After the demise of our Beloved Messenger (blessings and peace be upon him) the venerable Bilal (may Allah be well pleased with him) felt quite forlorn. He would go round the streets of Madina saying: O people! Have you seen the Messenger of Allah anywhere? Show me too if you have seen him. In discomfort of love he left Madina and went to Halab in Syria. Six months passed when he saw the Beloved Messenger (blessings and peace be upon him) in dream. The Messenger of Allah (blessings and peace be upon him) said: 'O Bilal! You have stopped visiting us. Don't you want to meet us?'

When he woke up, the remembrance surged so passionately that the next moment he was on the camel back riding fast towards Madina chanting: labbaika ya Rasul Allah! (O Messenger of Allah! The slave is coming.)

Did you ever have a time where you wanted to have a lot of friends? Like say wayy back when you were mere teenagers (ok I said that on purpose - cheesy grinnO).

Seriously though when MSN first came out (well became popular) and you had like your entire year added because, well why? I remember that time, I had people I didn’t really talk to on there, I had people I didn’t necessarily like on there – and why? Well I don’t actually know.

You, you're not aware
That we're aware
Of your despair
Don't show your tears
To your oppressor
Don't show your tears

CHORUS:
Try not to cry little one
You're not alone
I'll stand by you
Try not to cry little one
My heart is your stone
I'll throw with you

Isam:
'Ayn Jalut where David slew Goliath
This very same place that we be at
Passing through the sands of times
This land's been the victim of countless crimes
From Crusaders and Mongols
To the present aggression
Then the Franks, now even a crueller oppression
If these walls could speak,
Imagine what would they say

For me in this path that I walk on
There's only one way
Bullets may kill, bones may break
Still I throw stones like David before me and I say

CHORUS

You, you're not aware

She looked at the dreaded door of the room at the end of the corridor..walking towards it reluctantly, she pushed it open, waiting for the door to stick onto the door stopper and reveal the whole abomination.

Walking in, she found her closest friend, Jacket, hanged at the back of the door. And lying there, suffocated, was her second in command, SideBag, he has succumbed to the quickclothes.

Well I’ve mentioned them a few times and as I’ve said (somewhere) they deserve a whole post.

I love them sooo much - my nephews that is (although I have found them taking advantage of my not-so-strict-aunt like self. Note: be fun but firm – ahem that’s easy enough to say but how do you do it? Gosh)

Anyway I have two nephews, the first is aged two and three months (or so) and the second is going to be one next month. They are brothers by the way, and are the kids of the sister that says that I talk excessively.

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nb I don't wear underwear on the outside of my clothes either. Atleast not intentionally.

Hello

This is so going to be a quick one (I know I say that a lot and it doesn’t ever happen but today I’m counting on it).

My sister put the yum-yums to bed and came in my room (I was on The Revival – I think I need to get out more.. not that there’s anything wrong with this site, just that I do actually spend a lot of time on here) So I said: ‘let’s search [online] for something together’.

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In The Name Of Allah,
the most Beneficent, the most Gracious, the most Merciful!
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Rasulullah S.A.W. said, 'Jannat lies under the feet of your mother.'

Rasulullah S.A.W. said, 'If you read the kalima with conviction just once, Jannah becomes upon you.'

Rasulullah S.A.W. said, 'A women who reveals her body or even wears tight fitting clothes wont come within 500 years of the smell of Jannah.'

Rasulullah S.A.W. said, 'The dust which settles on a man while he is out in the path of Allah; not only the fire, but the smoke of Jahannam is haraam for those parts of the body.'

Rasulullah S.A.W. said, 'I only curse 3 types of people;

1. Those people who do not look after their parents when they are in old age.