A simple, yet beautiful lesson..

Whenever the Prophet’s (pbuh) followers reaped their first harvest, they brought early, fresh fruits to him. Then he would distribute them among those who sat around him.

One morning, a poor man brought one fruit from his small farm and gave it to the Prophet..

The Prophet (pbuh) accepted the gift, tasted it and then went on eating it alone while the companions watched.

One of those present meekly said,
“O Prophet of Allah, have you overlooked the right of those who watch while you eat?”

The Prophet (pbuh) smiled and waited till the man who had brought the fruit had gone. Then he said,
“I tasted the fruit and it was not yet ripe. Had I allowed you to have some of it, someone would have definitely shown his distaste, thus disappointing the poor man who brought this gift. Rather than make him feel bitter, I accepted the bitterness.”

(Source: http://www.qisas.com/)

Sleeping Beauties..

Now they’re taking your women..

What you gonna do about it?

Aafia Siddiqui was born in Karachi, Pakistan, on March 2, 1972. She was one of three children of Mohammad Siddiqui, a doctor trained in England, and Ismet. She is a mother of three.

Raised in America, Aafia has a degree in Biology from the world famous MIT as well as a PhD in Neuro-Science.

Aafia was then accused of being the top Al Qaeda expert in BioChemical weapons. She was also accused of exploiting the diamond trade in Africa in order to fund Al Qaeda.

Her Professor says of her, “There is no way Aafia could create any kind of chemical weapon with the knowledge that she had”.

In Karachi airport, where she had been going to visit her uncle, she and her three children were surrounded by members of several intelligence agencies and taken into custody.

A week later, US and Pakistan authorities issued a statement saying they’ve arrested Aafia Siddiqui.

Two weeks later, US and Pakistan authorities issued statements that they have no idea where she or her children are.

A motorcyclist appeared at her mother’s house and told her mother that if she kicks up a fuss about the disappearance of Aafia, she will never see her grandchildren again.

To this day, Aafia has not been seen nor heard from.


We are the sleeping beauties. We have the beautiful gift of Islam within us but we do not care for our brothers and sisters around the world and even in our own backyard. So that beauty lies dormant; asleep.

Now they are taking our women.. how long before we wake up?

Let's just make sure it is before they come knocking on our doors, because by then it will be too late. And then we will be asking the question, "Why does nobody help us?"

More about Aafia:

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Shame..

Got back from umrah two days ago alhumdulilah and here I am.

And all me hair's gone!

I could probably talk about a million and one things but that would take too long and I’m far too lazy.

But one thing sticks in my mind and that’s when I went to give salaam to the Prophet (Peace be upon him). You know, you go there and you know more or less what to expect as I’ve been there before. But as I approached his blessed grave, it hit me. I realised where I was coming to and into whose presence. It was then that an overwhelming feeling of shame came over me and I broke down into tears.

I realised how unworthy I was of being in the presence of the greatest of creation. All of my sins came to the forefront of my mind and I realised how much I had let him down. I remembered the long nights he used to pray into the night for his ummah and the way in which I had repaid him.

People ask if it’s the same every time you go to Makkah or Madina, and the answer is simply no. For me it forces me to look at all my deeds and to realise just how little I’ve done and its insignificance.

After that episode, I just sat down in Masjid Nabawi and pondered what to do next.

Now I want to go back.