A smoothy like no other - Mashaa'Allah ~~

One brother sent me this recitation. I loved it and thought about sharing it with you. ^_^
Mashaa´Allah.. A very smooth voice!
A recitation of Surah Al-alaq by the so young boy Ahmad Sa'üd.

La Última Parte: Commitment Push

Salaamu Äleykumu warahmatullahi wabarakaatuhu,

Deeply sorry. I always make you wait longer than I predict, always promise you a sooner post and I break my promise ~~ Anyway no reproaches this time ~~ Here is La Última Parte de mí commitment --

The push to commitment was something basically different. It was not a friend, nor a singing competition, nor even the holy book. Actually, I’m right a human being with a very weak immune system so I often fall sick. I’d had a terrible psychic illness. I had undergone an aphony of 13 days. It was not the first time, perhaps the fifth. But it was the first time that it lasted that long. 13 days without a single word out, 13 days with a paper and a pen carried out, 13 days with my head dug into my shoulders, 13 days running through a speech therapy.. !

But this speech therapy didn't stop at 13 ~ I wished it had stopped right there ~ I had to go through many physical exercices.. For sure that I had to take some medicine and it has always been the same tablets. But this time -like no other- it went diffrently!

I refused to take any more medicine, I was obliged anyway to attend the speech therapy sessions though. They were paying loads of money on that, hoping that it would bring my voice back. I remember very well my so first session. It was terrible. The therapist asked me to pronounce some letters on a microphone linked to a software. I did but it was horrible, no sound came out for sure. And the so weird thing, the magnectic spectrum of the software has only detected the air, the spectrum has not reached the level of a vocal sound. I was amazed and so was the orthophonist. I couldn't help myself crying and I bursted out in front of the therapist. I have been consoled but that couldn't help much. Was a cold comfort.

I started bi fadlin min rabbi -within Allah's help- performing night prayer. And then I would stay a long time supplicating to Allah and crying so that I wouldn't be dumb all my lifetime. Subhana'Allah once I'm in, I felt great spiritualities while prostrating and to my surprise I could stay a longer time laying my head on the ground, thing that I was not used to.

I felt it was the first time I ever prayed. I felt a great peace coming withing myself. Praise and glory be to Allah, I just felt then what submitting to the Owner of Dunya and Âkhira means :) And yet not living aimlessly as I used to before. As Allah s.w.t. says in Sûrah Al-mu'minûn: "Afahasibtum annama khalaqnâkum äbathan wa annakum ilayna lâ turja'üun" which would mean in English "Did you then think that We had created you in jest, and that you would not be brought back to Us (for account)?" Indeed, we certainly would.

One of us, once he is into Islam commitment, would understand the true meaning of Lâ ilâha illa llah, the true meaning of this dunya, as a way, as a bridge to the Âkhira. But this bridge has to be well built with massive pillars and bricks, not willy-nilly, but for the sake of the One God!

Back to me, all praise due to Allah, I didn't cut off performing night prayer. And then I felt that I was getting over. I started having a vocal loss which is less serious than an aphony. Day by day within supplicating to Allah, I felt fine. The more closer I got to the All-Mighty, the happier and the healthier I was. After few days, I guess the seventieth day I got my voice back hamdanlillah. Although, as everytime I lose my voice and have it back again, I don't get over it all at once.. I often have troubles speaking and spend many days talking slowly and softly later on.. Sometimes articulating.

Verily, I learnt many things from this traumatic experience. I learnt that the one of us wouldn't feel the blessing Allah granted him until he loses it. And so did I, I didn't feel the blessing of speaking till the time I lost completely my voice and felt awfully bad seeing myself dumb among other people talking. I learnt that I know nothing about my deen and headed forward to learn every single thing about it. I learnt that the key to success is itself the key to Jannah. I learnt that the welfare, the paradise itself- cannot be won with easiness. One has to struggle to reach it.

As our Beloved Prophet Muhammad salla Allahu älayhi wa sallam didn't encounter spreading roads full of flowers and jasmine in the way of his da'wa, but people throwing stones, making labels and firing back, we have to be patient as he was and follow his steps in each move he had once made :)

Into such circumstances, Allah didn’t order his prophet to fight against them calling them names or so on as they did but to.. You’ll discover that in the following verses of Sûrah Al-Muzzammil:

Bismillahi ‘rahmâni 'rahîm () Yâ ayyuha lmuzzammil (1) Qumi ‘llayla illa qalila (2) Nisfahu awinquss minhu qalila (3) Aw zid älayhi wa rattili lqur’âna tartîla (4) Inna sanulqi älayka qawlan thaqîla (5) Inna nâshi’ata ‘llayli hiya ashaddu wat’an wa aqwamu qîla (6) Inna laka fi ‘nahari sabhan tawîla (7) Wa thkuri smarabbika wa tabattal ilayhi tabtîla (8) Rabbu lmashriqi wal maghribi lâ ilâha illa huwa fattakhidhu wakîla (9) Wa sbir äla mâ yaqûlûna wa hjurhum hajran jamîla (10) Wa dharni wal mukadhibîna ûli ‘ni’ïmati wa mahhilhum qalîla (11)

Which would mean in English: In the name of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful () O thou folded in garments (1) Stand to prayer by night, but not all night (2) Half of it, or a little less (3) Or a little more, and recite the qur’aan in slow, measured rhythmic tones (4) Soon shall we send down to thee a weighty message (5) Truly the rising by night is most potent for governing the soul, and most suitable for framing the word of prayer and praise (6) True there is for thee by day prolonged occupation with ordinary duties (7) But keep in remembrance the name of thy Lord and devote thyself to Him whole-heartedly (8) Lord of the East and the West: there is no god but He: take Him therefore for disposer of Affairs (9) And have patience with what they say, and leave them with noble dignity (10) And leave Me alone to deal with those in possession of the good things n life, who yet deny the truth; and bear with them for a little while (11)

And alhamdulillah so have I done, but without knowing these verses; Subhana´Allah that was a true guidance from Al-Hâdi. And since then, I never cut off qiyâmulayl and started digging deep into my deen and got myself engaged into Islam commitment, glory be to Allah :) This is the end of the push. But as you know, everyone who walks on this path, has to go through various trials and tests. I'm in and I'm overcoming all of that. Because that's how a person can get accepted by Allah s.w.t.

May Allah have mercy on us for Him the Merciful, grant us the pardon of all our sins, grant us Jannatulfirdauss and enroll us among the righteous people in the Doom's Day. Ameen.

One and Only One Word Can Describe it AMAZING!

Salaamu äleykumu warahmatullahi wabarakaatuhu,

Actually this is a story that I heard yesterday, while listenin to a sheikh from syria! I don't recall his name but he's very famous. His lectures are mostly regarding Äqeeda. I loved it so much and I wanted to share it with my dear brothers and sisters.

He narrated a story of a woman, a good worshiper in the time of rasulullah salla llahu älayhi wa sallam.
So one day, this woman woke up at night and performed wudu' (ablutions), then prayed qiyam layl (night prayer). After that, she began making du'a.

She said "O Allah I'm asking you with your love to me that you forgive me and have mercy on me and grant me from your bounties".
But while she was making du'a a man passed by her house and accidently heard what she was saying. He was really dumbfounded.

So when she was done, he told her "wayhaki ya mra'a" which means "Oh you lady, shame on you" he carried on saying "this is a non-respectful way to supplicate Allah! You should instead say O Allah I'm asking you by my love to you not your love to me, to forgive me and have mercy on me and grant me from your bounties".

You know what she replied..?

She told him "if He -the Almighty- didn't love me He would not have waken me up at this hour, if He didn't love me He would not have let me stand by His hands, if He didn't love me He would not have let me speak these words"


Such a beautiful story!

Maashaa'Allah, whispering words of wisdom. The Ummah is missing such people nowadays.
O Allah do not astray our hearts after you have guided them and grant us from your mercy, for You the Grantor of All Bounties. Ameen.

La Tercera Parte: The So-Turnin' Point

Salaamu äleykumu warahmatullahi,

Apologies to my dear brothers and sisters, been cut off blogger for a while and I've been up to my eyeballs in one file research, so I couldn't make it that early. Anyways here is the third part ~~

..Until the time I Met Shadab, an Indian young man living in Singapore. I met him on Youtube, cause I used to post me-singing videos on there. He was only preaching and he came across a heedless girl Subhana’Allah. As he used to tell me that he'd been watching my videos a lot and seen into my eyes the brightness of Imaan. Dont actually know how he had noticed that but he had been so caring and sending me messages frequently saying that music is prohibited in islam and that I have to stop doing this cause it's an affliction (fitna). However, frankly speaking I was like firing back saying that music can not be haram and so on and it's a personal choice, one should not stick his nose into others convictions. But even though, we built together an amazing friendship. We used to recite Qur'aan together, he used to tell me about what islam commitment is like in Singapore and so on, I no doubt didn't know what's islam commitment is but he actually gave me that push to knock up the islamic teachings door. We have been sharing many things up-to-the-minute :)

Alhamdulillah he taught me many things regarding islam even if he's not an arabic native speaker. I must confess that I was ashamed sometimes cause I used to make mistakes while reciting Qur'aan while he never did. Several years between us, but my maturity helped me a lot into making righteous friends all Praise be to Allah. What more can I say about him, yeah, each time he attends scholars gatherings he shares with me what he learnt and each time he goes out for Dawah in outside country he brings out morals and lessons to me. Mashaa'Allah very good Muslim. May Allah grant him Jannah.

Well, there were many reasons that made my faith bolstered. Actually my booster was another friend that I had known for almost 3 years. This one is a morrocan guy living in Malaysia. Not that religious but he has been the first one sending me Qur'aan and he sent me Surah Yusuf. I liked the chapter and the story of our prophet Yusuf peace be upon him big time. It was recited with a soft smooth voice, and especially that the reciter had that amazing cadence which goes up and down according to the events of the story. Subhan'Allah I used to listen to it everyday. Is the chapter I liked most in Qur'aan. Then I had been asking him for more actually. And that is how I started to love Qur'aan.. Kalaamu Rabbi :)

As the companion of Rasulullah Ibnu Mas'üd may Allah be pleased with him, used to kiss the Qur'aan and put it on his eyes and say "Kalaamu Rabbi, Kalaamu Rabbi".. Just brings tears to my eyes each time I remember this. Maa Shaa' Allah :)

However the real booster was a competition that took place in my high school and I've been chosen to do some religious chanties. And there I met one righteous guy, we have been talking up the hijaab. I didn't know him that much but basically the non-virtual contact with him made that scrum soar, Alhamdulillah. I spent like one month in research reading the sayings of the fourth Scholars regarding the islamic veil and then I wouldn't say that I convinced myself but I would say I did make my mind up and surprised everyone and put on hijaab. No one believed me at the beginning and I got teased, the first to do such a thing among the relatives Hamdanlillah. My brother Shadab was very happy when I told him about it, he has been urging me to wear on the veil and he truly wanted me to make it long while ago at that time.

But hey, my hijaab wasn't done at the proper way at first, um would be jeans with some quite long shirts. Anyway, good start ;) I'm cheering myself up!

That was only the first push to flee the so-steeped-in-blind-belief world I was living in.
The push to the Commitment is coming up in few days.. ;)

To Be Continued...

Bayramin Mubarek Olsun

May Every Blossom In The Garden Of Life..
Brighten Your Eid With Joy..
And Fill Your Days With The Sweet..
Fragrance Of Happiness.. :)

Drink To The Prophet

Salâmu Allahi Äleykum

Just read this poem written by Muhammad Abu-Talib may his soul rest in peace, and I was fascinated by its honest-to-goodness! It is just so real and so true that I was rather taken aback by its beauty, honestly!
I have many things in common with this artist. Same native city, same languages we speak, same things we make, same ironical tones in what we write.. Suhbanal Malik! :)

Felt really blissful finding one with whom I share many goodies but he already quit this world to be in the barzakh one :)
Here the poem reads;

On the Prophet’s image I saw them stomp,
Laughing, brawling , mocking, in all the pomp.

“Ramadan belongs to no modern world
“In which the rocket replaced the sword.”

Cocktail parties shook our festive customs;
Alien habits invaded thoughts and homes.

“Whisky alone- no ice,” the Muslim ordered.
The Christian neighbour looked and pondered:

“An Oulmes for me , doctor’s orders,
“The rest gives nothing but stomach ulcers.”

Round and round …popcorns , peanuts and chips…
Till heathen words conquered tongues and lips.

“Gin-tonic!” Another fasting believer.
“Coca-cola!” Another rotten kafer.

“Dinner’s served !” Announced hostess to her guests.
“Wine for grown-ups, milk for children and pets.”

“More rosé for me!” _ a women Muslim.
“More white wine for me !” begged another Muslim.

“Pure water for me!” insisted one pagan.
“More natural juice !” requested another Christian.

“Tell me …” started the Muslim’s neighbour .
“I know what you’d like to know,” interrupted with fervour

The fasting-drinking-pork-eating Muslim ,
“ ‘Why drink in fasting time while a Muslim?’”

“’ Cause I do as I please !’ Cause all is false.
“Religion’s for the old and the poor folks.

“ Practice hypocrisy when faith’s inside?
“ Were the Prophet here he’d surely not mind!”

The listener smiled, lifted his glass to toast
As if he’d won a game of which to boast:

“ Here’s to you and your Prophet’s tolerance!”
“ Here's to you and my selfish ignorance!”

Muhammad Abu-Talib ( 1930 _ 2000)

La Segunda Parte: B-Being Life

Salaamu Äleykumu Warahmatullah,

Well some of you would certainly say that I'm not really sure about what I'mma write right now cause it's something related to the past so I can hardly remember what occured to let me get into this engagement.
No, no, no.. Ask every heedless after his guidance and he would just dive deep into the most banal details to tell you about his story. Feel like I'm being in a hostile world while writing this. Oh yea and I remeber the saying of our Prophet Muhammad peace and blessings be upon; " Islam started stangely and it will go back to be strange, so good tidings for the strangers" Sahih MUSLIM, Book 001 Number 0270 What this hadeeth has to do here? -I'd ask myself- Perhaps cause I feel really strange after my commitment. Yeah true!

Well, I used to be that wise hard-working girl, loved by all the teachers.Very respectful in terms of conduct. Teachers used to tell me that I don't really enjoy my childhood as other kids or teenagers do. Therefore, my classmates used to call me Mummy and rush to me each time they got into troubles. However my thoughts were as stiff as a ramrod, my way of dressing wasn't proper regarding the islamic teachings. I used to wear tight jeans, short-short shirts (Um.. My tummy would be showing sometimes o_O), up to knees skirts.. Well I would be kind of an anorak going through all sorts of clothes I used to wear. Briefly saying -shape's showing- clothes. Oh yes, I used to go to the beach, swimming pools and so on..

You'd ask me why they dare wearing a swiming costume on the beach and cover up in other places. Aren't beaches, swimming pools public places as well?

Listen, this is something that most of you don't know about the heedless girls; to their minds swimming pools, beaches or whatever are places where people can take their clothes off and put on beachwears..

Well happened to me as well, believe it or not, this is the case of the all these girls. It's all about education, they have been raised this way, I have been raised in the same way. Never heard from my parents "It's not okay in Islam to wear kinda clothes" or well without mentioning religious issues, they would at least say "You shouldn't wear these clothes they are too showing".. The sense of open-mindedness takes a different aspect for them..

You'd find it so contradictory if I tell you that they were teasing me for each cloth I used to wear in elsewhere than beach or swimming pool; this is showing.. this is tight.. this is short.. they used to do it even at home :S ! And it's okay out on the beach where everybody can see you.. ODD ain't it?!

I was a carefree girl, diving into the world of music. Music was my life, I used to play piano and guitar. I used to spend hours learning scores and tabs. Until the time I ...

To Be Continued...