Friday, December 17, 2010

Ashura 1432H - Th story of a family luckily heard...

I found this baby boy at the Ashura procession, named Hussain Ali, in his father's lap and I asked his father if I could take his photograph for which he happily agreed. And he then told me the story, that this baby boy was a gift from Karbala. The couple did not have any baby for 16 years, then they went to Karbala, and at Janab-e-Asghar's tomb (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ali_al-Asghar_ibn_Husayn), they prayed to Allah to give them a son, the mother got two clothes given to her by some unknown person, and a few months later they got this baby boy. MashaAllah! The baby was wearing the clothes that they received at Karbala from someone they don't know of.

Ashura 1432H - Sukayna Bint Hussain a.s.

Sukaina, or commonly known as Sakeena, died inside the prison due to crying. She was the youngest daughter of Imam Hussain a.s... and she was used to sleep on his father's chest...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sukayna_bint_Husayn

Ashura 1431H - Alas! Ya Hussain a.s.!



To cry on Hussain a.s. is not just an emotion-driven action we perform, the tears bear the message of not compromising to any oppressor, even that of the current time. Ya Hussain a.s.!

Ashura 1432H - Ana Majnun-al-Hussain!!!!



Ana Majnun-al-Hussain a.s.!!
"I am Hussain's lover"

Kaun si cheez hai chalnay mayn rukawat Mairi
Huun Azadar mayn, Yeh raasta Hussain a.s. ka hai

Labbaik Ya Hussain a.s.!!

Ashura 1432H - Al-Musta'id!

Scouts, the best organizers of the Annual Ashura Procession. Al-Musta'id is the slogan for Scouts, originally in English, the term is "Be Prepared".

See more at: http://azaralizain.blogspot.com/2010/02/al-mustaid-be-prepared.html



And I specifically feel great respect for these senior scouts, they are old, but they are energetic. The legend of Habib Ibn-e-Mazahir continues!

Ashura 1432H - Hasan Zafar in the leading row

Maulana Hasan Zafar Naqvi in the leading row with the flag (Alam) of Abul Fazlil Abbas Alamdar a.s.



Ashura 1432H - Look whom you scare by bullets, blasts, and power!

Shor-e-Zanjeer Zani ho jis Qaum ka Tarana-e-Zindagi
ArayAhmaqo,Usay Daratay ho goli ki bocharon se!


Ashura 1432H - Ashura Procession Amidst Tight Security

The blasts on the procession last year has had its effects, security looks a little better than before.
Below are few glimpses from the front rows:




Ashura 1432H - The Journey Begins



The journey began with the duty of dropping Ali bhai to University, he was at the Rizvia Society in the morning. The sun rose, it was the sun of Ashura, the same sun which witnessed all the followers, friends and family members of Imam Hussain a.s. for the last time, as they were to be killed by the brutal of Yazid.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

LIVE from Ashura Juloos 1432 Hijri, Karachi

Although there have been real problems finding a proper place to sit and post the photographs I have been taking during this Ashura 1432 Hijri Procession, but here's the news: I am posting LIVE this year again from the Ashura Procession in Karachi, held on 10th Moharram 1432 Hijri, 17th December 2010.

Details to follow!

(Posts from the last year can be found at http://azaralizain.blogspot.com/search/label/Ashura1431Karachi )

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.


With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Khushk taar o khushk chob o khushk post

Khushk taar o khushk chob o khushk post
Az koja mi ayad in awaaz e dost
Nai ze taar o nai ze chob o nai ze post
Khud bakhud mi ayad in awaaz e dost

Singing strings, vibrant wood, throbbing drums
Whence comes the voice of the Beloved?
Not from strings, not from wood, nor from drum
Of Himself comes the voice of the Beloved

copied from http://www.anothersubcontinent.com/forums/lofiversion/index.php?t8351.html

Sunday, May 9, 2010

They'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag

"And then it goes back
And then it goes back
And then it goes back"

Inhibitions; when we control them, when we break free from them, it's only then that we are actually living. An entrepreneur who has a breakthrough technology of transparent braces patented to his name (http://inventors.about.com/od/dstartinventions/a/dentistry_4.htm) actually left his company to start a new company, saved the laid back people in his homeland, and now has introduced 'a something new' to the technological world (http://www.mediapost.com/publications/?fa=Articles.showArticle&art_aid=123826).

The need to break free from our boxes that control us and refrain us from doing what our potential is, is high. We need to crush the intrinsic fear and inhibition that gets stacked to our minds. I love the phrase, Unleash Your Potential.

Reason for the above text: I was browsing my news feed on facebook. It led me to notice the official theme for Fifa World Cup 2010. As always, I got more interested into the lyrics and searched for it, and on some lyrics website the first thing I noticed was InvisAlign's advert. And it compelled me to jot down my above thoughts (or you may call them my feelings).

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Likeness of the world

 

Surely the likeness of this world is that of a snake:

it is soft to touch, and deadly poisonous.

The ignorant child is distracted by it,

and the one with understanding and intellect is cautious of it.

So turn away from what fascinates you in it, for how little of it stays with you.

 

 

- Imam Ali a.s.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Will makes men giants

Resolve is what makes a man manifest;

not puny resolve, but crude determination;

not errant purpose - but that strong and indefatigable will

which treads down difficulties and danger,

as a boy treads down the heaving frost-lands of winter;

which kindles his eye and brain

with a proud pulse-beat toward the unattainable.

 

Will makes men giants.

 

- Donald G. Mitchell

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

What is your advantage?

What is your advantage?

 

A few years ago, I was introduced to someone in a family event. We discussed a lot of things of common interest. He narrated the following interesting event that touched his heart:

 

I learnt a great lesson from my ten year old daughter, Sarah. She was born with a muscle missing in her foot and wears a brace all the time. She came home one beautiful spring day and told me that she had participated in a sports day in her school – with lots of races and other competitive events. My mind raced as I tried to think of encouragement for my daughter. Things I could say to her so that she does not feel bad about not being able to compete properly. Before I could think of and utter encouraging words, she said "Baba, I won two of the races!" I could not believe my ears! And she continued, "because I had an advantage" I thought to myself, Oh! I knew it. She must have been given a head start - a physical advantage. And again, before I could say anything, she said, "Baba, I didn't get a head start. My advantage was that I had to try a little harder!"

 

I am sure you would agree that was a great paradigm, was it not? For a ten year old, the advantage was to “try a little harder to get to the finishing line”. Many people compete in the race that this life offers and they want to win it. However, interestingly they never assess their “advantages”. Consequently majority of them leave the race in the middle. They curse others, or the situation, or the events happening around them or if they can not find anything else their fate. Do you think they make a fair assessment?

 

Wanting to win a race is one thing and trying harder is another. Wanting a victory without hard work and effort is like having a pleasant dream.

 

Conversely working very hard without knowing what finish line we want to reach is like waking up after a nightmare. Or reaching the top of the ladder to find that the ladder is leaning against the “wrong wall”!

 

The biographies and autobiographies of great people can help us understand this paradigm in full. They demonstrated the importance of having clear visions, followed by hard work while utilizing the advantages God gave to them.

 

If they can do it, we can do it too! Let’s discover the advantage we are blessed with and align this advantage with our visions to propel ourselves to achieve our visions.

 

To your success,

 

Yameenuddin Ahmed

Senior consultant & Trainer

Timelenders UAE/Pakistan

 

http://blogs.timelenders.com/?p=8

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

When I join the forgotten...

"My Master, and have mercy upon me when my trace is cut off from this world,

my mention is effaced among the creatures,

and I join the forgotten, like the forgotten ones!

 

My Master, and have mercy upon me at the change of my form and state when

my body decays, my limbs are scattered,

and my joints are dismembered!

 

O my heedlessness toward what was wanted from me!

 

My Master, have mercy upon me at my mustering and uprising and on that day, appoint my standing place with Thy friends,

my place of emergence with Thy beloveds, and my dwelling

in Thy neighborhood!

O Lord of the worlds! "

 

- Imam Zainul Abidin a.s.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

A Speech by Ayatullah Baqir Al-Sadr

 A Speech by Ayatullah Baqir Al-Sadr

Post  Syed KДmiL ДbbДs Jafri on Tue Apr 06, 2010 11:54 pm

Ayatullah Baqir-al-Sadr, during the final days of his last Ramadhan, gave a powerful speech to Religious Scholars. This speech is translated in the book "Trends of History in the Qur'an" by the same author. Some excerpts follow (This is not the whole speech, just some parts): "One can either love Allah or love the world. But both the loves cannot be contained in one heart. Let us submit our hearts to test. Let us examine our hearts to see whether the love of Allah or the love of this world prevails over them. If the love of Allah prevails over our hearts, let us make it deeper. If, Allah forbid, the love of this world prevails, let us try to save ourselves from this dreadful malady." "Every love which occupies the centre of the heart of a person is of either of the two kinds. We call the perfect love the double grade love and the love which is not so perfect, the single grade love. To begin with, (single grade) love becomes the basis of man's sentiments, feelings, emotions and desires. After attending to his job or immediate need, man soon returns to his object of love, because love occupies the centre of his thoughts, feelings and sentiments." "In the case of double grade love, man's entire attention is drawn by the object of his love and nothing can divert his attention from it. He is never inattentive to the thought of his beloved." "Both these kinds of love are found in the case of the noble love of Allah. Single grade love appears in the hearts of the pious believers whose hearts are free from the impurities of the base affairs of this world. As soon as they are free from their immediate engagements, they return to the question which is the object of their love." "As for double grade love, it is found in the hearts of the Prophets and Imams. You all know Imam Ali ibn Abi Talib, in the vicinity of whose tomb we live (Najaf). This great man has said "I never saw a thing but I saw Allah before it, after it and along with it". (Qablahu, wa ba'dahu wa ma'ahu)." "In fact, this was because love of Allah occupied his great heart and conscience in such a way that it concealed everything else from him. Even when he saw human beings, he saw Allah. When he looked at Allah's bounties, he remembered Him. This bond with Allah was always present before his eyes, for it was Allah alone whom he truly loved and to whom his hopes and aspirations were directed. He never allowed anyone to divert his attention from Allah". "Love of the world also reaches the stage where man does not see anything but the world before it, after it and along with it. Whatever he does, he does it for some wordly gain. He cannot devote himself to pious deeds for more than a few days. This is double grade love of the world. Imam Sadiq has said, "This world is like sea water. The more one drinks of it, the more one gets thirsty." "It was love of Allah that was the basis of Imam Ali's courage and bravery. His courage was not that of a ferocious beast. It was the courage produced by the faith and love of Allah. He was over 60 when he fought against the Khwarij and in a single engagement killed 4000 of them. He was also at the height of bravery in regard to being patient and not pressing his rightful claim. He kept quiet when he was required by Allah to overlook his right. At that time, he was in the prime of his life. His conscience was aflame with the fire of youth. But Islam had told him to keep quiet and be patient, despite the violation of his rights." "After all what is this world of ours? It is a collection of imaginery and fictional things. Harun-al-Rashid's world was very imposing. We curse him day and night. We say that we are better, more pious and more God-fearing than Harun was. Has the world of Harun-al-Rashid been offered to us and have we rejected it? If not, how can we claim to be more pious than him. The world offered to us is not that of Harun. It is much less limited and comparably insignificant. It is transient and shorter and not as vast and extensive as that of Harun. For the sake of this world, he imprisoned Imam Musa-e-Kazim. Are we sure that if we get that world, we would not throw the Imam into prison? Have we tested ourselves and put this question to ourselves? Has the world of Harun ever been offered to us so that we know we are more pious?" "In our world, there can be no truth except that of Allah's good pleasure. Had the Imam worked for worldly gains, he would have been the most miserable person. Yet when he worked for Allah, he said on his deathbed "By the God of the Ka'aba, I am a successful person". This world is not for the students of theology. A student looking for this world can get neither this world nor the next. Therefore, it is incumbent upon us, as students, to confine our efforts to seeking the next world for this world has no value to us". "We should think any moment as possible for our death. At the time of his death, my father was not as old as I was (1). My brother died at a younger age than I did. I have now completed the span of my lifetime (2)." "We ask Allah to purify our hearts, and to brighten them with faith. May He turn our mind more towards seeking His pleasure and fill or hearts with His love, His fear and belief in Him. May he help us according to the teachings of his book, Ameen." Ayatullah Baqir Sadr.

Sayyid Sadr was 47 to 48 years old when he said this.

Sayyid Sadr was executed, along with his sister Bint-al-Huda, a few months later. 

http://img202.rockyou.com/imagehost/17/17329/17329602/17329602_6837cbfe1270580058.jpg

 

Courtesy: http://shia.forum.st/islamic-personalities-f11/a-speech-by-ayatullah-baqir-al-sadr-t90.htm

 

 

Anger and destruction

Though we may feel justified for being angry: BEWARE! It can rise up to destroy us!

 

- Anonymous

 

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Food for thoughts


God has created sustenance, for everyliving creature... Man is food for the worms. - Imam Ali (a.s.)
http://www.vakil.org/2010/02/07/sufi-comcs-food-for-thought/

Reminds me of the great poem by Imam al Naqi (a.s.), the last line being: "Those beautiful worms, are now food for the worms."
http://azaralizain.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-beautiful-forms-are-now-food-for.html

A Prayer

"O Allah, do not try me by letting me resort to other than You when being compelled, not submit to other than You when being poor and not invoke other than You when being frightened lest I will deserve, by that, Your humiliation and Your turning away from me."

– Imam Ali Zain ul Abideen (a.s.)

http://www.vakil.org/2010/03/29/a-prayer/

Friday, April 2, 2010

Knowledge for?

"If one obtains knowledge in order to become conceited or to argue with the foolish people or to obtain wealth or to attract people towards himself, then he has certainly made the Fire his abode."
 
- Imam Mohammad Al Baqar (a.s.) (Al-Kafi)

Zindagi aur Bandagi (Life and Obedience)

Yeh meri zindagi, bas ik khwaab hai
Yeh meri badagi, haan ik raaz hai

(This life of mine is just a dream
This obedience of mine, is yes, a secret)

- Anonymous

Friday, March 26, 2010

Article: Being An Aunt For A Week

What a wonderful article that I have read after quite long! I can’t resist to share it.

(source: http://islamicinsights.com/news/community-affairs/being-an-aunt-for-a-week.html)

Being an Aunt for a Week

Monday, 22 March 2010 23:18 Masooma Hydary


http://islamicinsights.com/images/stories/aunt_for_a_week_hydary.jpgI couldn't believe it. The moment had finally arrived. What my sister was carrying in her womb for the past nine months was about to make a transformation from inside her body to the actual reality of the Dunya. A baby, with 10 little fingers, 10 little toes, perfect eyebrows and eyelashes, soft hair, and chubby cheeks was going to co-exist with the rest of us as it made its entrance into our lives, into the existence of this world. Yes, it happens every day. A new baby is born every minute. Yet, why was I stuck and frozen in time, in disbelief, overwhelmed and trying to comprehend the magnificence of this incredible miracle? I couldn't breathe. How can I, a mere human being with basic knowledge and understanding of the world and its reality, witness such an outrageous event? Did anyone else feel this way? Does everyone realize what's happening, that pure tiny little creation of God was making its way into the world. It lived in its home inside the womb for so long, grew from a tiny precious egg into a full form little human? SubhanAllah. How is that we live our lives every day and not reflect enough on creation?Allah is Great!

The most interaction I had with little babies was at the center. I watched aunties as they attempted calming down their crying babies during the majlis so as not to interrupt the speaker. Once in a while, I exchanged a smile with a little Ali, or a little Fatima, or a little nameless infant at the center. However, all of this was a distant observation, a distant relationship with these tiny little beings. I never thought that one day I would myself be holding one, especially during its first initial stage of life – birth.

It was 2:26 AM when we were informed that my nephew took his first breath. I was relieved that everything went well, due to the grace of Allah. I was too tired to think anymore. The nurse, along with my brother-in-law, suddenly passed us by in the waiting room with my little nephew. We followed them into the room. I was overwhelmed with gratitude, amazement, and exhaustion all at the same time. As I am about to exit the room, my brother in law says: "Have you had a chance to hold him yet?" I reply, "No, not yet – but don't worry, that's okay." Secretly, I think to myself, good lord, that baby is so precious and so delicate, I don't want to break it or mess it up so soon. My brother-in-law insists, "No, really, Masooma, go ahead – hold him for a second." I'm about to prepare another excuse and objection when, all of a sudden, my brother-in-law settles his tiny little body onto me, and before I knew it, I was holding the most precious, delicate, and fragile being I have ever witnessed.

Tears. A rush of tears began streaming down my cheekbones. I couldn't control myself. All I could think was: Glory be to the Creator, truly, Glory be to Him who made this tiny creation! SubhanAllah, SubhanAllah. "Are you okay?" Yes, sorry. I returned the bundle of joy back to his parents. My sister sat watching me with amusement. I glanced over at her and said, "I can't believe he's really here," as we exchanged smiles. I am reminded of what Allah says in verses 12-14 of Sura Muminoon of the Holy Qur'an: "Verily We created man from an extract of clay. Then We made him of a sperm, in a firm resting place; Then We made the sperm into a clot, then We made the clot into a lump of flesh, then We made in the lump of flesh bones, then We clothed the bones with flesh; thereafter We caused it to grow into another creation; so blessed be Allah, the best of creators."

During the long wait, my sister was in labor for several hours. We were anxious, worried, confused, excited, with a mix of emotions rushing through our veins. We were expecting the unexpected. Sure, all the gifts from Babies'R'Us registry came already, but I thought to myself: this final call is Allah's. We can prepare and plan however much we can, but the time of birth, the method of birth, the birth itself is all Allah's choice. He measures everything through His brilliance. As humans, we get caught up in planning every act of life – and while our patience was wearing thin in that waiting room, I realized the more we waited, the more we would appreciate this blessing and thanked Allah. Doubts and worries did cross my mind, but the comfort of the Holy Qur'an soothed these concerns. I was reminded how Surah Maryam is constantly mentioned to be recited during pregnancy for a safe delivery. I wonder why that Surah specifically and began reading its translation. I dwelled on these couple of verses where Allah comforts Lady Maryam with the following: "The birth-pangs led her to the trunk of a palm-tree. 'Would that I had died before this,' she said, 'and had been a thing forgotten, lost in oblivion!' Then (a voice) called her from beneath her: 'Do not grieve; verily, your Lord has made a river flow right below you. Shake the trunk of the palm-tree towards yourself – it will drop fresh and ripe dates on you.' O my Lord, do not leave me alone (childless), though You are the best of inheritors."

I was reminded and inspired by the piety, the patience, and the reliance and trust in Allah that Lady Maryam carried. Even during a time when the community targeted her with accusations and rumors dispersed across town, never once did she flinch in her faith. She rested her strength, trust, and reliance completely on Allah. When in trouble, she called on Him and He answered her, He helped her, He assisted her and told Her not to grieve, for He was the Sustainer. This example gave me strength at the intense moments of delivery. If Allah clearly shows us in the Holy Qur'an how powerful it is to do du'a and how He answers the call of a supplicant, then how can we not trust in Him? It was with time – and patience – that we would soon await a healthy baby, insha'Allah. I went back to my sister and saw her in much pain. However, I calmed her and reminded her in my own words what I had read in the Qur'an in Sura Ra'ad, verse 8, where Allah says: "Allah knows what every female bears, and that which the wombs fall short (of completion) and that which they exceed. And everything with Him is measured." My sister, additionally, gave me inspiration. She was so strong. Despite being in so much pain, she kept reciting salawats, she kept whispering prayers and calling upon Allah's help. I realized she did not even need that reminder for her strength was admirable in its own dimension.

What began to be days turned into a week following the birth of my little nephew. He has been nothing but a blessing into our lives. After running a day of errands or remembering my stressful list of things to do, I set my thoughts aside and imagine the smiling face of my nephew. I am eager to reach back home and hold the little gift in my hands, once again. My stress is relieved. My problems are gone. My troubles disappear as I simply glance at his face, a pure, innocent, sinless, and gorgeous creation. I hum into his ears the Salawat, I begin to recite Ayatul Kursi. More importantly, I begin to reflect. I cannot believe that each and every single one of us – the president of every nation, the father of every scientific discovery, the teacher at schools, the engineers at work, the scholars in Qom, the grandmothers and great-grandmothers – was once upon a time 10 tiny little fingers, 10 tiny little toes. We were all babies. We were all helpless. We were all in need of Allah's Mercy, in need of Allah's Sustenance, in need of Allah at every moment, every breath, every circulation of blood flow in our bodies. We needed Him, and we still need Him. And, even more mind-blowing, we were nothing before until He created us. Nothing. Non-existent. No identity, no name, no personality. Yet, because of His Love, His blessings, and His mercy, we grew up to be who we are today. We were showered with love, with kindness, with caution and care and the mercy of parents and family.

Moreover, I began to think that my little nephew will one day be an adult with a certain character, a certain identity, a persona. Now, it was up to his parents, relatives, his surroundings, environment, and teachings to help develop him and guide him and shape him into a personality that will be unique. Yet, I was fearful. He was not even my child, but I realized the great responsibility that lay upon our family in being the teachers, the guides, the ones committed to shaping our nephew into a pious, well-behaved servant of Allah. How can we take upon such a huge task? I silently whisper for Allah's help in the great work that lies ahead of us all. One small slip, lack of guidance, the wrong exposure and the dangers of society could stain the pure innocence of a child. He can grow up to be a humble servant of Allah or, God forbid, one who denies His creator who gave Him everything from day one.

In Sura Aal Imraan, verse 38, we are taught a supplication: "O Lord, bestow on me a goodly offspring from You; verily, You are the hearer of prayer." And Sura Furqan, verse 74, reminds us to pray: "O Our Lord, grant us out of our wives and our offspring that which cheers our eyes, and make us imams of those who safeguard themselves against evil." And it is these verses that remind me the purpose of procreation, that remind me why it is such a blessing to be gifted with a child and the great responsibility that comes with it. If we forget the purpose of creation, the purpose of raising a child in the mix of all the laughter and tears that overwhelm us, then we have forgotten Allah. We are reminded to ask Allah to please make this child one that brings pleasure to our eyes and one who obeys Him and guards against evil. Subhan'Allah, what better du'a! In essence, it reminds us not only of the purpose of this infant but all of humanity – to serve our Creator. I am reminded of this when my sister had officially gone into labor. I researched du'as for a safe delivery and couldn't help but reflect the beauty of their translations. One of them which stood out to me was a verse from Surah Ali Imran (verse 35) that said, "When (Hannah) the wife of Imran said: 'My Lord, verily I have vowed to You that whatever is in my womb to be (exclusively) dedicated (to Your service).'" It was at that moment that I smiled to myself and thought, wow, what a beautiful and amazing experience. How lucky are we to make du'a to Allah to not only let us serve Him with utmost commitment, but allow the existence of a new creation being formed in our wombs be dedicated exclusively to His service. I prayed this for my nephew and remembered how blessed we were.

I am also overwhelmed by the beauty of the du'a that a husband recites: "O my Allah, in Your name I have lawfully taken her (as my wife) and I have appropriated and treated her (as) Your bounty entrusted to me, so if You decide to put a child in her womb, please make (this child) submissive, blessed, intelligent, and do not let Shaytan be one of the two therein, and let him not plant (himself with the child)." It is through this sincere supplication that we can become anything near to producing a pious child and implementing excellent parenting. What boggles me more is that each of us has experienced this. We have all gone through the stages of development, complained with our cries to our mothers who comforted us with their soft voices, who wiped our tears, who changed our diapers, who stayed up in the middle of the night to make sure we were secure. My Allah, I cannot thank You enough for this kindness. I cannot thank You enough for letting me be one so blessed with such a loving family, with a support system, and for not neglecting me for even one second without the proper resources and blessings of a child. Today, I wake up in the morning and I am ever more grateful to see the shining face of my mother. Alhamdulillah, I whisper to myself. I thank Allah for blessing me with parents that took care of me from my infancy.

It had only been two nights since my nephew entered the world. I spent a night near my sister and nephew and can promise that I did not sleep until 4 AM that night, waking up again at 6AM. Yet, I wasn't even the mother. Undertaking the responsibility of motherhood is in my eyes one of the most pious acts a human can ever perform, especially while being constantly thankful and patient toward Allah. I am amazed. I am amazed at my sister's dedication, at her unconditional love, at her sleep cycle that involves little to no sleep. I am overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed at the responsibility of feeding your baby every few hours, of consoling his cries, of changing his diapers, of responding to his every need. I am overwhelmed, but with gratitude and amazement. I now understand why the hadith says that heaven is under a mother's feet. What our mothers have done for us, none of us can repay. Thank you Allah, and thank you to all the mothers, all the grandmothers, and all those who undertook the responsibility of children, for the sleepless nights, the constant care and love, and sometimes with not even one baby, but with three, four, or five.

Imam Ali (peace be upon him) in a du'a calls onto the Creator: "O He who creates life from life, O He who brings out life from life, O He who delivers life from life, deliver (the child from the womb)." The essence of this du'a brings into context that no one suffices us other than the Powerful Creator, the one who holds the keys to every single thing! He is the Mighty who creates one life from another life and brings about existence. From this we can truly understand why Allah is worthy of praise in every moment of our lives.

I have come to learn to love the Ahlul Bayt (peace be upon him) even more through the experience of being a Khala. I have found that they have laid for us the foundation for calling to Allah in every measure, in every instance, and every situation. My research has proven that they have blessed us with du'as for increase in breast milk, du'a for Aqiqah, du'a for circumcision, du'a for comfort, and du'as for an obedient child. Moreover, Sahifa Kamila provides us with the eloquence of du'a for children and du'a for parents. The words of Imam Zainul Abideen (peace be upon him) humble us before Allah and remind us of these blessings in the most beautiful and eloquent manner. The Ahlul Bayt have given us the perfect framework and guidelines to call upon Allah's help in every stage and area of life. We, as believers and followers of the Holy Prophet and his Progeny, are more than blessed – we are honored! We have the ability to open the Qur'an and use the narrations of these pure Infallibles to get us through every experience in life. And moreover, to help us reflect on creation, the purpose of life, and be ever more thankful.

May Allah bless every believer to be armed with the weapon of du'a in times of distress, bless us with the miracle of experiencing birth, and encouraging one another to be grateful to Him for this incredible event in our lives, and lastly, to serve not only Allah but also his Proof, the Imam of our time (may Allah hasten his reappearance). I pray we are all able to succeed in our trust in Allah and His plans and continuously strive to remember Him in every event of our lives. The past week has proven to teach me invaluable lessons: contemplation and a new sense of appreciation for the Creator, His creation, the mercy of parents and children, and especially the honor and purpose of existing. Alhamdulillah.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Namaz at the Arbaeen procession

Aza Ka Farsh Bichchao
Magar Namaz Kay Baad

Arba'een procession with specific entry points with tight security

The security is strict - as was the case with the Ashura procession. Specific entry points are designated where scouts are searching every person entering the juluus.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Al-Musta'id! (Be Prepared!)

Lovely to see scouts formation at the Main Arba'een Procession 1431 hijri at Karachi. A true depiction of the scouts slogan "Al-Musta'id" - because they know they are the front boundary to any disturbing intervention to the procession.

Start of Arba'een Procession with Hadi, Qafila bani Asad and the Symbolic Flag of Abul Fazl-il-Abbas!

Arba'een (arabic: 'Forty', urdu: 'Chaleeswan') marks the forty days of Imam Husain's (a.s.) martyrdom alongwith family and friends at Karbala.

Hadi is a dear friend and a very active member of Anjuman-e-Sajjadia (Ehlian-e-Riyasat Mehmoodabad - Awadh), and they join the main Arba'een procession as a group of Qafila Bani Asad.

Recitation of Ziyarat-e-Arba'een is very important for today.

Monday, January 18, 2010

I didn't give you the gift of life

A poem from someone who adopted a child:-

 

I didn't give you the gift of life
but in my heart I know
The love I feel is deep and real
As if it had been so.
For us to have each other
Is like a dream come true
No, I didn't give you
The gift of Life
Life gave me the gift of you. .......................... Anonymous

 

http://www.pakistanadoption.com/lifeafteradoption.htm

 

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Deja vu

There are times when you don't have enough vocabulary to explain what's inside. Or maybe there is nothing to explain - causing us to think of lack of vocabulary.

5:50 pm - 16th January 2009. At university of Karachi. Performing a very slow walk. Bas - that's it...

Friday, January 15, 2010

Aminah's Kitchen

I ordered lunch from Aminah's kitchen today - it was home cooked food. I doubted about the packing, but it was good! The home cooked chapatis were wrapped in fod grade plastic wrapper and the salan, daal and salad was in polyethene bag (food grade - commonly used for milk parcels).

The most important thing is the cost. Two chapatis, enough aalu qeema, enough lobia daal, and salad - in a paper box (neat one!) - all this costed only 90! I recommended it to my fellow colleagues sitting at the cafeteria! :)

they can be contacted on 0300-2665948 or tiffin@razahasan.com

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Namaz-e-Wehshat, contact for request

Standing at Masjid in Ancholi, I just read a notice for people who want Namaz e Wehshat to be recited for their demised ones, they can contact 03008222422 (international number: +923008222422).
*A public service messge*