United.... winners or losers... you make us proud! 😃

“You are the best of the nation raised up for mankind because you enjoin what

is right and forbid the wrong.” [TMQ Ale-Imran: 110]

Allah tells us in this verse of the Qur’an that we are the best

nation raised up from mankind. When many people look

to the reality of the Muslims today and in particular the

reality of the Muslim youth in the West, they think to themselves,

‘how can these people be the best people raised from mankind?’When

they see the Muslim youth involved in gang culture and drug culture,

they can’t see the difference between them and the non-Muslim youth

in society.

We need to look to how the Muslim youth in the past used to be

leaders, not followers of the Kuffar as some of the youth have become

we should strive to set ourselves daily religious targets.

even if its just half a page or even less of Quran for example.

if we forget or fall asleep then...

Messenger of Allah (PBUH) said, “Should anyone fall asleep at night and fail to recite his portion of the Qur’an, or a part of it, if he recites it between the Fajr prayer (The Prayer at dawn) and the Zuhr (The Prayer at noon) prayer, it will be recorded for him as though he had recited it during the night”.

[Muslim].

Let's do it!!

or as the Jap say: Gambattero!

I see you Mother, I see your face

I see the pain Mother, I see your eyes

I see the grief Mother...

Your words tell all, the slight tremble

That sit upon your lips

Your gaze, a mirror to your soul

Ravaged, in tatters

A keening cry

You sit with a soulless look

You smile, you lie to me

You lie to us all

Where is the pain Mother?

Why hide it, why hide at all

Underneath the shroud of strength

Bitter turmoil

I don’t need your smiles Mother, I want to see pain

I don’t need your consolation

I don’t want your words

I want your pain

That I may share with you

Why hide Mother?

There was a merchant in Baghdad, who sent his servant to the market to buy provisions and a little while later the servant came back, white and trembling.

He said "Master, just now when I was in the market place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture. Now please lend me your horse and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samara and there death will not find me."

My second cousons grandad just past away this afternoon so can everyone Please make dua for him and his family

Jazakallah khairun

A desire for insanity compels to me

Whispering promises of bliss

A yearning of longing wells within

And I falter

I wish, I pray

The unknown to become the known

I shall fly on the wings of madness

I shall be obliged to hold hands with death

I shall laugh in merriment

Barefoot, bare soul

I shall drop

In to the abyss of nothingness

I shall be free of the forced compulsion

Excused of the horror of obligations

And I shall know no more.

...

Yet I am too weak to embrace the loving touch

Of Freedom

From my sorrows.

Have you ever heard birds tweeting at 4am in the morning and thought ... booooooo?

This poem is written in the memorial of my father, who embraced my love of writing and encouraged me to go further, who passed away recently from lung cancer - 2nd May 2011.

You

Taught me

To smile, to laugh, to rejoice

You

Taught me

The meaning of life, the way of life, to be the best in life

I loved

You

Who loved me back

I stumbled I fell

Insistently picked up, I was

Questions asked

Questions answered

No frown marred that beautiful face of yours

The day came, where they whispered

How you would perish

We fought

We cried, bitter tears

Hope was renewed

Time and time again

You grieved, we grieved

Different reasons

The pain you were in, did we mourn

The pain we were in, did you mourn

Role reversal and we scolded

Ashamed, not I