can have in their memories ... Nothing that me myself can have in my memories on other occasions or celebrations.

BUT .. since 4 years ... every time that the month of Ramadan comes close to us .. I feel a special atmosphere that makes every thing deeper , everything intense , everything calm .... different. -8 ❤🌙

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Non ho nessun ricordo di infanzia che mi avvicina e collega al mese che sta arrivando , nessuna tradizione di famiglia , nessuna ricetta insegnatami da mia madre o nessun verso da mio padre (o viceversa , ovviamente) , nessuna riunione di parenti e cugini a sera fino a notte fonda , non ho nessun'immagine della mia città in festa per questi 30 giorni , nessuna decorazione o eventi particolari , niente.. niente di tutto ciò che tante e tanti possono avere nella mente , niente che magari io stessa ho in altre celebrazioni e occasioni , eppure.. da anni.. ogni volta che arriva questo mese sento un'atmosfera speciale che rende tutto più intenso , più profondo, più calmo ... diverso. -8 ❤🌙

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“نازی، تو از آب بهتری. تو از ابر بهتری. تو به سپیده دم خواهی رسید. مبادا بلغزی. من دوست توام و دست تو را می گیرم. روان باش که پرندگان چنین اند و گیاهان چنین اند. چون به درخت رسیدی به تماشا بمان. تماشا تو را به آسمان خواهد برد. در زمانه [ی] ما نگاه کردن نیاموخته اند و درخت جز آرایش خانه نیست و هیچ کس گلهای حیاط همسایه را باور ندارد. پیوندها گسسته. کسی در مهتاب راه نمی رود و از پرواز کلاغی هشیار نمی شود و خدا را کنار نرده ایوان نمی بیند و ابدیت را در جام آب خوری نمی یابد. در چشم ها شاخه نیست. در رگ ها آسمان نیست. در این زمانه درخت ها از مردمان خرم ترند. کوه ها از آرزوها بلند ترند. نی ها از اندیشه ها راست ترند. برف ها از دلها سپیدترند Darling, you are better than water. You are better than clouds. You will reach the dawn. Don’t you slip. I am your friend and I will hold your hand. Be fluid, for that is how birds are and that is how plants are. When you reach a tree, stand to gaze at it. Your gaze will take you to the sky. In our time, they don’t teach us to gaze and trees are nothing more than ornaments for houses and no one believes in the neighbor’s flowers. Unions have broken. No one walks on the moon or becomes aware of a crow’s flight or sees God near the ladder of the porch or searches for eternity in the drinking of water. There are no branches in the eyes. There is no sky in the veins. In these times, the trees are livelier than people. Mountains are higher than dreams. Straws are straighter than aspirations. Snow is purer than hearts.”

— Sohrab Sepehri (in a letter to his friend)

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اگه روزی بری سفر برو جلو من، مهم نیست اسیر رؤیاها میشم دوباره تنها میشم به شب میگم پیشم بمونی به باد میگم تا صبح بخونی بخون ز اون دیار یاری که توش منو تنها نذاری

اگر فراموشم کنی ترک آغوشم کنی پرندهٔ دریا میشم تو چنگ موج رها میشم به دل میگم ساکت بمونی میرم که هر کسی بدونه می رم به سوی اون دیاری که توش منو تنها نذاری

اگر یه روزی نوم تو تو گوش من صدا کنه دوباره باز غمت بیاد که منُو مبتلا کنه به دل می گم کاریش نباشه بذاره درد تو دوا شه بره تو تمام جونم که باز برات آواز بخونم

اگه بازم دلت می خواد یار یک دیگر باشیم مثل ایوم قدیم بنشینیم و سحر پاشیم باید دلت رنگی بگیره دوباره آهنگی بگیره بگیره رنگ اون دیاری که توش منو تنها نذاری

اگر میخوای پیشم بمونی بیا تا باقی جوونی بیا تا پوست به استخونه نذار دلم تنها بمونه بذار شبم رنگی بگیره دوباره آهنگی بگیره بگیره رنگ اون دیاری که توش منو تنها نذاری

If one day you travel And leave my side without notice I will be held captive by dreams And once again I’ll be all alone I’ll tell the night to stay by my side I’ll tell the wind to sing till dawn To sing of the clime of a lover Why are you going and leaving me alone?

Should you forget me, and leave my arms I’ll become a bird of the sea I’ll be left in the clutches of the wave I’ll tell my heart to be silent I’ll go, so all will know I’m going towards the clime Where, in it, you won’t leave me alone

If one day I hear your name, your sorrow would afflict me again I’ll tell my heart to leave it be And let its ache become a part of me Enter into my soul So once again I sing for you

Should you desire for us to be lovers again Like the old days, be together and part at dawn Your heart should take on some colour It should again take on a melody It should take on the colour of that clime Where, in it, you would not leave me alone

If you wish to stay with me Then come for what remains of our youth As long as there is skin on our bones Don’t let my heart be all alone Let my night take on some colour Once again, let it take on a melody Let it take on the colour of that clime Where, in it, you would not leave me alone Where, in it, you would not leave me alone