<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924</id><updated>2012-02-01T09:01:38.128+08:00</updated><category term='comparative religion'/><category term='scholar'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='prophet'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='loan'/><category term='seasonal muslims'/><category term='discourse'/><category term='death'/><category term='tear jerker'/><category term='must-watch'/><category term='dunya'/><category term='brotherhood'/><category term='charity'/><category term='planning'/><category term='sports'/><category term='cool news'/><category term='lower your gaze'/><category term='work'/><category term='cluster bomb'/><category term='playlist'/><category term='science'/><category term='future'/><category term='ramadan'/><category term='tahajjud'/><category term='selawat'/><category term='khatam'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Eid'/><category term='economy'/><category term='quran'/><category term='music'/><category term='insyaAllah'/><category term='al-munabbihat'/><category term='sufism'/><category term='heart'/><category term='akhirah'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='qasidah'/><category term='patience'/><category term='holophonics'/><category term='12 days'/><category term='habib umar'/><category term='recitation'/><category term='debt'/><category term='soft drinks'/><category term='health'/><category term='TED'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Thoughts Are Things</title><subtitle type='html'>The Journey Back to the Lord</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3304273848334420528</id><published>2011-07-09T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:08:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing again</title><content type='html'>Bismillahir-Rahmanir-Rahim,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful indeed is the name of Allah, accompanying any beginning of a task :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope all friends and family who (still) check this blog are fine and in Allah's care.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, both of us are good here too. Celebrated our 1st anniversary last Muharram and now it's been a year and a half into our marriage. I'm coming to my 2nd year here in Madrasah Al-Ma'arif, teaching, developing myself, wanting to be better in my work. I love the children. InsyaAllah will always try my best to impart knowledge onto them. Not an easy task, masyaAllah. May Allah help us.&lt;br /&gt;Faruq is still in CD. His shifts are the same. He is taking online Arabic classes from http://shariahprogram.ca May Allah help him :) &lt;br /&gt;Both of us just came back from the Holy cities of Makkah &amp; Madinah. We went with my parents and sisters from 4th-15th June. We hadn't been there for my years (8 years for me and 10 for Faruq). We thank Allah greatly for inviting us there... it was a beautiful place. May Allah preserve the holiness of Baitullah, the city of the Prophet and two mosques where they are the first and second holiest mosques in the deen. The third is Baitul Maqdis in Jerusalem and may one day Allah wills us to visit it too. &lt;br /&gt;As all the Muslims know, the Hajj is the fifth pillar of Islam (rukn Islam). It completes the deen. All Muslims thus must make intention to fulfil it (in my opinion). Faruq and I both hope from Allah to help us fulfil this intention of ours to make the Hajj in the near future, insyaAllah. Amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mc8X7SWf2-o/ThhqZulkQ_I/AAAAAAAAABc/hg-CXLIBarY/s1600/2011-06-08%2B12.57.33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mc8X7SWf2-o/ThhqZulkQ_I/AAAAAAAAABc/hg-CXLIBarY/s320/2011-06-08%2B12.57.33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Al-Kaabah Al-Musyarrafah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Rahmah are sent around the Ka'bah everyday... thus how could one not yearn to be amongst the mutatawwifin, to tawaf around the Ka'bah and dua to Allah. I pray all those who read this blog will get to go this holy places in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No conclusion, till we meet again insyaAllah :) maassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3304273848334420528?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3304273848334420528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3304273848334420528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3304273848334420528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3304273848334420528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2011/07/writing-again.html' title='Writing again'/><author><name>رقية</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549956260160734052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-Amg8inKYk/Tn2XpxOb6MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wwzssiuNrzs/s220/stock-vector-abstract-heart-butterfly-vector-art-icon-insect-concept-natural-graphic-vector-illustration-75052660.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mc8X7SWf2-o/ThhqZulkQ_I/AAAAAAAAABc/hg-CXLIBarY/s72-c/2011-06-08%2B12.57.33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5824603285276868497</id><published>2010-11-02T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:43:48.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Bismillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I was lucky last weekend when my auntie from my husband's side invited us to visit Maqam Habib Ali bin Jaafar al-Idrus. When she called my mother in law, we (me and my parents in law) were in JB at Larkin. My parents in law were very kind to accompany there... :) as I needed to collect the goods for my small&amp;nbsp;online business of long hijab (tudung labuh/mini telekung). And while we were jalan-jalaning there, Wak Ati called mother in law... (Mak) to ask if we'd like to come along to Batu Pahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mak was psyched... she was reallly happy and who wouldn't be? :) Especially Wak Ati who was kind enough to remember Mak&amp;nbsp;who told her&amp;nbsp;before that she and Abah (father in law) would like to go. And&amp;nbsp;Wak Ati&amp;nbsp;asked too masyaAllah, may Allah bless her for this :) I pulak.... just happened to be there. We were all just happened to be there. It was very well unplanned and I didn't know how to describe the feeling... Surreal, but acceptable with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Wak Ati and Wak Jai picked us up while we were waiting at Dunkin' Donuts Larkin (had a nice brunch there :) And off we went in their Proton! We came by bus and was bringing soooo many things masyaAllah I felt so grateful when we took the car. Honestly, I've grown up all my life with car with my father... with my in laws I have to adapt and get use to public transport hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And then, we drove off to Batu Pahat.... who would have guessed. We only planned to go Larkin and be home at noon and suddenly we went all the way to Batu Pahat (which is a few km away from JB, which is saying something).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At Batu Pahat Wak Jai drove to visit maqam Habib Ali bin Jaafar al-Idrus... a wali of Allah whose life was blessed with bringing himself closer to Allah, till Allah honored him the title of wali, a friend of Allah, recognized by Allah... loved by Allah. I remembered how my father took us to see him when he was alive. My husband also got to visit him twice: once, before our marriage in which Habib Ali advised him to get married :) And second, after our marriage with my father... with Habib's dua, I feel (and think) our marriage happened and the many duas of other habibullah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The life of Habib Ali was full of trials but that was what Allah promised... &lt;i&gt;"And we will surely test you with some fear, hunger and shortages of property, people and produce. But give good tidings to the steadfast. Those who, when a calamity befalls them say: "We belong to Allah and to Him we return." Upon these are prayers from their Lord and mercy and these are the rightly-guided ones."&lt;/i&gt; (Al-Baqarah: 155-157) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At 35, he lost his wife. Around the same year, he also lost 2 of his children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Habib must have loved his wife very much because he didn't remarry. According to Wak Ati Habib said, "Tu isteri habib dunia akhirat". &lt;i&gt;'She is my wife in this world and the next'&lt;/i&gt; (Hababah Sharifah Alawiyah Al-Habsyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;'Habib nak besarkan anak2' &lt;i&gt;'I would like to see my children grow'&lt;/i&gt; ...*touching..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As we sat next to maqam habib, he was buried right beside his wife.... Wak Ati told us how he had expressed that wish before, to be buried beside his wife. Though by the time he passed away the cemetery was closed for anymore burials. But the people fulfilled habib's wish... as the people love him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And so he was buried just, nicely, beside Hababah Sharifah Alawiyah. Next to Hababah, is their daughter who passed away at age of 2, Sharifah Zahrah. And next to Hababah on her right, her mother, Salmah. All reunited in the yet another temporary world of Barzakh, a preview of Jannah (Paradise). Hababah's mother, Habib's mother in law was also a wara' (devoted). A family of pious, good and successful people, insyaAllah in religion and in the Hereafter.... how wonderful it must be.. How joyous to be together again (Sharifah Zahrah and her parents, imagine that *Allah...*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As we sat next to the maqam, we read Al-Fatehah for the four souls.. (we gave salam first). My father taught me to read Al-Ikhlas and I did 33times, the pahala gave to Habib.. (may Allah&amp;nbsp;accept this small sadaqah of mine to this man of God).&amp;nbsp;We also read Yasin. I sent my husband's regards to habib (my husband was at work..) My husband asked to doa for us with the barakah of Habib Ali waliullah taala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;May Allah place Habib Ali and his family amongst the successful in the Paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;May Allah grant us all the Grand Syafaah of Rasulullah s.a.w. in the Hereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;An article of Allah's Test : &lt;a href="http://members.cox.net/arshad/allahtest.html"&gt;http://members.cox.net/arshad/allahtest.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;For my online shop, &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/farrasyah.shop"&gt;http://facebook.com/farrasyah.shop&lt;/a&gt; (I sell tudung labuh that can be used by muslimah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;PS: I got to know from Wak Ati Habib and his wife also used to sell kain! I'm loving this line of job! Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;During the journey, we ate lots of stuff including pisang goreng,epok-epok, putu bambu it was great! tho i missed my husband, of course all the way hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5824603285276868497?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5824603285276868497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5824603285276868497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5824603285276868497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5824603285276868497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/11/journey-of-love.html' title='Journey of love'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5127451660367257156</id><published>2010-11-01T08:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:52:20.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Because it is (just) Sunnah</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The Companions performed the Sunnah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is Sunnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hesitate or even leave the Sunnah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is Sunnah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What a constrasting view on Rasulullah (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former are not satisfied with just the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wajib&lt;/span&gt; (obligatory), and seek out to better themselves through doing the Sunnah, no matter how small. There is a story of a Companion who was asked as to why he was resting under a certain tree. His reply? Because he once saw the Prophet (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam) rest under it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter are not only satisfied, but think it good enough to simply perform the wajib and leave the Sunnah because it is seen as 'extra'. Allah have mercy on us! Do we not realise who it is we are following by performing the Sunnah? Are we blind as to the status of the man we are imitating? Is Rasulullah (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam) just like any other man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the honour and awe of this man left our hearts? Have we forgotten that he is the Beloved of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not honour him by doing his acts of Sunnah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; honours us by giving us an example to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"You have indeed in the Messenger of Allah a beautiful example (of conduct) for any one whose hope is in Allah and the Final Day, and who engages much in the Praise of Allah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alAhzab : 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;May Allah give us the strength to follow His Beloved.&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5127451660367257156?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5127451660367257156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5127451660367257156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5127451660367257156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5127451660367257156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-it-is-just-sunnah.html' title='Because it is (just) Sunnah'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7410886174650754112</id><published>2010-10-19T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T11:21:57.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>Sweetness of Faith</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0qfYrstki0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0qfYrstki0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And when they listen to the revelation received by the Messenger, you will see their eyes overflowing with tears, for they recognise the truth; they pray: 'Our Lord! We believe, write us down among the witnesses.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alMa'idah : 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7410886174650754112?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7410886174650754112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7410886174650754112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7410886174650754112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7410886174650754112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweetness-of-faith.html' title='Sweetness of Faith'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4666272652099169892</id><published>2010-09-21T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:47:40.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Constant Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/a-constant-relationship/"&gt;http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/a-constant-relationship/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;by Reehab Ramadan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;All throughout life our environments change, but there is one thing that remains constant no matter what situation we may fall into: the fact that we are constantly in a relationship with Allah subhanahu wa ta`ala (exalted is He). With each emotion that results in action, we are paving our way to our permanent abode in the After Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There are four main states that we may find ourselves in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1.The State of Blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2.The State of Hardship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3.The State of Sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4.The State of Obedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;These four states are not completely separate from one another; a person may be going through more than one at the same time. For each one of these states, there is a specific form of worship mandated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The State of Blessing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In the state of ni`am, or blessing, the believers should respond with shukr. Shukr is often times translated as “gratitude,” however it encompasses more than just that. There are three parts to shukr and if one of these parts is not present, the shukr is not complete. The blessing must be reflected in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Strive to be pleased internally with what Allah has bestowed upon you. Never think, “I deserve this,” or, “I earned this myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Your limbs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Be sure not to commit any haraam (unlawful act) with the blessing that Allah (swt) has bestowed upon you. This is the epitome of ungratefulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Your tongue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thank Allah (swt) verbally and be sure to not boast about what has been bestowed upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We must also remember that if you are thankful during times of ease and blessings, Allah (swt) will increase those blessings. On the other hand, if you are ungrateful, the blessings that Allah has bestowed upon you will decrease and eventually disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The State of Hardship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In the state of Al-Balaa’, or hardship, the believer should respond with sabr. Sabr is to have patience and ridda (acceptance) of the state in which you have been placed. You do not have to be pleased with your current situation, but you should acknowledge that the All-Knowing, the All-Seeing, has allowed you to be in this state so it must be for the best. During this time you should also increase acts of worship and obedience to Allah subhanahu wa ta`ala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The State of Sin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Being human, we will all be in states of sin at one point or another. Our beloved Messenger ﷺ said, “Every son of Adam is a sinner, and the best of sinners is the one who seeks forgiveness.” From the words of Rasulullah ﷺ we see that when we are in the state of sin, we should react to this by doing istighfaar, or seeking forgiveness. It is not enough to simply mutter an “I’m sorry, God” and return to our daily routine, rather there are parts to istighfaar and if one of them is not there, the istighfaar is not complete. The istighfaar must encompass:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1.Renouncing the sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2.Firm intention to never return to the sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3.Regret for having committed the sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4.If the sin was against the rights of another human being: compensation for that wrong doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The State of Obedience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In the state of obedience (I pray that this is our most frequent state) the believer should respond by striving to maintain ikhlaas (sincerity) while acting, as well as responding with shukr. Any action, if done for the wrong intention, will not be accepted. We learn this from the first hadeeth (report of the words or actions of the Prophet ﷺ) in Imam An-Nawawi’s collection of forty hadeeth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Actions are (judged) by motives (niyyah), so each man will have what he intended. Thus, he whose migration (hijrah) was to Allah and His Messenger, his migration is to Allah and His Messenger; but he whose migration was for some worldly thing he might gain, or for a wife he might marry, his migration is to that for which he migrated.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Shaytaan (the devil) often times, finding us in an obedient state, will use his whispers to cause us to be arrogant. Arrogance is one of the most tempting, yet destructive sins that one can fall into. Remember that the sin that shaytaan committed was a sin of arrogance and he is now destined to eternal destruction. A way to combat these whispers is to display shukr. Remember that Allah (swt) is the one who allowed you to be obedient. Any good that you do should be attributed to the blessing of Allah (swt) upon you, not the righteousness of your own soul. And the more you thank Him for allowing you to be obedient, the more He will bestow upon you the means to be obedient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ask Allah to cause us to be of those who respond in the appropriate manner no matter what state we are in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suhaibwebb.com/personaldvlpt/a-constant-relationship/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4666272652099169892?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4666272652099169892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4666272652099169892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4666272652099169892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4666272652099169892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/09/constant-relationship.html' title='A Constant Relationship'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5902813338612021206</id><published>2010-09-18T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:29:01.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketika Cinta Bertasbih 2</title><content type='html'>i give it 4/5 stars (both K.C.B 1 &amp;amp; 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EM4Mfpjtr5c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EM4Mfpjtr5c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags: Habiburrahman El-Sherazy, Islam in South East Asia, Islam in Indonesia, Nikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the part i like most is during nikah ceremony... when all the people doa for the couple. Ketika Cinta Bertasbih indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5902813338612021206?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5902813338612021206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5902813338612021206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5902813338612021206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5902813338612021206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/09/ketika-cinta-bertasbih-2.html' title='Ketika Cinta Bertasbih 2'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2018284844849497702</id><published>2010-09-13T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:13:46.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>The Blessed Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14770191" width="400" frameborder="0" height="225"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14770191"&gt;The Blessed Tree - Trailer&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/agcaustralia"&gt;AGCaustralia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I Wanna Hug This Tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2018284844849497702?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2018284844849497702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2018284844849497702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2018284844849497702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2018284844849497702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/09/blessed-tree.html' title='The Blessed Tree'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8876480486454640929</id><published>2010-09-08T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:59:11.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><title type='text'>Burn-a-Quran-Day</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100908/ap_on_re_us/quran_burning"&gt;Sept. 11 Quran burn still planned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[ The leader of a small Florida church that espouses anti-Islam philosophy said Wednesday he was determined to go through with his plan to burn copies of the Quran on Sept. 11, despite pressure from the White House, religious leaders and others to call it off. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rev. Jones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thank you for disposing of the Holy Quran in the right manner. Please ensure a total and complete burn, beyond recognition. We are not afraid of Qurans 'disappearing' from the face of the earth for we have plenty of huffaz (memorisers of the whole Quran) to go around. We do not hate you, we only hate what you're trying to do. We fear for you because you're disrespecting not OUR book but one authored by the Almighty God Himself. We'll leave Him to deal with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"A Revelation from the Lord of the Worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Is it such a Message that you would hold lightly?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alWaqi'ah : 80 - 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Leave Me alone, (to deal) with the (creature) whom I created (bare and) alone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Muddatthir : 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8876480486454640929?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8876480486454640929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8876480486454640929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8876480486454640929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8876480486454640929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/09/burn-quran-day.html' title='Burn-a-Quran-Day'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2948808770421100932</id><published>2010-08-24T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:18:34.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparative religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Joshua Evans : How the Bible Led Me to Islam</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/IYMKQKSV0bY/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYMKQKSV0bY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IYMKQKSV0bY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I stumbled upon this video on FaceBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful story of how Allah (Jalla Jallaluh) guided this man into Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his beginnings as a strict Christian, his disapproval of it (after actually reading the Bible), his search for Truth, his fall into the dunya, his near-death experiences, his discovery of Islam (albeit through anti-Islamic propaganda), his apprehension towards Muslims because of it and finally his reading of the Quran - which brought him where he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MasyaAllah. I loved the quote he got after his miraculous escapes from death: "People do not just live through accidents like this. God has a purpose for you, that's why you're still here, still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an hour and 20 minute long video but I assure you it is worth every second  of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, born Muslims, need to be grateful that we have Islam right from the start. These people, who desire the Truth, who go about searching for it, look at what they have to go through to find Islam. Is it any wonder that converts have double the reward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah help us to be grateful for our Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2948808770421100932?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2948808770421100932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2948808770421100932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2948808770421100932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2948808770421100932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/08/joshua-evans-how-bible-led-me-to-islam.html' title='Joshua Evans : How the Bible Led Me to Islam'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4643414025957478494</id><published>2010-08-21T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T12:30:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasulullah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Peace and blessings be upon him who said, 'Allah loves if a believer does his craft, he does it diligently' (aw kazalik).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Craft= An art, trade or occupation requiring a certain skill (Dictionary.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I would like to think of my professions as both teacher and student as Craft. May Allah help me to perfect this craft of mine, amin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This Ramadhan, I pray too; that me and some of my old friends would tie our friendships again.. perhaps Allah will show us how...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I put my faith in Allah and the sincere among His 'ibad. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4643414025957478494?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4643414025957478494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4643414025957478494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4643414025957478494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4643414025957478494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/08/rasulullah.html' title='Rasulullah...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6757960615828360077</id><published>2010-08-12T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:46:07.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadan'/><title type='text'>Just a Beggar</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was the evening of 1st Ramadhan, and I was at the surau after Maghrib, reading Ratib alHaddad. For the first time in my life I actually felt a sense of peace, gratitude, at having met another Ramadhan. I was about to finish the Ratib when I heard someone 'coughing' outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned and found two colleagues (non-Muslims). I heard one of them say to the other: "I told you we'd find him here." I smiled and gestured if they wanted anything. "No, nothing." They went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on what he said: that if someone wanted to find me, they probably would, at the surau. My heart saddened, as I told myself: "I'm just a beggar at His Door, gathering scraps of His Mercy and the leftovers of His Blessings, for I do not deserve any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6757960615828360077?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6757960615828360077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6757960615828360077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6757960615828360077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6757960615828360077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-beggar.html' title='Just a Beggar'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6968448977264278436</id><published>2010-08-05T06:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T06:34:54.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Rasulullah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QGK_9fRd00&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QGK_9fRd00&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;kami cinta padamu&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6968448977264278436?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6968448977264278436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6968448977264278436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6968448977264278436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6968448977264278436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/08/ya-rasulullah.html' title='Ya Rasulullah'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-1588462222696014675</id><published>2010-07-29T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:17:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings of Ramadhan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TFGZcpW8BPI/AAAAAAAAAic/NOKGP-bep-k/s1600/RAMADHAN_2_by_Nice_bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TFGZcpW8BPI/AAAAAAAAAic/NOKGP-bep-k/s320/RAMADHAN_2_by_Nice_bird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Feel the doors of Ramadhan opening for hearts who seek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Perasaan yang tiada lain bahkan kerinduan yang teramat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pada yang Menciptakan kemuliaan Ramadhan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Di mana yang mencari-cari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;'kan berjumpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;mengharapkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;redha dari Tuhannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Maka terimalah ibadah kami ya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Perkenan masuk doa' kami ke pintu Rayyan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Allah, Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ramadhan Kareem, Allahuma bariklana fii Rajab wa Syaaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wa ballighna Ramadhan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-1588462222696014675?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/1588462222696014675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=1588462222696014675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1588462222696014675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1588462222696014675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/07/beginnings-of-ramadhan.html' title='Beginnings of Ramadhan...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TFGZcpW8BPI/AAAAAAAAAic/NOKGP-bep-k/s72-c/RAMADHAN_2_by_Nice_bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2138368137736775241</id><published>2010-07-22T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:01:37.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>'If Only...'</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A hadith narrated by Imam Muslim, on the authority of Abu Hurayra (radhiallahuanhu), that Rasulullah (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam) said: &lt;/span&gt;"If something afflicts you, do not say: 'if only I had done such-and-such.' Rather, say: 'Allah decrees, and does as He wills,' for 'if only' provides an opening for the works of Satan.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I believe this is something we habitually do. When something goes wrong, or doesn't turn out the way we expected (despite our best efforts), we lament and whine that we should have made a different decision - if only. As the Prophet (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam) said above, this shouldn't be the case for doing such a thing only helps our Avowed Enemy to deceive us with his whispers (Allah curse him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah help us in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2138368137736775241?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2138368137736775241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2138368137736775241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2138368137736775241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2138368137736775241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-only.html' title='&apos;If Only...&apos;'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3997693646623541865</id><published>2010-07-07T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:30:29.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>Jihad : a Struggle</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the local headline news ran a report on a 20-year-old Malay Muslim who was caught and apprehended under the Internal Security Act for becoming 'self-radicalised' and intent on performing jihad overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/BreakingNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_550488.html"&gt;NSman held under ISA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he had the proper teachers, the proper guidance and the proper knowledge, he wouldn't have turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Sahih Bukhari:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;'Abdullah ibn 'Amr said, "A man came to the Prophet (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam), wanting to do jihad. The Prophet asked, 'Are your parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;alive?' 'Yes,' he replied. He said, 'Then exert yourself on their behalf.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly though, he did not know that his jihad could be found right in his home - to care for his parents. May Allah guide us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3997693646623541865?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3997693646623541865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3997693646623541865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3997693646623541865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3997693646623541865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/07/jihad-struggle.html' title='Jihad : a Struggle'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6409746891641915701</id><published>2010-07-05T07:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:29:35.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maulid &amp; Fulfilling invitations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, it had been a tremendous joy to some events in this temporal life :) For what is dunya except the temporary? And sooner than later one will feel the tiredness and boredom accompanied in this dunya. And a Mu'min will look forward to Akhirah to be meeting his/her God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Though Alhamdulillah, we feel syukr and tremendously grateful to Allah for another day, another breathe, another life in dunya. May Allah fill it for us, with inclination to do ibadah, good deeds, good ties, gratefulness, humbleness, happiness, rahmah, mercy, patience, steadfastness. May Allah accept our jihad, make ease our ibadah and good deeds, bless our family with rahmah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One of the events that I was able to attend was Majlis Maulid at Masjid Sultan. Alhamdulillah, for when attending such majlis, one's niat or intention must not be anything but in hope of honoring Messenger of Allah, Muhammad s.a.w, zikr, make dua', pray, listen to majlis ilmu, selawat and hope to be closer to Allah. Syukr to Allah who made it easy for my mother and me when we&amp;nbsp;got a lift from Cik Noor and Cik Rose :) Met my favourite aunties and uncles (Cik Ea, Cik Awang, Cik Intan, Cik Liza, Cik Noor, Cik Ros); my cousins (No, Su, Ika, Farhanah, Khairun, Faizah, Asri). One of my intentions was indeed to meet my wonderful family and praises to Allah we, the women got to sit at the very front row of Masjid Sultan Auditorium. Where there was aircon, comfortable for us to sit and pray. And sat right infront of the screen for easy viewing of the event.. And we didn't turn back, didnt look at other people, didnt bother about the noise behind us.... for the night was indeed to fulfil intention, to make ibadah that is sometimes needed to be in such environment, to take benefit of such environment and hope in increasing level of taqwa and iman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Felt very happy that night, with my mom and extended family :) My husband couldn't come, as he was working, though with his permission I went; in which he smsed 'Dua for us ok'. May Allah answer our prayers. May Allah continue to bless our marriage and look after it. For Allah's Redha is what we hope for, and not others, not human beings (with exception of parents). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;'And be thankful to Allah, and thy Parents'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And Rasulullah and the many Habibullah who had prayed for us, since the time we got engaged till now 6 months after where in fulfilling the ayat above this blog, I say my thanks to Allah again for this marriage, specially. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And yesterday, my husband and I also went to celebrate together the wedding of our two friends: &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adi &amp;amp; Rufi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who had been engaged during &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;wedding day and had came too ^^ As fulfilling our obligations to their invitation, to see them joined together in the bless of marriage, to celebrate their happiest day was our reason for being there. Alhamdulillah, Adi&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Rufi:&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Barakallahu Lakuma wa Baraka Alaykuma, Wa Jama'a Baynakuma fi Kheir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) Marriage is indeed encouraged by Rasulullah s.a.w. May he be proud of us, as his Ummah and may through blessed tie of marriage, his Ummah continues to grow and he be proud of us. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Adi &amp;amp; Rufi's wedding was simple, joyous, beautiful. My husband and I enjoyed the delicious food :D the just-right entertainment (till now lagu Sejati is my favourite since kecik2 dulu :p), the berkaat! So cute, and masyaAllah with thank-you note inside! No, Adi &amp;amp; Rufi: Thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; both for inviting us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;We got to see both of them too: Rufi was like, smiling radiantly hehe. And Adi was the smartest I've ever seen him! Barakallulakuma Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;We also met many other sis and bros from the wedding hehehe. Somehow some people when u met them, u sorta of like mcm nak ketawe je (ntah kenape eh :D). Our cousin from my husband, Shahiddin; and&amp;nbsp;Siswand, Azhar, Huda (all the bloggers :p) And Apex people.. and NYP people :) My husband and I very shy couple lah ah: so sorry if we didnt talk much haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;But neway, we enjoyed the food. The food very nice, and we sat close to the food table :p K, after this I must exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And so here it is... some of the things in dunya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I end with the example of 2nd Khalifa Sayyidina Umarun Faruq who settled his day affairs ruling the Ummah affairs, being a leader, busy with dunya.... but at night he cried in tears. Praying to Allah. Asking for forgiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Allahumma solli ala sayyidina Muhammad wa ala alihi wa ashabih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6409746891641915701?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6409746891641915701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6409746891641915701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6409746891641915701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6409746891641915701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/07/maulid-fulfilling-invitations.html' title='Maulid &amp; Fulfilling invitations'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7309085413763881106</id><published>2010-06-21T15:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:14:32.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tahajjud'/><title type='text'>"Glad Tidings to the Strangers!"</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rasulullah (shalallahu 'alaihiwasalam) said: &lt;em&gt;"Islam was strange when it began and will one day be strange again; Blessed are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ghuraba'&lt;/span&gt; (strangers). These are the people who enliven my Sunnah when society has buried it".&lt;/em&gt; [From Muslim, Tirmidzi, Ibnu Majah &amp;amp; Ahmad; with slight variation]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam brought monotheism among polytheism. Islam brought justice among tyranny. Islam brought brotherhood among enemies. Islam brought love among hatred. Islam brought light among darkness. Islam started strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You pray FIVE times a day?!", "You fast a whole month?!", "You wear hijab?!" "You don't party and drink?!", "You stay a virgin till you marry?!", "You cannot ogle women?!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the strangers. We are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PRACTICING&lt;/span&gt; Muslims. Because there are Muslims who do/don't perform the above. We are strangers even to (non-practicing) Muslims. We do not do what you do. We do what you do not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lakum deenukum, waliyadeen!" (To you, your way; to me, mine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because for you, you think that there is only this life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;But for us, we know that there is an eternal life that can we look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hadith above, the Prophet (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam) mentioned the people who enliven his Sunnah. We, the strangers, do not stop at doing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wajib&lt;/span&gt;, we strive our utmost to follow the example of our beloved Rasulullah (shalallahu'alaihiwasalam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnah Rawatib? Check. Praying Dhuha? Check. Fasting three days or more a month? Check. Tahajjud? Check. Siwak? Check. Reading the Quran? Check. And the list goes on. Let us not falter at enlivening his Sunnah. Let us be the strangers he mentioned. This is our way, this is our jihad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Obg6423LV-I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Obg6423LV-I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7309085413763881106?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7309085413763881106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7309085413763881106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7309085413763881106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7309085413763881106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/06/glad-tidings-to-strangers.html' title='&quot;Glad Tidings to the Strangers!&quot;'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5789770934926043769</id><published>2010-06-11T09:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T04:46:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of the surer things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Are the subtle and major changes happening to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;that the learned are not necessarily the academically qualified. And scholarship, is not based on the books you write or the papers you published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes, knowledge is carried by something&amp;nbsp;more powerful. More subtle perhaps, in the first glance but is actually more impactful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And Allah is the Most Knowledgeable of All and His Knowledge encompasses all things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Did u see the latest news? A big sinkhole has occured in Guatemala. Its perfectly round and its depth is even deeper than the Statue of Liberty! When I first saw it today at Channel NewsAsia, I am reminded straight away of one of the biggest signs of Qiyamah.... a talking creature named Dabbah whom all these while stayed underground...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;وَإِذَا وَقَعَ الْقَوْلُ عَلَيْهِمْ أَخْرَجْنَا لَهُمْ دَابَّةً مِنَ الأرْضِ تُكَلِّمُهُمْ أَنَّ النَّاسَ كَانُوا بِآيَاتِنَا لا يُوقِنُونَ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when the Word is fulfilled against them (the unjust), we shall produce from the earth a beast to (face) them: He will speak to them, for that mankind did not believe with assurance in Our Signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Surah An-Naml:82&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Perhaps then, Justice will prevail in this world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TBGO9MgUR4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/N2dbu2TteWo/s1600/guatemala-city-sinkhole-2007_21118_600x450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TBGO9MgUR4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/N2dbu2TteWo/s320/guatemala-city-sinkhole-2007_21118_600x450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.001 وَالْعَصْرِ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.001 By (the Token of) Time (through the ages),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.002 إِنَّ الإنْسَانَ لَفِي خُسْرٍ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.002 Verily Man is in loss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.003 إِلا الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا وَعَمِلُوا الصَّالِحَاتِ وَتَوَاصَوْا بِالْحَقِّ وَتَوَاصَوْا بِالصَّبْرِ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;103.003 Except such as have Faith, and do righteous deeds, and (join together) in the mutual teaching of Truth, and of Patience and Constancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Al-Qur'an, 103.001-003 (Al-Asr [The Declining Day, Eventide, The Epoch])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5789770934926043769?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5789770934926043769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5789770934926043769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5789770934926043769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5789770934926043769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-of-surer-things.html' title='Some of the surer things...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/TBGO9MgUR4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/N2dbu2TteWo/s72-c/guatemala-city-sinkhole-2007_21118_600x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4328257542774489001</id><published>2010-06-07T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:16:01.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When in doubt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pertaining to the most basic rule that I knew of.... from my very very limited knowledge: that Rasulullah s.a.w. said regarding syubhah or things that are doubtful, just leave it if your heart doesn't know exactly what it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, got the answer :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this blog is becoming more and more &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ruqayyah-style&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;random like what heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that's what a wife does! infect her husband's place with her 'style' (and &lt;i&gt;pray&lt;/i&gt; to God it is ok with him xp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Birthdays to my Sister-In-Laws (Fadilla &amp;amp; Fauziyah) and Mother in Law =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And our good friend, Siswand =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is family and kinship without du'a for one another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rabbanaghfirlana wa tub alayna innaka anta tawwabur Rahim. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4328257542774489001?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4328257542774489001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4328257542774489001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4328257542774489001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4328257542774489001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-in-doubt.html' title='When in doubt...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7846535477763291621</id><published>2010-05-28T10:19:00.062+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:25:18.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful song (for husband and wife :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BNsdTeTuPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BNsdTeTuPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I praise Allah for sending me you, my love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You found me home and sail with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I`m here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now let me let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You`ve opened my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was always thinking that love was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But everything was changed when you came along&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And theres a couple words I want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I`ll be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I`ll stay by your side honest and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Till the end of my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I`ll be loving you. loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thru days and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I`ll thank Allah for openin my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now and forever I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I`ll be there for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(chorus 2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that deep in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel so blessed when I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I ask Allah to bless all we do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You`re my wife (husband) and my friend and my strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And I pray we`re together in Jannaah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I find myself so strong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, everything changed when you came along&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And theres a couple words I want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(repeat chorus &amp;amp; chorus 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now that you`re here infront of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I strongly feel love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I have no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I`m singing loud that I`ll love you eternally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(repeat chorus &amp;amp; chorus 2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Artist: Maher Zain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Album: Thank You Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Copyright: Awakening Records 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;;;;;;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;green font is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;blue font is ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;all colours are for Allah, our One and Only Rabb :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;اللهم افتح علينا و علي ذرياتنا فتوح العارفين الذين لا خوف عليهم و لا هم يحزنون...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;امين! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7846535477763291621?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7846535477763291621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7846535477763291621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7846535477763291621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7846535477763291621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-my-husband.html' title='beautiful song (for husband and wife :))'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3894506316807121425</id><published>2010-05-06T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:03:15.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my favourite movie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rJDLZRv1otE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rJDLZRv1otE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a dialogue full of meaning... ya Allah, make our hearts submit to You always...&lt;br /&gt;may You guide us towards Your Light.. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3894506316807121425?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3894506316807121425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3894506316807121425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3894506316807121425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3894506316807121425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/05/from-my-favourite-movie.html' title='From my favourite movie...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8683521003731713830</id><published>2010-02-28T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:18:52.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>The Moment of Passing</title><content type='html'>...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe never met a more joyous day than the day you were born...and never a more sorrowful day than the day you left us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah ... we miss you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rl58740dWUY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rl58740dWUY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8683521003731713830?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8683521003731713830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8683521003731713830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8683521003731713830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8683521003731713830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/02/moment-of-passing.html' title='The Moment of Passing'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2781341273102703001</id><published>2010-02-13T08:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:37:47.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Verify the Truth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The verse on e-mail' - that's how Ustaz described it last night. He was very adamant, raising his voice to admonish those who do such things. What verse was he talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O ye who believe! If a wicked person comes to you with any news, ascertain the truth, lest ye harm people unwittingly, and afterwards become full of repentance for what ye have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alHujurat : 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The point Ustaz was trying to drive at: &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ascertain the truth!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here comes the email bit: look at the masses of people who continually forward and spread unverified messages, causing harm to others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's not just chain mail, if you don't know the sender, or you cannot verify the truthfulness of the message, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why are you then forwarding it to other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are then the cause of others' misery, should they find the message harmful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;In his commentary, Abdullah Yusuf Ali states: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"All tittle-tattle or reports – especially emanating from persons you do not know – are to be tested &amp;amp; the truth ascertained. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If they were believed &amp;amp; passed on, much harm may be done, of which you may have cause afterwards to repent heartily.&lt;/span&gt; Scandal or slander of all kinds is here condemned. That about women is specially denounced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So throw gossip and rumours out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If you receive a message, which you cannot verify, then delete it. If you know the sender, and trust his integrity, then you may forward such a message. Even so, verify any kind of information at your own discretion, instead of blindly forwarding messages without a second thought. Think of the harm you are doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Do you want to stand before God, being questioned as to why you spread a lie to over 5000 people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please. Verify the Truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2781341273102703001?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2781341273102703001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2781341273102703001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2781341273102703001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2781341273102703001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2010/02/verify-truth.html' title='Verify the Truth!'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7046036902878893878</id><published>2009-12-24T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:06:19.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, our wedding had gone smoothly on both sides. Exactly on the 24th of Dec last year, my husband (back then a complete stranger) talked to Habib Ali at Batu Pahat regarding marriage and how he had not yet married [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting-saint.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;read entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, a year after that here I am :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SzOATx9NCII/AAAAAAAAAhs/VSVLo_uSpb0/s1600-h/FR-Nik_106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SzOATx9NCII/AAAAAAAAAhs/VSVLo_uSpb0/s320/FR-Nik_106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We would like to thank... And we can't thank them enough.. Our parents, may Allah love and bless and place them among His servants who are safe and in His protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;and also to everyone who had came, had helped, had wished us the best of luck, had prayed for us, had said kind words to us&amp;nbsp;and had shared our happiness; Alhamdulillah! May Allah return the good deeds of all you with better rewards insyaAllah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SzN_iEFv5TI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LjlCZ7mMFUU/s1600-h/FR-Nik_081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SzN_iEFv5TI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LjlCZ7mMFUU/s320/FR-Nik_081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alhamdulillah, we're married!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Faruq&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Ruqayyah-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7046036902878893878?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7046036902878893878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7046036902878893878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7046036902878893878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7046036902878893878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/12/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SzOATx9NCII/AAAAAAAAAhs/VSVLo_uSpb0/s72-c/FR-Nik_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-1603806560867696378</id><published>2009-12-06T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:12:42.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Man's Insatiable Appetite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from IslamiCity's bulletin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus' Teaching about Greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A man once accompanied Jesus, saying to him, "I want to be with you and be your companion." They set forth and reached the bank of a river; where they sat down to eat. They had with them three loaves. They ate two loaves, and a third remained. Jesus then rose and went to the river to drink. When he returned, he did not find the third loaf, so he asked the man: "Who took the loaf?" "I do not know," the man replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Jesus set forth once more with the man, and he saw a doe [a female deer] with two of her young. Jesus called one of the two, and it came to him. Jesus then slaughtered it, roasted some of it; and ate with his companion. Then he said to the young deer, "Rise, by God's leave." The deer rose and left. Jesus then turned to his companion and said, "I ask you in the name of Him who showed you this miracle, who took the loaf?" "I do not know," the man replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; The two of them then came to a body of water in a valley. Jesus took the man by the hand and they walked upon the water. When they had crossed over, Jesus said to him, "I ask you in the name of Him who showed you this miracle, who took the loaf?" "I do not know," the man replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; They then came to a waterless desert and sat down upon the ground. Jesus began to gather some earth and sand, and then said, "Turn to gold, by God's leave," and it did so. Jesus divided the gold into three portions and said, "A third for me, a third for you, and a third for whoever took the loaf." The man said, "It was I who took the loaf." Jesus said, "The gold is all yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Jesus then left him. Two men came upon him [Jesus' companion] in the desert with the gold, and wanted to rob and kill him. He said to them, "Let us divide it into three portions among us, and send one of you to town to buy us some food to eat." One of them was sent off, and then said to himself, "Why should I divide the gold with those two? Rather, I shall poison the food and have the gold to myself." He went off and did so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Meanwhile, the two who stayed behind said to each other, "Why should we give him a third of the gold? Instead, let us kill him when he returns and divide the money between the two of us." When he returned, they killed him, ate the food, and died; The gold remained in the desert with the three men dead beside it. Jesus passed by, found them in that condition, and said to his companions, "This is the world. Beware of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This story is excerpted from the book "The Muslim Jesus" by Tarif Khalidi. The book presents in English the largest collection of the sayings and stories of Jesus in Islamic literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Bakr ibn Abi al-Dunya (d. 281/894), Kitab Dilamm al-Dunya, in Mawsu'at Rasa'il, 2:49, excerpt no. 87. Cf. al-Ghazali, IIIya', 3:267 (Asin, pp. 383-384, no. 54; Mansur, no. 136; Robson, pp. 97-99); al-Makki, Qut, 1:255 (Asin, pp. 387-388, no. 54 quater; Mansur, no. 26); al-Thriushi, Siraj, pp. 79-80; Ibn 'Asakir, Sirat, p. 95, no. 82; al-Abshihi, al-Mustatraf 2:263-264 (Asin, p. 385, no. 54 his and pp. 386-387, no. 54 ter; slight variation).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ibn 'Abbas, may Allah be pleased with them, reported:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I heard Allah's Messenger (may peace be upon him) saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; If there were for the son of Adam a valley full of riches, he would long to possess another one like it, and the son of Adam will only be filled with dust (when he dies). And Allah accepts the repentance of the one who repents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-1603806560867696378?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/1603806560867696378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=1603806560867696378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1603806560867696378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1603806560867696378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/12/mans-insatiable-appetite.html' title='Man&apos;s Insatiable Appetite'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5543761484369920785</id><published>2009-12-04T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:38:15.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Its Evils</title><content type='html'>THE DISEASE OF PRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disease of pride and arrogance deletes all traces of goodness and piety. This is the worst vice in causing havoc to Deen and a regrettable disease to have for the followers of this perfect and exalted religion. It launches a direct attack on beliefs and principles. If ignored and overlooked for sometime it becomes fatal and incurable, and gives rise to other spiritual maladies and vices, which are no less than four in number, as, mentioned below: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Being deprived of truth and truthfulness. The heart becomes blind to the verse dealing with knowledge about Allah. It is a very grievous vice in which the mind of a man becomes dull and impervious to the understanding of Deen.  Allah has said in the Holy Quran: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I &lt;b&gt;shall turn away&lt;/b&gt;from My revelations those who show pride in the world wrongfully.” (7.146) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah has said in another place in the Quran: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And in this way Allah does put a seal on every arrogant disdainful heart.” (40.35) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The wrath and punishment of Allah fall on the proud person. Allah has said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Certainly He does not love the proud ones.” (16:23) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is narrated that Prophet Musa a.s. asked exalted Allah: “Oh my Lord! Who is the most deserving of your wrath and displeasure?” Allah Ta’aala told him: &lt;br /&gt;“ It is he whose heart is filled with pride and his tongue is filthy (i.e. Abusive), his eyes are devoid of shame, his hands are miserly and he is of bad conduct and character". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The proud renders himself liable to Hell in the Hereafter. It occurs in a Hadith Qudsi: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pride is My cloak and grandeur is my trousers. If anyone disputes with Me in any one of these (two) I shall admit him into the Hell-fire.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other words, pride and grandeur are two exclusive attributes of Allah, which none is allowed to apply and ascribe towards himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is imperative to refrain from such a dangerous and deadly calamity which leads to loss of knowledge of Allah, inability to understand the commands of Allah, His displeasure, disgrace in this world and the Hereafter and painful torment therein. No wise person can be neglectful in the matter of such a harmful and destructive calamity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should, therefore, try to save ourselves from this and seek refuge from Allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;I was doing desk work when I came upon this website. Thought that it would be good to share insyaAllah :) Can read the full article &lt;a href="http://www.inter-islam.org/Prohibitions/PrideArrogance.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my blog is currently on hiatus. Maybe will re-open though cannot entirely promise ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had received our invitation card =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5543761484369920785?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5543761484369920785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5543761484369920785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5543761484369920785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5543761484369920785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/12/pride-and-its-evils.html' title='Pride and Its Evils'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6084681468522683297</id><published>2009-11-26T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:42:01.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>Complain Only to Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most Muslims think it would be utterly blasphemous to complain of anything to the Lord Almighty. I was in that same boat too. However, a verse in the Holy Quran made me think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet Ya'qub ('alahisalam), upon hearing that his beloved son, the Prophet Yusuf ('alahisalam) was 'taken by the wolves' (a false tale conjured by his half-brothers), turned to Allah (Jalla Jallaluh) and proclaimed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"He said: 'I only complain of my grief and sorrow to Allah, and I know from Allah that which you know not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yusuf : 86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So here we have, a Prophet of God, complaining of his state to the Lord of the Worlds. I then found out that it is actually praiseworthy to complain ... albeit only to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Ibn Qayyim al-Jawziyyah's book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patience and Gratitude&lt;/span&gt;, the Imam relates how patience and complaining to Allah (Jalla Jallaluh) are not contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shun complaining to other people. Complain not to creation, but to the Creator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O Allah! I complain to You of my weakness and helplessness!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Messenger of Allah (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6084681468522683297?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6084681468522683297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6084681468522683297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6084681468522683297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6084681468522683297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/11/complain-only-to-allah.html' title='Complain Only to Allah'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-1005672237781000330</id><published>2009-10-30T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:34:47.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2_2cFityc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2_2cFityc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just makes me smile... and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Allahumma Solli 'ala Sayyidina Mustafa, 'ala HabibiKa wa nabiyyiKa Mustafa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-1005672237781000330?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/1005672237781000330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=1005672237781000330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1005672237781000330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1005672237781000330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-true-love.html' title='One True Love'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2684733718395185238</id><published>2009-10-21T07:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:07:07.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>More Proof of Life After Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over a month ago, I posted the &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/09/proof-of-life-after-death.html"&gt;Proof of Life After Death&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I find out that a scientist is actually testing out, experimenting, to recognise his own consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/8314093.stm"&gt;Just what does make me, 'me'?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how apt is it, when we read from the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Deep sleep is a time when we surrender our consciousness&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Did not the Prophet (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) say: &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Sleep is the brother of death"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So if we surrender our consciousness at sleep, at death we return it back to the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And we find in the Holy Quran, God explicitly saying this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"It is Allah that takes the souls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(of men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; at death; and those  that die not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(He takes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; during their sleep: those on whom He has passed the decree of death, He keeps back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(from returning to life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, but the rest He sends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(to their bodies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; for a term appointed verily in this are Signs for those who reflect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azZumar : 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Thus, our consciousness, our soul, lives on after death! Then, and only then, will we face the consequences of our actions in this life! So let our actions be good, that we receive good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, grant us the best of death - us pleased and well-pleasing unto You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(To the righteous soul will be said) "O (thou) soul, in (complete) rest and satisfaction! Come back thou to thy Lord, well-pleased (thyself) and well-pleasing unto Him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alFajr : 27 - 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2684733718395185238?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2684733718395185238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2684733718395185238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2684733718395185238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2684733718395185238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-proof-of-life-after-death.html' title='More Proof of Life After Death'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2951284354180119203</id><published>2009-10-17T06:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:18:59.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Who Are The Bankrupt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Sahih Muslim, Abu Hurayrah (radhiallahuanhu) narrates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Messenger of Allah (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) asked his Companions: "Whom do you consider as a bankrupt?" They said: "The one who does not have a dinar or a dirham (money)." The Prophet (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) said: "The real bankrupt is the one who comes with mountains of good deeds but he also comes having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slandered that one, beaten that one, insulted this one, consumed the wealth of this one, and shed the blood of that one.&lt;/span&gt; So on the Day of Judgement, those whom he harmed will be given some of his good deeds and when his good deeds run out before justice is done, some of their sins will be passed to him, then he will be cast into the Fire."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;May we persevere and restrain ourselves from harming others. For it would be of manifest loss for us to work so hard at earning good deeds only to give them away because we attack others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If we sin against God, we have hope in the All-Merciful. If we sin against our fellow human beings, how much hope do we have in their being merciful?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;They might want to bring it to the Court of God. Once it is brought there, the only currency used for exchange (for justice) is the deeds that we have brought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, help us become among those who will not be bankrupt in Your Court!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2951284354180119203?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2951284354180119203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2951284354180119203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2951284354180119203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2951284354180119203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-are-bankrupt.html' title='Who Are The Bankrupt?'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3924618614548670006</id><published>2009-09-24T18:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:46:13.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Dust Storm Envelops Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;A large stretch of Australia's east coast, including the largest city Sydney, has been shrouded in red dust blown in from the desert outback. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/8270104.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Desert storm chokes Sydney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SrtOCBnAwJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xlrax4jykEw/s1600-h/dustorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SrtOCBnAwJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xlrax4jykEw/s400/dustorm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384983576150327442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I guess the meteorologists didn't see this coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O Man! Vain is thy technology! Vain is thy knowledge! Vain is thy power! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For ye could not even save thy own selves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Almighty One merely sent one of His little breezes and ye are plunged in darkness! And what could ye do? Nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;There is no god but He: It is He Who gives life and gives death: The Lord and Cherisher to you and your earliest ancestors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet they play about in doubt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt; Then watch thou for the Day that the sky will bring forth a kind of smoke (or mist) plainly visible,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enveloping the people: this will be a Penalty Grievous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;adDukhan : 8 - 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;And in that situation, in that desperation, in that desolation, only then did ye look up to the skies and admit thy helplessness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Only then did ye seek help with prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;(They will say:) "Our Lord! remove the Penalty from us, for we do really believe!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="13"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How shall the message be (effectual) for them, seeing that a Messenger explaining things clearly has (already) come to them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yet they turn away from him and say: "Tutored (by others), a man possessed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;adDukhan : 12 - 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So the Most Merciful One grants thy arduous pleas out of His Infinite Compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But ye shall surely return to thy ungrateful ways, setting up other gods beside Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;We shall indeed remove the Penalty for a while, (but) truly ye will revert (to your ways).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name="16"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;One day We shall seize you with a mighty onslaught: We will indeed (then) exact Retribution!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;adDukhan : 15 -16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Had the dust storm not dissipated after that, who is there to bring ye sunlight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Had it stayed on, clouding thy vision, masking the sun, how could ye get light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="71"&gt;Say, "What if Allah made the night perpetual, until the Day of Resurrection? Which god, other than Allah, can provide you with light? Do you not hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="72"&gt;Say, "What if Allah made the daylight perpetual, until the Day of Resurrection? Which god, other than Allah, can provide you with a night for your rest? Do you not see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="73"&gt;It is mercy from Him that He created for you the night and the day in order to rest (during the night), then seek His provisions (during the day), that ye may be grateful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="72"&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alQasas : 71 - 73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="71"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;[ Sydney resident Andrew Hawkins said "it was like waking up to see that Armageddon is upon us. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;When will we learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The above is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; an interpretation of the related verses from the Holy Quran. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mufassirun&lt;/span&gt; (interpreters of the Quran) differ as to what kind of smoke it is, and when it will come about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.tafsir.com/default.asp?sid=44&amp;amp;tid=48021"&gt;Tafsir Ibn Kathir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3924618614548670006?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3924618614548670006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3924618614548670006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3924618614548670006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3924618614548670006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/09/dust-storm-envelops-sydney.html' title='Dust Storm Envelops Sydney'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SrtOCBnAwJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xlrax4jykEw/s72-c/dustorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6684762471989349966</id><published>2009-09-20T08:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:49:34.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>عيد الفطر مبارك...=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SrV8AVnQW1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZamDV2DVIKo/s1600-h/Eid_Mubarak_by_mustange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SrV8AVnQW1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZamDV2DVIKo/s320/Eid_Mubarak_by_mustange.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383345274834934610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;wishing all Muslimin, Muslimaat, all friends and families both a happy eid =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;كل عام و انتم بخير&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6684762471989349966?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6684762471989349966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6684762471989349966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6684762471989349966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6684762471989349966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='عيد الفطر مبارك...=)'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SrV8AVnQW1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZamDV2DVIKo/s72-c/Eid_Mubarak_by_mustange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5681608093408273414</id><published>2009-09-06T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:17:58.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Proof of Life After Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the blessed month of Ramadhan has passed. May our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ibadah&lt;/span&gt; be accepted and may we persevere towards doing more in its last days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The materialists look down upon a 'life after death'. For them, if you cannot see it, cannot put it under a microscope, cannot analyze it ... it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple proof of life after death can easily be explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's place a pair of exact, identical twins: Jack and John. Nothing distinguishes one from the other physically. So if one of them commits murder, can we hang the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common sense says no of course. But what makes one twin know that he is not the other? What makes Jack know he is not John and John know he is not Jack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness. A word that makes the scientist run away in fear - because he cannot explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet (shalallahu 'alaihiwasalam) said: "Sleep is the brother of death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how true that is! Take a look at the sleeping, unconscious one! His heart is beating, his brain is functioning, yet he is not conscious! Death is similar to that. The body is gone, the body is dead. But the consciousness, our soul, is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our body is made up of atoms and molecules. These same atoms and molecules are found in everything else in the universe. So what makes up consciousness? What makes this collection of atoms and molecules have feelings, perceptions, and ideas? It is the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is this soul that will pass on into the next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This body, this physical tool, made of atoms and molecules, will simply turn to dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we prepared for our souls, in the next life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5681608093408273414?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5681608093408273414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5681608093408273414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5681608093408273414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5681608093408273414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/09/proof-of-life-after-death.html' title='Proof of Life After Death'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7585990909473714716</id><published>2009-08-23T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:26:16.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>رمضان مبارك...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SpD7QXhQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yXIMPDKZxB0/s1600-h/Ramadhan_Mubarak_by_erichilemex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SpD7QXhQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yXIMPDKZxB0/s320/Ramadhan_Mubarak_by_erichilemex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373070614063019394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is our &lt;em&gt;job&lt;/em&gt; to find a meaning to this Ramadhan...&lt;br /&gt;May Allah assist us in our searching..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan Mubarak min Faruq wa ana to all our kenalan Muslimin Muslimaat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7585990909473714716?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7585990909473714716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7585990909473714716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7585990909473714716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7585990909473714716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='رمضان مبارك...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yP-UV0YCYTA/SpD7QXhQ9YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yXIMPDKZxB0/s72-c/Ramadhan_Mubarak_by_erichilemex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8416563175092632188</id><published>2009-08-15T07:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:11:42.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>The Prophet's Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hadiths of scientific significance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Allow your food to cool a bit, for hot food lacks blessing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;- Reported by ad-Daylami, taken from Content of Character by Shaykh al-Amin al-Mazrui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I first heard of this hadith from Ustaz. He mentioned that whatever we eat (or drink) should be cooled down slightly before consumption. He gave an example of some of us who, when the rice, or mee or whatever food is served piping hot, that we have to blow it to cool it, we still tuck them in. Wait first, let it cool down by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Science has proven the Messenger of God (shalallahu 'alaihiwasalam) right (not that he needs it):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/news/2009/03/27/hot-tea-cancer.html"&gt;Hot tea linked to throat cancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who drank hot tea (between 65-69 degrees Celsius, 149-156 degrees Fahrenheit) were twice as likely to develop throat cancer compared with those who drank warm or lukewarm tea, whose temperature was 65 C (149 F) or less.&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Messenger of God (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) was reported to have said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"When one of you becomes angry while standing, he should sit down. If the anger leaves him, well and good; otherwise he should lie down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Reported by Abu Dharr, in the Sunan of Abu Dawood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/science-news/6016087/Insults-are-better-taken-lying-down-claim-scientists.html"&gt;Insults are better taken lying down, claim scientists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who received their insults while lying down, however, did not experience    the same angry brain reaction.&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There's another tip from the Prophet (shalallahu 'alahiwasalam) to diffuse anger:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Anger comes from the devil, the devil was created of fire, and fire is extinguished only with water; so when one of you becomes angry, he should perform ablution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Reported by Atiyyah as-Sa'di in the Sunan of Abu Dawood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Maybe those scientists should perform this experiment next : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8416563175092632188?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8416563175092632188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8416563175092632188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8416563175092632188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8416563175092632188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/08/prophets-advice.html' title='The Prophet&apos;s Advice'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2410588861419639397</id><published>2009-08-06T07:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:31:09.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Scattered Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaqub ibn Shaybah and ibn Abi al-Dunya record on the authority of Salim, the freed slave of Abu Hudhayfah (radhiallahu anhum) that the Messenger of Allah (shalallahu 'alahi wasalam) said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"A group of people will be brought on the Day of Judgement with deeds like Mount Tihamah and Allah will render their deeds to dust and they will be thrown face first in the Fire."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim said: "I fear that I am one of them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (shalallahu 'alahi wasalam) said: &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"They would fast, pray, and apportion some of the night for worship, but in secret, when an opportunity to do something forbidden presented itself, they would take it and as such Allah will invalidate their deeds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person could have his deeds annulled because of showing off or arrogance and the likes yet not even be aware of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- Taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;The Journey to Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; by Ibn Rajab al-Hanbali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; one of them! *weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2410588861419639397?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2410588861419639397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2410588861419639397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2410588861419639397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2410588861419639397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/08/scattered-dust.html' title='Scattered Dust'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8252768539439920632</id><published>2009-07-30T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:53:55.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>Missing Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While walking back to our locker room...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I miss him, bro.&lt;br /&gt;Akhi: Who?&lt;br /&gt;Me: The one who brought light to the heavens and the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Akhi (thinks...) ... God?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, the one He sent. The best one.&lt;br /&gt;Akhi: (still thinking) ... Nabi?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, shalallahu 'alahi wa salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhi: How can you miss him - you've never seen him?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (smiling) That's why you have to read about him, brother.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You'll miss him too if you know him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QGK_9fRd00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QGK_9fRd00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, sampaikan rinduku pada kekasihMu... *weeps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8252768539439920632?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8252768539439920632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8252768539439920632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8252768539439920632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8252768539439920632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/07/missing-him.html' title='Missing Him'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5109780450103263040</id><published>2009-07-20T05:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:47:41.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selawat'/><title type='text'>The Night Ascension</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The grandest day for the Ummah of the Prophet Muhammad (shallallahu 'alaihi wa salam) is the day of his birth. But for the man himself, the grandest day for him is the night (the night of 27th Rajab) he ascended into the heavens and entered into the presence of the Lord Almighty Himself. He went where no other creature, not angel, man or jinn has gone before or will ever go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's a mention of this in this beautiful nasyid of the famous Qasidah Burdah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wsoAOOFyQc8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wsoAOOFyQc8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How close was Rasulullah (shallallahu 'alaihi wa salam) to the Omnipotent One?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then he approached and came closer, and was at a distance of but two bow-lengths or (even) nearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anNajm : 8 - 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;SubhanaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5109780450103263040?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5109780450103263040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5109780450103263040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5109780450103263040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5109780450103263040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-ascension.html' title='The Night Ascension'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6239654190418619828</id><published>2009-07-04T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:20:47.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Trust in God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infiq maa fiil jaib, ya'tiik maa fiil ghaib&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Roughly translated: "Give away whatever is in the pockets, and will descend upon you from the Unseen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A saying from Yemen, which I learnt from class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ustaz gave an example: If we have $50 and someone asks for it, we simply give it away. Not give $20 and keep $30. Give it away and God will provide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Someone asked if it depended on the situation. What if you're left with $2 and needed the money for transport back home? Amidst laughter, Ustaz replied that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the test. Give away all that you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For indeed it is in the Quran: the famous verse of 1000 Dinar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And for those who fear Allah, He (ever) prepares a way out, and He provides for him from (sources) he could never imagine. And if anyone puts his trust in Allah, sufficient is (Allah) for him. For Allah will surely accomplish his purpose: verily, for all things has Allah appointed a due proportion."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atTalaq : 2 - 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6239654190418619828?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6239654190418619828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6239654190418619828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6239654190418619828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6239654190418619828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/07/trust-in-god.html' title='Trust in God'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5065477655045929451</id><published>2009-06-22T06:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:08:25.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Many of us would scorn at those beggars on the streets, whom we think are simply pretenders. I used to think so too ... until I read what Imam alHaddad (may God raise his degree) had to say in his &lt;em&gt;Book of Assistance&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In it, the Imam stresses the need to give in charity every single day, even if a small amount (half a date) and to do it early, for hardships do not cross (the protective barrier of) charity. He tells us not to disappoint the beggar at the door, for he is God's gift to you. If you find nothing to give then send him away with kind words and a promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When giving something to a needy person, smile at him and be aware that you are indebted to him, for he accepts a little from you, through which you receive a reward worth more than the whole world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So I pondered his words. Those of us who give unwillingly, what a waste of our charity. For sincerity is absent. Our hands give but our hearts doubt. Whether or not the beggar is a pretender does not diminish our reward from God, does it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In fact, the more we doubt, decreases the sincerity, lessens the reward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So why doubt? Give and give sincerely. Let the heart be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May we perservere in goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5065477655045929451?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5065477655045929451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5065477655045929451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5065477655045929451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5065477655045929451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/06/charity.html' title='Charity'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6321261962873784614</id><published>2009-06-17T14:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:19:55.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insyaAllah'/><title type='text'>Rayuan Rindu II (Ramadhan Ta'al...)</title><content type='html'>InsyaAllah! &lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-FWw6aO7s4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-FWw6aO7s4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munsyid : UNIC feat In-Team&lt;br /&gt;http://liriknasyid.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Ramadhan bulan ibadah&lt;br /&gt;bulan kerahmatan dan keampunan&lt;br /&gt;para malaikat merendahkan sayap&lt;br /&gt;untuk menghitung pahala berganda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramadhan bulan berpuasa&lt;br /&gt;bulan kesabaran dan keinsafan&lt;br /&gt;lapar dan dahaga mendidik jiwa&lt;br /&gt;menundukkan nafsu&lt;br /&gt;mengawal indera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pintu syurga dibukakan&lt;br /&gt;ditutup pintu neraka&lt;br /&gt;dibelenggu syaitan yang durjana&lt;br /&gt;dihentikan azab di pusara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**bersyukurlah pada rahmat-Nya&lt;br /&gt;(Ya ramadhan)&lt;br /&gt;dikurnia bulan yang mulia (ya ramadhan)&lt;br /&gt;beruntunglah bagi mereka yang&lt;br /&gt;mendapat keredhaan-Nya(ya ramadhan)&lt;br /&gt;tiap satu pahala ibadah&lt;br /&gt;tujuh puluh ia digandakan&lt;br /&gt;10 akhir ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;dikurniakan lailatul Qadar&lt;br /&gt;malam yang terbaik&lt;br /&gt;diumpamakan seribu bulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulang #&lt;br /&gt;ulang *&lt;br /&gt;ulang**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga dapat bertemu dengannya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6321261962873784614?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2089431804283439361</id><published>2009-06-15T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:36:52.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Rayuan Rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Out of the blue, &lt;em&gt;akhi&lt;/em&gt; sang a couple of lines of this song to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I welcomed the tune and pointed to the sky : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z1v_Os8Tnko&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2089431804283439361?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2089431804283439361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2089431804283439361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Malik r.a.</title><content type='html'>Get to know... The Great Scholars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malik ibn Anas ibn Malik ibn `Amr, al-Imam, Abu `Abd Allah al-Humyari al-Asbahi al-Madani (93-179), the Shaykh of Islam, Proof of the Community, Imam of the Abode of Emigration, and Knowledgeable Scholar of Madina predicted by the Prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second of the four major mujtahid imams, whose school filled North Africa, al-Andalus, much of Egypt, and some of al-Sham, Yemen, Sudan, Iraq, and Khurasan. He is the author of al-Muwatta’ ("The Approved"), formed of the sound narrations of the Prophet from the people of the Hijaz together with the sayings of the Companions, the Followers, and those after them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Al-Muwatta'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hailed by al-Shafi`i as the soundest book on earth after the Qur’an, nearest book on earth to the Qur’an, most correct book on earth after the Qur’an, and most beneficial book on earth after the Qur’an according to four separate narrations. Malik said: "I showed my book to seventy jurists of Madina, and every single one of them approved me for it (kulluhum wâta’ani `alayh), so I named it ‘The Approved’." Imam al-Bukhari said that the soundest of all chains of transmission was "Malik, from Nafi`, from Ibn `Umar." The scholars of hadith call it the Golden Chain, and there are eighty narrations with this chain in the Muwatta’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Prophet's prediction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet said: "Very soon will people beat the flanks of camels in search of knowledge, and they shall find no-one more knowledgeable than the knowledgeable scholar of Madina." Al-Tirmidhi, al-Qadi `Iyad, Dhahabi and others relate from Sufyan ibn `Uyayna, `Abd al-Razzaq, Ibn Mahdi, Ibn Ma`in, Dhu’ayb ibn `Imama, Ibn al-Madini, and others that they considered that scholar to be Malik ibn Anas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;His Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imam Malik is the connection of the entire Islamic Community to the knowledge of the Sunna as it was preserved by the scholars of the Prophet’s city, al-Madina. This reference-point of his school of jurisprudence is observed time and again in the Muwatta’ with the phrase: "And this is what I have found (or seen) the people of knowledge practicing." &lt;br /&gt;He was keenly aware of his mission as both the transmitter and the elucidator of the Sunna. This is characteristic of his students’ praise of him, beginning with al-Shafi`i’s famous sayings: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"No-one constitutes as great a favor to me in Allah’s Religion as Malik"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When the scholars of knowledge are mentioned, Malik is the guiding star."&lt;/span&gt; `Abd Allah ibn Wahb said: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Every memorizer of hadith that does not have an Imam in fiqh is misguided (dâll), and if Allah had not rescued us with Malik and al-Layth (ibn Sa`d), I would have been misguided." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How he revered the Prophet's ahadith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imam Malik held the hadith of the Prophet in such reverence that he never narrated anything nor gave a fatwa unless in a state of ritual purity. Isma`il ibn Abi Uways said: "I asked my uncle Malik about something. He bade me sit, made ablution, sat on the couch, and said: la hawla wa la quwwata illa billah. He did not give a fatwa except he said it first."&lt;br /&gt;Al-Haytham said: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I heard Malik being asked forty eight questions, to thirty-two of which he replied: ‘I do not know.’"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Mus`ab reported that Malik said: "I did not give fatwas before seventy scholars first witnessed to my competence to do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malik’s ethics, together with the states of awe and emotion which were observed on him by his entourage, were no doubt partly inherited from great shaykhs of his such as Ja`far al-Sadiq, Ibn Hurmuz, and Ibn Shihab al-Zuhri. He visited his shaykh Ibn Hurmuz (d. 148) every day from morning to night for a period of about eight years and recounts: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I would come to Ibn Hurmuz, whereupon he would order the servant to close the door and let down the curtain, then he would start speaking of the beginning of this Umma, and tears would stream down his beard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maliki shaykh Ibn Qunfudh al-Qusantini (d. 810) wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the practice of the Pious Predecessors and the Imams of the past that whenever the Prophet was mentioned in their presence they were overwhelmed by reverence, humbleness, stillness, and dignity. Ja`far ibn Muhammad ibn `Ali ibn al-Husayn ibn `Ali ibn Abi Talib would turn pale whenever he heard the Prophet mentioned. Imam Malik would not mention a hadith except in a state of ritual purity. `Abd al-Rahman ibn al-Qasim ibn Muhammad ibn Abu Bakr al-Siddiq would turn red and stammer whenever he heard the Prophet mentioned. As for `Amir ibn `Abd Allah ibn al-Zubayr ibn al-`Awamm al-Asadi (one of the early Sufis), he would weep until his eyes had no tears left in them. When any hadiths were mentioned in their presence they would lower their voices. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Malik said: "The Prophet’s sacredness (hurma) is in death is as his sacredness was in life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Imam Malik's Halaqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qutayba said: "When we went to see Malik, he would come out to us adorned, wearing kuhl on his eyes, perfumed, wearing his best clothes, sit at the head of the circle, call for palm-leaf fans, and give each one of us a fan." Muhammad ibn `Umar: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Malik’s circle was a circle of dignity and courtesy. He was a man of majestic countenance and noblity. There was no part for self-display, vain talk, or loud speech in his circle. His reader would read for all, and no-one looked into his own book, nor asked questions, out of awe before Malik and out of respect for him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imam Malik's stature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It is elsewhere related that Malik himself was tall, heavyset, imposing of stature, very fair, with white hair and beard but bald, with a huge beard and blue eyes; he "detested and condemned" shaving of the moustache, and he always wore beautiful clothes, especially white'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RadiyaAllahu 'Anhu. (May Allah be pleased with his ruh)&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3580257583964503638?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3580257583964503638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3580257583964503638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3580257583964503638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3580257583964503638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/06/imam-malik-ra.html' title='Imam Malik r.a.'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-297537251797264047</id><published>2009-06-08T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:40:17.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><title type='text'>احببته...</title><content type='html'>بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MczcAa8Q-Dc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MczcAa8Q-Dc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, Assalamualaikum Warahmatullah to all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-297537251797264047?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/297537251797264047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=297537251797264047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/297537251797264047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/297537251797264047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='احببته...'/><author><name>ruqayyah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-177761906385760140</id><published>2009-06-03T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:28:46.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><title type='text'>Impromptu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was after Isyak, at the surau: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: (lowers head, hand on forehead, closes eyes - too tired)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Akhi: Are you shedding a tear, my brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: Yes, I have too much sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Akhi: May God forgive you your sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: May God forgive you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Akhi: May God forgive you most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: May God forgive you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Akhi (laughing) Hah! Caught you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: (smiling) God has no limits, brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Akhi: (taps my shoulder) May God forgive us both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- - - - - - - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Amin, Ya Robb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May God lengthen and strengthen the bond we share for His Sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;P.s. &lt;em&gt;Akhi &lt;/em&gt;in Arabic means 'my brother'. Yes, we call each other that, alhamdulillah : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-177761906385760140?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/177761906385760140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=177761906385760140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/177761906385760140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/177761906385760140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/06/impromptu.html' title='Impromptu'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4088492984438148221</id><published>2009-05-30T05:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:20:50.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Before you move your legs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Before you move your legs (after the end of the Friday prayers) or talk, recite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alFatiha x 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alIkhlas x 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alFalaq x 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;anNas  x 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;SubhanaAllah wabihamdih x 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Why? Because as Imam alHaddad (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh raise his degree) put it in his &lt;em&gt;Book of Assistance&lt;/em&gt;: "there are hadiths which indicate the merit of this act."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May we perservere with the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4088492984438148221?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4088492984438148221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4088492984438148221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4088492984438148221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4088492984438148221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-you-move-your-legs.html' title='&quot;Before you move your legs...'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-533390255331320435</id><published>2009-05-20T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:48:37.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Kembali - Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One of my personal favourites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m1a2dGAwmEY&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My rather amatuerish Malay-to-English translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The life that you go through, has no meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet you do not realise it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your face turns pale and stiff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You worry that life is ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you not know that He is the Most Powerful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you still not realise that there is no life without Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SubhanaAllah - Glory be to Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereby you lower your head, silenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shivers run through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on your sins, as huge as the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoping to be given a chance, a longer life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you may be a true servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is the Most Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah is the Most Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return then, to your true nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is the Most Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah is the Most Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise then, from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You now prostrate humbly, arrogance disappears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The dark spot upon your heart erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be given a chance, to worship again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That you may be a true servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realise the scant time that has been given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You realise that His Love is Eternal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is the Most Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah is the Most Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return then, to your true nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is the Most Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allah is the Most Forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love God a love that is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SubhanaAllah - Glory be to Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory be to the Almighty and Holy King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-533390255331320435?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/533390255331320435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=533390255331320435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/533390255331320435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/533390255331320435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/05/kembali-return.html' title='Kembali - Return'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7239260968499794188</id><published>2009-05-10T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:47:09.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Mothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A tribute to my mother... : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sami Yusuf's Ya Ummi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bTUgd3PY-7k&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yusuf Islam's Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/srILXvwonbc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoever said Islam denigrates women needs to know that the most important person in a Muslim's life is a woman - the mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7239260968499794188?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7239260968499794188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7239260968499794188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7239260968499794188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7239260968499794188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers.html' title='Mothers'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3079115059870939302</id><published>2009-04-29T17:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:08:34.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Divine Greeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The last four verses of Surah alFajr, describing the Most Gracious' greeting to the virtous:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330047068102156930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SfghkZJXYoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/EEC7u-Os0lo/s400/soulrest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(But unto the righteous, God will say) "O thou human being that hast attained to inner peace!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330047066629265458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 52px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SfghkTqM2DI/AAAAAAAAAVA/vRmT1Xu03iw/s400/returnpleased.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Return to thy Lord, well-pleased (and) pleasing (Him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330047063237605186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 48px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SfghkHBkN0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/09KnTrT7870/s400/devotees.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enter then, together with My servants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330047062209885954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SfghkDMidwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/f1OZ4SmaD24/s400/enterheaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enter thou, My Garden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord! What honour, what nobility, what great reverence, to be called ... Your servant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Prophet (salallahu 'alahi wasalam) took pride in being called an &lt;em&gt;'abd&lt;/em&gt; (servant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly I am unworthy to be called Your servant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more enter Your Garden ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3079115059870939302?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3079115059870939302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3079115059870939302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3079115059870939302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3079115059870939302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/04/divine-greeting.html' title='Divine Greeting'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SfghkZJXYoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/EEC7u-Os0lo/s72-c/soulrest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8073490506486640300</id><published>2009-04-20T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:41:33.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>We Will be Judged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t21sdA82fu4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;From the womb to the tomb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I remind myself first, before I remind anyone else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We will be judged ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717749842855810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SexNkkImx4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zlyk8M1nGGA/s400/withergo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Where then are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atTakwir : 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8073490506486640300?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8073490506486640300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8073490506486640300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8073490506486640300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8073490506486640300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-will-be-judged.html' title='We Will be Judged'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SexNkkImx4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zlyk8M1nGGA/s72-c/withergo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4398457984259548107</id><published>2009-04-13T17:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:28:42.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Raping One's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Read this article about a week back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090402/ap_on_re_as/as_afghan_women"&gt;Critics assail Afghan law that 'legalizes rape'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I admit, I was astounded at first. I mean, where in the world would anyone want to 'legalize rape'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then came the big bummer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A new Afghan law makes it legal for men to rape their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, human rights groups and some Afghan lawmakers said Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Let me get this straight, how can a husband, ever, rape his own wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And should he, the husband, find it so hard to be intimate with his own wife, where do you think he'll satisfy his needs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So ... it' illegal to be intimate with one's wife but it's absolutely legal to have an illicit affair (?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It boggles the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the most controversial articles stipulates the wife "is bound to preen for her husband as and when he desires." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"As long as the husband is not traveling, he has the right to have sexual intercourse with his wife every fourth night," Article 132 of the law says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Unless the wife is ill or has any kind of illness that intercourse could aggravate, the wife is bound to give a positive response to the sexual desires of her husband."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One provision also appears to protect the woman's right to sex inside marriage saying the "man should not avoid having sexual relations with his wife longer than once every four months."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Erm, so what exactly is wrong with this law? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's Islamic, that's why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The critics should turn their focus towards the problem of 'extra-marital affairs'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they want to champion womens' rights, what greater right is there for women than that their own husbands be loyal to them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dude, look who's talking. These same people are the ones having the problems of scandals, teenage pregnancies, abortions, sexually-transmitted diseases and prostitutes lining the streets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;From Sahih Muslim, it is narrated that the Prophet (sallalllahu 'alaihi wa salam) said: "If a man calls his wife to bed and she refuses till he slept while angry, then the angels will curse her till the morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I wonder why this law only applies to the Shiites in Afghistan, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/article/617179"&gt;Afghan cleric defends 'rape' law&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mohseni said the law simply reiterates rules from Islam's holy book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In sharia law, it states that a woman cannot go out without the permission of her husband."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He argued that the law is permissive because it allows a woman to go out for a medical emergency or other urgent reason without asking beforehand. In addition, he said, a couple can opt out of this rule when signing a marriage contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohseni said much of the uproar has come from people misinterpreting the law. He said a woman can refuse sex with her husband for many reasons beyond illness. For example, he said, she may be fasting for Ramadan, preparing for a pilgrimage, menstruating or have just given birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;May God guide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4398457984259548107?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4398457984259548107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4398457984259548107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4398457984259548107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4398457984259548107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/04/raping-ones-wife.html' title='Raping One&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6153264703834798686</id><published>2009-04-05T17:07:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:11:40.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"Whoever imitates a people is from them"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A very relevant and significant hadith that I would like to remind myself of first, before I remind those who are reading. Narrated from four Companions, namely Abdullah ibn Umar, Abu Hurayra, Hudhaifa and Anas ibn Malik (may God be pleased with them all), that the Prophet (saw) said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Whoever imitates a people is from them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;An excellent breakdown of this hadith can be found &lt;a href="http://mtakbar.wordpress.com/2008/05/19/imam-suhaib-webb-alazhari-break-down-of-the-hadith-whoever-imitates-a-people-is-from-them/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I believe this is strengthened by the hadith from Sahih Muslim, regarding the Muslim Ummah following our predecessors (Jews and Christians) so much so that if they were to enter a lizard hole, we would do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Abu Sa’id al-Khudri reported Allah’s Messenger (may peace be upon him) as saying: You would tread the same path as was trodden by those before you inch by inch and step by step so much so that if they had entered into the hole of the lizard, you would follow them in this also. We said: Allah’s Messenger, do you mean Jews and Christians (by your words)” those before you”? He said: Who else (than those two religious groups)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And of course, God's own Word that came via the Prophet's (saw) blessed lips: &lt;em&gt;Lakum diinukum waliyadin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Meaning, "to you, your way, to me, mine." I doubt this in any way means that we are to imitate anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So anyway, to elaborate on the kind of things we do to imitate other people, is this video on the evil of the hip-hop culture. This is in no way stereotyping such a culture, indeed there are many other 'hobbies' or 'pastimes' that take away our time from what is the most important in life - preparing for death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sure, have hobbies, have pastimes, but do not make them overwhlem ourselves so much so that we forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satan has gained the mastery over them, and caused them to forget God's Remembrance. Those are Satan's party; why, Satan's party, surely, they are the losers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alMujadilah : 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;May Allah (Jalla Jallaluh) protect us from forgetting Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 326px" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" hl="en&amp;amp;fs="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If video doesn't play, &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4591500831447768682"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Does this not remind us of the is-yoga-halal-or-haram fiasco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Simple question: who are you imitating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May God guide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6153264703834798686?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6153264703834798686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6153264703834798686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6153264703834798686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6153264703834798686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoever-imitates-people-is-from-them.html' title='&quot;Whoever imitates a people is from them&quot;'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8905204934162855637</id><published>2009-03-29T17:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:23:03.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>O Lord, What have I Done?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*remorse*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O Lord, what have I done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps bitterly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgive this weak servant of Yours, who cannot comprehend Your Majesty and Might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those who are able to grasp Your Greatness and Power, shudder to even &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; of disobeying You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have pity then, on this wretched and ungrateful servant, who desires death more than disobedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me cling to Your Robe when my nafs and the Accursed One seduce me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do not leave me to be tempted and give me the strength to resist them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For what is with You is enormously better and lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318552022884884594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/Sc9K4st9IHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/fkh6SNmwRtk/s400/glittertest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That which is on earth We have made but as a glittering show for the earth, in order that We may test them - as to which of them are best in conduct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alKahf : 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8905204934162855637?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8905204934162855637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8905204934162855637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8905204934162855637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8905204934162855637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-lord-what-have-i-done.html' title='O Lord, What have I Done?'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/Sc9K4st9IHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/fkh6SNmwRtk/s72-c/glittertest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8844534947414449335</id><published>2009-03-24T07:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:45:34.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Thank You for the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It happens almost every other day here in Singapore. In certain parts of the world, not that often and in some others, abundantly. What am I talking about? The rain. Something we take for granted, something we mostly complain about, something we don't even take notice of and reflect on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I admit, I was among those people. But alhamdulillah through reading His Magnificent Book, I've come to realise the significance of such a wonder. The rain. SubhanaAllah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316534029263170274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/ScgfiAqB6uI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1XrCNZ_NvJ4/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It is He who sends down rain from the sky: from it ye drink, and out of it (grows) the vegetation on which ye feed your cattle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anNahl : 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It is Allah Who hath created the heavens and the earth and sendeth down rain from the skies, and with it bringeth out fruits wherewith to feed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ibrahim : 32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And if indeed thou ask them who it is that sends down rain from the sky, and gives life therewith to the earth after its death, they will certainly reply, "(Allah)!" Say, "Praise be to Allah." But most of them understand not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alAnkabut : 63&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316534033166431794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/ScgfiPMo9jI/AAAAAAAAAUA/LXfSX6Nl2qY/s400/raining.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It is Allah Who sends the Winds, and they raise the Clouds: then does He spread them in the sky as He wills, and break them into fragments, until thou seest rain-drops issue from the midst thereof: then when He has made them reach such of his servants as He wills behold, they do rejoice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arRum : 48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Even though, before they received (the rain) - just before this - they were dumb with despair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arRum : 49&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I cried when I read those two verses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Those of mankind, who crave for the rain, the life-giving nourishment, not just for themselves, but for their crops and cattle as well. On dry, barren land, they look to the heavens - helpless, powerless. For without the rain, what have we to eat, what have we to drink? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And do they not see that We do drive rain to parched soil (bare of herbage), and produce therewith crops, providing food for their cattle and themselves? Have they not the vision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asSajdah : 27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And thus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then when He has made them reach such of his servants as He wills behold, they do rejoice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arRum : 48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316651094642379042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SciKAHLZySI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/XSsMqiafjP8/s400/rejoicerain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya Allah! Thank you for the rain! O Lord! Thank you for the rain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you Ya Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316534037406235266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/Scgfie_fOoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/lXksBXbAo8k/s400/raining2.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For the arrogant man who struts the earth thinking he owns himself, something as simple as the rain he has not any control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And We send the fecundating winds, then cause the rain to descend from the sky, therewith providing you with water (in abundance), though ye are not the guardians of its stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alHijr : 22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;See ye the water which ye drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Do ye bring it down (in rain) from the cloud or do We?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Were it Our Will, We could make it salt (and unpalatable): then why do ye not give thanks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alWaqi'ah : 68 - 70&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You, Lord, for the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8844534947414449335?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8844534947414449335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8844534947414449335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8844534947414449335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8844534947414449335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-for-rain.html' title='Thank You for the Rain'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/ScgfiAqB6uI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1XrCNZ_NvJ4/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-111214328854386473</id><published>2009-03-09T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:14:38.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>Poem of Muhammad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Monday, 12th RabiulAwal - the birth of the Most Honoured Messenger and Seal of the Prophets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;God saved His best for the last - the final Prophet being His Beloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So shall I post my final entry of the 12 days by sharing a simply brilliant poem-cum-video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The hair on the back of my neck stood as I watched the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSYDcIgdkV4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-111214328854386473?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/111214328854386473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=111214328854386473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/111214328854386473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/111214328854386473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem-of-muhammad.html' title='Poem of Muhammad'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6491147141439056842</id><published>2009-03-08T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:31:36.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;11th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One of the most beautiful poems of the Prophet (saw) I've read. Moved me to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May blessings and salaams be upon our beloved equivalent to the&lt;br /&gt;Leaves on every tree,&lt;br /&gt;The water in every sea,&lt;br /&gt;Every rain drop that should fall upon the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Every grain of sand in the desert,&lt;br /&gt;Every heart that should walk upon the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Every child that shall taste birth,&lt;br /&gt;Every man that shall touch the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your name be mentioned by each and every tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy the sand that met his feet,&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous of honey he tasted sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of birds that hovered above his head,&lt;br /&gt;Of spiders who spun their sacred web,&lt;br /&gt;To save him from his enemies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy clouds that formed seas,&lt;br /&gt;That gave him cover from the heat,&lt;br /&gt;Of a sun whose light could not compete,&lt;br /&gt;With his, whose face did shine so bright,&lt;br /&gt;That all was so clear in pitch black night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy sightless trees that gazed,&lt;br /&gt;Upon his form completely dazed.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing if the sun had rose,&lt;br /&gt;Or if the sky was one with those,&lt;br /&gt;Who knelt, who prayed and fasted too,&lt;br /&gt;Simply because he (peace be upon him) told them to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With truth &amp;amp; kindness, charity&lt;br /&gt;From God who gave such clarity.&lt;br /&gt;His mercy comes in one, who sent,&lt;br /&gt;To mould our hearts more heaven bent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy all there at his side,&lt;br /&gt;Who watched the turning of the tide,&lt;br /&gt;As truth prevailed and falsehood fled,&lt;br /&gt;And hope restored life to the dead.&lt;br /&gt;And men and women who found their place,&lt;br /&gt;With aspirations for Gods faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy the cup that gave him drink,&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts that helped us all to think.&lt;br /&gt;To be one thought the passed his mind,&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring him to act so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me this world is not one jot,&lt;br /&gt;If I could simply be a thought,&lt;br /&gt;From him to God throughout the ages,&lt;br /&gt;As revelation came in stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity those who think it odd,&lt;br /&gt;To hear him say there is only one God.&lt;br /&gt;For he was sent by God to men,&lt;br /&gt;To hone their sprits acumen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pride that blinds us from the sight,&lt;br /&gt;That helps all men to see his light.&lt;br /&gt;He taught us all to be God's slave,&lt;br /&gt;And he will be the one who saves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity from sinful pride,&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad (peace be upon him) has God on his side.&lt;br /&gt;So on this day be blessed and sing,&lt;br /&gt;for he was born to grace our spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lilies, flowers, life's rebirth,&lt;br /&gt;In a dome of green like his on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6491147141439056842?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6491147141439056842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6491147141439056842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6491147141439056842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6491147141439056842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/beautiful-poem.html' title='Beautiful Poem'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5277630387267655495</id><published>2009-03-07T05:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:28:01.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selawat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>Salamun Salamun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;10th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Salamun salamun, Ya Rasulullah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8yfFd7cwMM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5277630387267655495?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5277630387267655495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5277630387267655495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5277630387267655495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5277630387267655495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/salamun-salamun.html' title='Salamun Salamun'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5884015546515891713</id><published>2009-03-06T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T05:52:37.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>The Best of Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnn1KpSTLNU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, ... Muhammad ... Khaira khalqillah ... *weeps* ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5884015546515891713?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5884015546515891713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5884015546515891713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5884015546515891713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5884015546515891713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-of-creation.html' title='The Best of Creation'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8397794448549023169</id><published>2009-03-05T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:47:58.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>His Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;8th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A hadith from Sahih Muslim, as narrated by Abu Hurayra (ra) reports that the Messenger of Allah (saw) came upon a graveyard and said: "Peace be upon you, abode of a believing people. Allah willing, we will join you. I wish that we could see our brothers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Companions (ra) who were with the Prophet (saw), enquired: "Are we not your brothers, Messenger of Allah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He said: "You are my Companions, my brothers are those who have not yet come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A variant to the hadith states: "You are my Companions, my brothers are those who believe in me, without seeing me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, are we those brothers whom you mentioned and wished to see ... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8397794448549023169?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8397794448549023169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8397794448549023169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8397794448549023169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8397794448549023169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-brothers.html' title='His Brothers'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3591068747088597522</id><published>2009-03-04T05:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:52:44.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>His Warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;7th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As narrated by Abu Hurayra (ra), he said that if anyone ever took the hand of the Messenger of Allah (saw), &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he would not withdraw his hand until the other man would be the one to do so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; and his knees - or 'his knee' - would never be seen to be withdrawn from the knee of his guest (sitting so close that their knees touched); and no one would greet him except that he would turn his face to them, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he would not leave them until they had finished speaking with him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Umar b. al-As (ra) is reported to have said: "The Messenger of Allah (saw) would turn his face and converse with even the most wicked of people, in order to gain their affection. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He used to turn to me and engage me in conversation until I thought I was the best of people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so I said: "O Messenger of Allah, am I better, or is Abu Bakr?" "Abu Bakr," he replied. "O Messenger of Allah, am I better, or is Umar?" He replied: "Umar." "O Messenger of Allah," I said, "am I better, or is Uthman?" He replied: "Uthman." When I asked the Messenger of Allah (saw) this, he turned away from me, and I wished that I had never asked him. And when he sent an envoy, he used to say: "Gain people's affection!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Prophet (saw) would treat every single person who came to him as the most important person - thus felt Umar b. al-As (ra) until he asked the Prophet (saw) about who among the Companions (ra) were higher in rank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, you are such a beautiful soul... *weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3591068747088597522?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3591068747088597522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3591068747088597522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3591068747088597522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3591068747088597522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-warmth.html' title='His Warmth'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6188150314381090748</id><published>2009-03-03T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:10:48.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>al-Mu'allim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;6th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One of my favourite songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QrMA5h-n_s&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, what an honoured and exalted teacher you are, for who else taught you but the Almighty Himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6188150314381090748?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6188150314381090748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6188150314381090748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6188150314381090748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6188150314381090748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/al-muallim.html' title='al-Mu&apos;allim'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2513292101928740205</id><published>2009-03-02T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:42:33.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>His Blessed Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;5th installment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ These hadith and others that I've related on the description of the Prophet (saw) have been extracted from the excellent book: &lt;em&gt;Our Master Muhammad : The Messenger of Allah (saw) : His Sublime Character &amp;amp; Exalted Attributes, Vol. 1&lt;/em&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Tirmidhi narrated from Abu Hurayra (ra) who said: "I never saw anything more beautiful than the Messenger of Allah (saw): it was as though the sun were shining from his face."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Also from Tirmidhi, on the authority of Abi Ubayda b. Muhammad b. Ammar b. Yasir, who said: "I said to Rubayya bint Muawwidh: "Describe to me the Messenger of Allah (saw)." She said: "O my son, if you had seen him, you would have seen the sun rising."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In Bukhari, the narration of Kaab b. Malik states: "When the Messenger of Allah (saw) was pleased, his face would light up like the section of the moon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Abu Nuaym narrates from Sayyidatina Aisha (ra) who said: "The Messenger of Allah (saw) had the handsomest face and the lightest colour. Nobody would describe him without comparing his face to the full moon. The beads of his sweat on his face were like pearls, and more fragrant than strong musk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, the full moon pales in comparison to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-2513292101928740205?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/2513292101928740205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=2513292101928740205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2513292101928740205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/2513292101928740205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-blessed-face.html' title='His Blessed Face'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4843365895405985197</id><published>2009-03-01T05:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:46:54.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>The Man Himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;4th day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AvfNVMqyrM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ya Rasulullah, accept us as your Ummah and grant us your most honoured intercession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4843365895405985197?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4843365895405985197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4843365895405985197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4843365895405985197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4843365895405985197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/03/man-himself.html' title='The Man Himself'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-9156111738694837622</id><published>2009-02-28T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:10:01.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>His Sweet Fragrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3rd day of the 12 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On the authority of Bukhari, Muslim and others, Anas (ra) related: "I never smelled any ambergis or musk, or anything sweeter than the fragrance of the Messenger of Allah (saw), and I never touched anything, neither brocade or silk, softer to touch than the Messenger of Allah (saw)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The narration from Tirmidhi has it that: Anas (ra) said: "I never smelled any musk or perfume sweeter than the fragrance of the sweat of the Messenger of Allah (saw)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Also from Anas (ra) who said: "When the Messenger of Allah (saw) passed down any of Madinah's streets, the people would notice the fragrant scent there, and would say: 'The Messenger of Allah (saw) has been this way.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Prophet's (saw) own sweat was perfume, yet he used to apply so much of it, only that his Ummah might follow his ways. Ya Rasulullah, surely nothing smells sweeter than you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-9156111738694837622?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/9156111738694837622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=9156111738694837622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9156111738694837622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9156111738694837622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/his-sweet-fragrance.html' title='His Sweet Fragrance'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5987705337457370987</id><published>2009-02-27T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:10:32.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>His Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Related post : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-thy-enemy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love Thy Enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2nd day installment of The 12 Days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1I4Y4cNEB-s&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How do you think the Prophet (saw) would react to those infamous cartoons that supposedly depicted him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5987705337457370987?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5987705337457370987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5987705337457370987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5987705337457370987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5987705337457370987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/his-kindness.html' title='His Kindness'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-9042811118112598420</id><published>2009-02-26T05:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:34:59.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 days'/><title type='text'>The 12 Days of Maulid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, the month of Rabiulawal is upon us. The blessed month of the birth of the most honoured prophet. Therefore during the first 12 days coming up to his birthday, I shall post daily about him, insyaAllah. Whether a poem, a description of him, a video clip or soundbite, I intend that we get closer and love him even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I shall start with a video clip of a moving poem by Dawud Wharnsby titled: "Don't talk to me about Muhammad". He relates a true story of an old woman who was helped and accompanied by this particular young man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She became Muslim at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FtGM7rZhS7c&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How can you not love such a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-9042811118112598420?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/9042811118112598420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=9042811118112598420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9042811118112598420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9042811118112598420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/12-days-of-maulid_26.html' title='The 12 Days of Maulid'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-151354975705106474</id><published>2009-02-13T10:51:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:18:10.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>The Grievous End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Trumpet will (just) be sounded, when all that are in the heavens and on earth will swoon, except such as it will please Allah (to exempt). Then will a second one be sounded, when, behold, they will be standing and looking on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azZumar : 68&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The trumpet shall be sounded, when behold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;From the sepulchres (men) will rush forth to their Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 51&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will be no more than a single blast, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when lo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They will all be brought up before Us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 53&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There I stand, with the rest of humanity that ever existed on the face of the earth, awaiting the Judgement of the Most Gracious. With the sun just above our heads, bearing down on us, each drowning in our own sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Each and every son of Adam will stand forth before the Almighty to account for the life that he was given and how he spent it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For to Us will be their return; Then it will be for Us to call them to account&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alGhashiyah : 25 - 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Everyone could see the &lt;em&gt;nabiyyin wa siddiqqin wa syuhada wa sholihin&lt;/em&gt; clad in fine garments of silk and brocade, sitting atop thrones of light, embedded with magnificent jewels and gems, with crowns of blinding beauty on their heads - shaded from the sun. They were laughing merrily, rejoicing at the Promise of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They will be adorned therein with bracelets of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and they will wear green garments of fine silk&lt;br /&gt;and heavy brocade: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They will recline therein on raised thrones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alKahf : 31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They and their associates will be in groves of (cool) shade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;reclining on thrones (of dignity)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 56&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(They will be) on thrones encrusted (with gold and precious stones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alWaqi'ah : 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As the Court of God commences session, I await my turn, trembling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Faruq, son of Muhammad Akbar, son of Abdullah! Come forth for your Judgement!"&lt;/span&gt; a herald calls out, the voice booming throughout the whole of creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My heart reached my throat - the greatest of fears has dawned - to stand before my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warn them of the Day that is (ever) drawing near, when the hearts will (come) right up to the throats to choke (them)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghafir : 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The sea of humanity parted, to make way for me to answer my Lord's questioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As I stand beneath the Mighty Throne of the King of kings, my record is read out before me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Faruq, son of Muhammad Akbar, son of Abdullah, born able-bodied with full-working senses and a sound mind, unorphaned, at this time of that day of this year, lived such-and-such years, given such-and-such portion of sustenance, wealth and health, married to such-and-such, beget such-and-such children and returned back to the Sublime King at this time of that day of this year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"O Faruq!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"How have ye spent your life and the bounties that the Most Gracious has bestowed on you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My lips sealed, my limbs begin to bear witness against my own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What my hands wrought, my feet trod, my eyes caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My ears listened, my stomach wantoned, my mind fashioned, my tongue mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That Day shall We set a seal on their mouths. But their hands will speak to us, and their feet bear witness, to all that they did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 65&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As each and every single act of mine is scrutinised, the Most Wise Judge will call out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On that Day We will ask Hell, "Art thou filled to the full?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Qaf : 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was hoping that it is filled already, that I would be spared His Punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alas for me, that hope was not to be, false is my judgement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will say, "Are there any more (to come)?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Qaf : 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thus, my fate has gone forth! My place in the Fire ready! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hell roars its fury at me, the ungrateful, wretched servant of the Almighty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When it sees them from a place far off, they will hear its fury and its raging sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alFurqan : 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Angels of the Fire surround me, with blazing chains seventy cubits long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Hasten forward, O despicable one! Taste ye the torment for ye did wrong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Further, make him march in a chain, whereof the length is seventy cubits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alHaqqah : 32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shrieked: "Where are my good deeds, my prayers, my fasting, my charity?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Scattered dust are they, for ye performed them not with sincerity!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(The stern command will say): "Seize ye him, and bind ye him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alHaqqah : 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A voice will cry: "Seize ye him and drag him into the midst of the Blazing Fire!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adDukhan : 47&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bound and beaten, chained and strickened, dragged on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All of creation trembles, anxious of being cast into the Fiery Blaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Day they will be dragged through the Fire on their faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alQamar : 48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dragged I am, I pass my family. My relatives, my friends, my company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I cry: "Save me! Help me! Will you not aid me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O mankind! do your duty to your Lord, and fear (the coming of) a Day when no father can avail aught for his son, nor a son avail aught for his father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luqman : 33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;On that Day shall no intercession avail except for those for whom permission has been granted by (Allah) Most Gracious and whose word is acceptable to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TaHa : 109&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tattered and torn, broken and worn, in front lie the Gates of Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Angels heave me, curse and mock me, into its Pits I fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then they will be thrown headlong into the (Fire)- they and those straying in Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ashShu'ara : 94&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ferocious heat, the sweltering scorch, my skin toasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/07/expelled-movie.html"&gt;Fresh skin replace&lt;/a&gt;, that I may taste, the agony of being roasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We shall soon cast into the Fire: as often as their skins are roasted through, We shall change them for fresh skins, that they may taste the penalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anNisa' : 56&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hunger and thirst magnify the unbelievably excruciating pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Given bitter fruit and boiling water, a scourge that my belly cannot contain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Such as shall dwell for ever in the Fire, and be given, to drink, boiling water, so that it cuts up their bowels (to pieces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muhammad : 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No food will be there for them but a bitter dhari': which will neither nourish nor satisfy hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alGhashiyah : 6 - 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Henceforth I lie, humiliated and grieved, in enduring misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With nothing but remorseful sighs and sobs as terrifying company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not for a decade neither a century, but dwelling therein for a whole eternity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who are wretched shall be in the Fire: There will be for them therein (nothing but) the heaving of sighs and sobs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hud : 106&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They will dwell therein for ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anNaba' : 23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Therefore, heed my brother this prose of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not for fame or fortune did I rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awake and arise from your slumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before the time comes and your days are numbered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take warning from the Lord that death is certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today or tomorrow you cannot reckon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bring forth your good deeds and attract His Pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For thy Lord is Ever-Forgiving, Full of Mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Allahumma ajirnaa minannaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Allahumma ajirnaa minannaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Allahumma ajirnaa minannaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O Lord God! Protect us from the Fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-151354975705106474?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/151354975705106474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=151354975705106474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/151354975705106474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/151354975705106474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/grievous-end.html' title='The Grievous End'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7165504269360844967</id><published>2009-02-09T17:59:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:23:51.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Man - The Ingrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A headline on last Sunday's Straits Times front page caught my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/world/17865-gloom-spells-boom-for-religion-as-singaporeans-seek-divine-comfort"&gt;Bad times spell boom for religion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;God Himself has stated in His Magnificent Book how man comes to Him in all earnestness when he is in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZAGFwylivI/AAAAAAAAATg/dv5EECuoYAs/s1600-h/criespostures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300743457481263858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZAGFwylivI/AAAAAAAAATg/dv5EECuoYAs/s400/criespostures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When trouble toucheth a man, He crieth unto Us (in all postures)- lying down on his side, or sitting, or standing. But when We have solved his trouble, he passeth on his way as if he had never cried to Us for a trouble that touched him! Thus do the deeds of transgressors seem fair in their eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yunus : 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How ungrateful is that man, who comes to God begging and pleading to solve his problems and yet when God grants him ease, that same man forgets that he ever turned to Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tak tau malu! How terribly unashamed such ingrates are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There are people like that. They don't pray, they don't grant God His Rights. Yet when they get in trouble - wow - suddenly they turn pious and pray for miracles. When God, out of His Infinite Mercy removes that which troubled them, they stop praying. Such are the acts of fools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301106823228335266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 49px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZFQkbrspKI/AAAAAAAAATo/ng5sEEVXaiQ/s400/trulyingrate.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Truly man is, to his Lord, ungrateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;al'Adiyat : 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O Lord! Thus is the nature of man - to forget You in times of goodness and plead with You in times of turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O Lord! Thank you for these troubled times - for without it, we would not come running to You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O Lord! Help us remember You in every circumstance - good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O Lord! Help us become grateful to You - for we tend to forget You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZAGF8pCX9I/AAAAAAAAATY/m0DueucfGVU/s1600-h/fullprayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300743460662435794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZAGF8pCX9I/AAAAAAAAATY/m0DueucfGVU/s400/fullprayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When We bestow favours on man, he turns away, and gets himself remote on his side (instead of coming to Us); and when evil seizes him, (he comes) full of prolonged prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fussilat : 51&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7165504269360844967?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7165504269360844967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7165504269360844967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7165504269360844967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7165504269360844967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-ingrate.html' title='Man - The Ingrate'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SZAGFwylivI/AAAAAAAAATg/dv5EECuoYAs/s72-c/criespostures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7766602148295893159</id><published>2009-02-04T11:40:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:25:06.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><title type='text'>Adapting or Adopting Islam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As a reply to the comments received on the &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-of-mixed-gatherings.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;, I shall expound here the reasons why we shouldn't be doing what we have been doing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Out of eagerness to pull in youths to the mosques or any other religious organisation, certain leeways have been taken to accomodate these young Muslims in order that they might feel motivated to join in the activities and events being organised.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, such efforts should be commended. However, the leeways taken more often than not trespass the very limits that God has ordained. An example is the mixed gathering problem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To achieve a higher turnout rate for activities, a mixed gender event is promoted - this is not the problem itself. The problem lies when segregation takes a backseat. The barriers that Islam has placed between men &amp;amp; women dissolve in such activities, with the reasons cited that it is 'too strict' or 'too impeding' the goals of an event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Prophet (saw) and his Companions (ra) &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gave their very lives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the cause of Islam and here we shoo it away with such trivial reasons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are we not ashamed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;They suffered hunger, thirst, poverty, torture, humiliation, and their own blood being spilt to stand for the very thing we pretend to encourage - Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are we not ashamed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We take great measures to convenience the participants of the events that we couldn't care less about the Rights of God. Instead of accommodating them to Islam, we accommodate Islam to them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are we not ashamed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What did the Prophet (saw) do when the disbelievers of Quraysh made a deal with him to worship their gods for one year and his God the next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Did he accomodate Islam to them? No! Never shall Islam bow down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In that episode, God revealed Surah alKafirun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lakum diinukum waliyadiin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - was the Prophet's (saw) reply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"To you, your way, to me, mine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And yet here we are, easily pushing aside Islam - as if it is something not good enough. God has honoured Islam, God has chosen Islam, God has ordained Islam for mankind. Why seek other than it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do we place the dunya over the akhirah? Well, we certainly do if we keep making leeways in His Limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The people whom we are trying to attract, whose source of religion comes from Suria dramas, magazines like Manja and Sutra, movies like Ayat-ayat Cinta, and the occasional forwarded chain e-mail, isn't it upon us to point them the right way - instead confusing them further by mixing the good with the bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Others (there are who) have acknowledged their wrongdoings: they have mixed an act that was good with another that was evil. Perhaps Allah will turn unto them (in Mercy): for Allah is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;atTaubah : 102&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I have heard with my own ears how one Muslim intends to participate in the lottery, planning to buy the tickets before going for Friday prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I have heard with my own ears how another Muslim who said 'Alhamdulillah' had he won the lottery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I have heard with my own ears how another Muslim became the best gambler among the other non-Muslims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If these are the kind of people we want to attract, then why confuse them further? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guide them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We should be bending over backwards to ease the participants &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; Islam. Aid them, educate them, assist them. If they ask why there is segregation - explain why. The burden is upon us to guide for they have no other source of guidance. If not, and we go ahead with mixed gender events without segregation - &lt;strong&gt;are we not helpers in the doing of evil?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We think we are doing good, but we are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;That is how the Chief Deceiver works - by convincing us that what we're doing is good when in fact it is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O men! Certainly the Promise of Allah is true. Let not then this present life deceive you, nor let the Chief Deceiver deceive you about Allah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatir : 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is only a very small incursion (but a very big sin) that the Accursed One has managed to influence. What next? Have an ustaz sport tattoos, earrings and dyed hair in order to pull in such rebels? &lt;em&gt;Naudzubillah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We seek refuge in God from such foolishness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Islam is beautiful as it already is - please don't change it according to our whims and desires. Accepting and rejecting as and when we see fit to adapt to 'modern times'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then is it only a part of the Book that ye believe in, and do ye reject the rest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alBaqarah : 85&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If we find segregation 'hardcore', 'extreme' and 'strict', we seriously need to reflect on our &lt;em&gt;iman&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For what happened to "&lt;em&gt;Sami'na wa atho'na&lt;/em&gt;"? - We hear and we obey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The answer of the believers, when summoned to Allah and His Messenger, in order that He may judge between them, is no other than this: "We hear and we obey": it is such as these that will attain felicity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anNur : 51&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;God it is Who guides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7766602148295893159?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7766602148295893159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7766602148295893159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7766602148295893159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7766602148295893159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/02/adapting-or-adopting-islam.html' title='Adapting or Adopting Islam?'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7816045624994610303</id><published>2009-01-29T15:42:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:38:48.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lower your gaze'/><title type='text'>The Problem of Mixed Gatherings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This issue has never been seen as 'important' to me until that fateful night when I stumbled upon a news clip on television reporting about a workshop. I do not seek to critisize, but I do seek to remind, by God's Grace. I seek refuge in the Most Gracious from saying things that which I do not do. Let us come together and fear Him. God it is Who grants success.&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It seemed innocent enough - a workshop. But I was quite uncomfortable with what I saw.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Young ladies and young men sitting together in groups for a project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Strange women and strange men mingling around - doesn't sound very Islamic does it? Sure, the ladies wore the hijab, alhamdulillah, but unfortunately some of them were not exactly wearing loose clothing. And (I'm quite embarassed to say this) there were ladies who were sitting, well, not very lady-like I might add. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Young man, what are you doing sitting next to a young woman?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Young lady, why are you dressed that way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"It's for a good cause! It's a noble project!" comes the raucous reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But where is the segregation? Where are the barriers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In a society where inter-mingling between the sexes is seen as normal and encouraged, the gender barriers that Islam has set become eroded - looked down upon even. The ironic thing about the workshop? It was held at a mosque's function hall. The men and women enter from different entrances (as mosques are required) and congregate together in a hall, sitting in groups (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May God make us see the Light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“When you ask them [the wives of the Prophet (saw)] for anything then ask from behind a screen (hijab). This is a means for greater purity for your hearts and their hearts.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alAhzab : 53&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, if even the Companions of the Prophet (saw), who were the most righteous of men, had to ask from the Wives of the Prophet (saw), who were the most righteous of women, &lt;strong&gt;from behind a screen&lt;/strong&gt;, what of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, what of &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Notice that God mentioned it is greater purity not for the eyes, not for ears, but for the hearts. For it is from the hearts that desires are ignited. It is from the hearts that evil thoughts take root. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sure, support that noble cause, that excellent project - but keep to His Limits.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why compromise the hearts of young men and women? God Himself did not allow the hearts of the Sahabah (ra) and the Wives of the Prophet (saw) to be compromised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In Islam the relationship between men &amp;amp; women is simple: mahram &amp;amp; non-mahram. Marriageable or non-marriageable. Guidelines on their behaviour and conduct towards each other fall back on this relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There's no such thing as 'friend' between a man and a woman and certainly not 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Heard of a female Sahabi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What happened to 'Brothers Only' or 'Sisters Only'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;With groups being a mixture of men and women, there can hardly be an issue towards the command of the Lord to 'lower thy gaze', is there? "We have to talk to them, how can we talk if we lower our gaze?" Then segregate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lowering our gaze is an injunction not only towards 'beautiful people' as most of us might think. It is a command that encompasses even those whom we think are not attractive. However &lt;em&gt;un&lt;/em&gt;attractive someone is, lower thy gaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Fear the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, God created you beautiful, so cover yourselves appropriately like the jewels He made you be and dress beautifully &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; for your husbands and be counted among those God Himself likened to rubies and coral:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In them will be (Maidens), chaste, restraining their glances, whom no man or Jinn before them has touched; Then which of the favours of your Lord will ye deny? Like unto Rubies and coral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arRahman : 56 - 58&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He also stated the nature and conduct of these maidens - restraining their glances. So shy are they that their glances hardly linger. In another verse, God calls them &lt;em&gt;lu'lu'il maknun&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like unto hidden pearls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alWaqiah : 23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Guard yourselves strictly from strange men and do not seek to enrapture their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hide your beauty like the &lt;em&gt;lu'lu'il maknun&lt;/em&gt; - who were created only for their husbands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Your beauty is your most prized asset, so why let strange men get free looks at you? If your beauty has a price, let your husband pay it through nafkah. Isn't the value of something in its scarcity? Veil yourselves and let not your allurements be exposed, rarefy yourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do not stay out of your homes unless &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;absolutely&lt;/em&gt; necessary&lt;/strong&gt; - for your home is your shell like the pearl hidden in its shell. From the book &lt;em&gt;Fathul Ilah&lt;/em&gt; (Anugerah Tuhan) as translated by Allahyarham Ustaz Syed Abdillah: Umar (ra) was reported to have said: "Strip the women (of their beautiful clothing and garments) that may they cover themselves (prefer to stay in their homes)." Meaning, they would prefer not to go out if their clothes were shabby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And stay quietly in your houses and make not a dazzling display (tabarruj) like that of the Times of Ignorance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alAhzab : 33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gentlemen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, our trial is just as great. For did not the Prophet (saw) himself say that there is no fitnah of the ummah greater than the fitnah of women? Everywhere we turn, our eyes are bound to fall upon the haram. So why seek to bring upon ourselves an even greater trial by being in such situations? Prevention is better than cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lower thy gaze! Fear the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I seek refuge in the Most Gracious from saying things that which I do not do. I remind myself first before I remind everyone else. Let us come together and fear the Almighty King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah (Jalla Jallaluh) give us the strength and patience to carry out His Commands and avoid His Prohibitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;References:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[1] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://qa.sunnipath.com/issue_view.asp?id=1341"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SunniPath QA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[2] &lt;em&gt;Fathul Ilah&lt;/em&gt; (Anugerah Tuhan) by Habib Muhammad bin Husain bin Abdullah bin Syaikh al-Habsyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[3] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lutonmuslims.co.uk/freemixing.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Free mixing in Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7816045624994610303?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7816045624994610303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7816045624994610303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7816045624994610303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7816045624994610303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-of-mixed-gatherings.html' title='The Problem of Mixed Gatherings'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-7039293529533672386</id><published>2009-01-29T07:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:42:11.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>When the Sun Turned Crescent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;An annular solar eclipse happens only 66 times in a century. In the eclipse, a 'solar ring' or 'annulus' is formed when the smaller-sized moon (whose apparent size differs due to its elliptical orbit) crosses in between the sun and the earth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296495214816179522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SYDuVfmstUI/AAAAAAAAASY/FtP65NK35HM/s320/090126-eclipse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2009/01/photogalleries/eclipse/"&gt;Solar Eclipse "Ring" Seen Over Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And so how fortunate is it, that my very first eclipse-sighting is an annular solar eclipse, praises be to God. Though it didn't last long - the clouds were hampering our amateurish sunglassed vision, it was enough a moment for us (my family) to reflect on the Greatness of our Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Glory be to the Lord of the Sun and the Moon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296497878795148466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SYDwwjsx3LI/AAAAAAAAASg/AoLpxofGxXo/s400/notfornaught.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Such as remember Allah, standing, sitting and reclining, and reflect on the creation of the heavens and the earth (with the thought): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Our Lord! Thou created not this in vain! Glory be to Thee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Save us from the doom of the Fire!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ali-Imran : 191&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For us, it was a moment ... when the sun turned crescent ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/7851558.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BBC video clip of Indonesian Eclipse Sighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-7039293529533672386?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/7039293529533672386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=7039293529533672386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7039293529533672386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/7039293529533672386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-sun-turned-crescent.html' title='When the Sun Turned Crescent'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SYDuVfmstUI/AAAAAAAAASY/FtP65NK35HM/s72-c/090126-eclipse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-812492236224827714</id><published>2009-01-22T17:19:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:36:38.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Heartbroken Because of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Favourite version of I'tiraf ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KSqLZFdbh3c&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O God... I don't deserve Thy Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Nor can I bear Thy Hell&lt;br /&gt;Please, forgive my sins, accept my repentance&lt;br /&gt;Only Thou art Forgiver of great sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sins are as numerous as the sand on the beach&lt;br /&gt;With Thy mercy, please forgive me... O Owner of Majesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God... please save us&lt;br /&gt;From all kinds of evils and woe&lt;br /&gt;We fear, we hope unto Thee&lt;br /&gt;Please enrich our love unto Thee&lt;br /&gt;We, the slaves whose hopes are in Thy pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Lyrics copy-pasted from youtube - any corrections please indicate ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294053957614178130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SXhCBn1YD1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/B8MuXdsWwKs/s320/dua_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;O Lord God&lt;br /&gt;My heart is broken on account of Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy Love I seek&lt;br /&gt;Thy Pity I plead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sins plenty&lt;br /&gt;My deeds scanty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I turn to&lt;br /&gt;Where do I hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tallest of mountains&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest of caves&lt;br /&gt;Or the deepest of oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would find Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have pity&lt;br /&gt;Have pity&lt;br /&gt;Have pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"I am with those whose hearts are broken for My sake."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;- Hadith Qudsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-812492236224827714?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/812492236224827714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=812492236224827714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/812492236224827714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/812492236224827714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/heartbroken-because-of-you.html' title='Heartbroken Because of You'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SXhCBn1YD1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/B8MuXdsWwKs/s72-c/dua_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3879352002973048820</id><published>2009-01-19T11:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:00:49.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='al-munabbihat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tahajjud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Why Our Prayers Aren't Answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A very vulnerable cease-fire has come into effect between Hamas and Israel. Israel says it has achieved its goals. I wonder what they are. Killing a thousand? It's pretty ironic that during the Lebanon war of 2006, Israel also massacred that many people. They destroyed a UN observer post then. They destroyed 3 UN-run centres now. Pretty much same-old, same-old. The effective, blood-thirsty machine that is the Israeli Defence Forces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God is Watching.&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm sure it's a question many of us ask ourselves: "why doesn't God answer our prayers?" We usually take the positive side of things by thinking well of Him, which is good of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"He knows what is best for me, I'm probably asking for too much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"He has something better in store for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It brings me to the point: what exactly are we asking Him for? A brand-new mobile phone? Those new pair of sneakers that caught your eye? A promotion? A raise? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Is that all we ask for? Dunya? Dunya, dunya, dunya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Why don't we ask for strength to get up for Tahajjud? Or the patience to endure His trials? Or the resolve to withold our tongues from speaking ill? Or the determination to recite His Book everyday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What we ask for speaks volumes about how we prioritise our lives doesn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Whether you place the dunya above the akhirah or vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Shaykh Hamza Yusuf touches on a very important factor when making &lt;em&gt;doa'&lt;/em&gt; in this clip.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TEUl2dCryRU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When we make &lt;em&gt;doa'&lt;/em&gt;, we shouldn't be &lt;em&gt;asking&lt;/em&gt; Him. We should be beseeching, begging, pleading with Him! Humble ourselves for we are nothing but slaves! He doesn't need us but we need Him! I must admit, I was laughing under my breath at 1:14 of the video. I mean, c'mon, if we &lt;em&gt;doa'&lt;/em&gt; like that, what makes us think it's going to be answered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where are the tears? The humility? The desparation? We are poor, He is Rich. We are the slaves, He is the Master. We are nothing, He is Everything. For God's sake, you are talking to the Lord of the Mighty Throne! Have some respect and awe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;An oft-quoted verse about God answering prayers is this verse from alBaqarah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848098224570130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SXP5TXjG_xI/AAAAAAAAARY/DhgIexFP7TI/s400/answersupplicant.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;When My servants ask you concerning Me, I am indeed close (to them): I listen to the prayer of every suppliant when he calls on Me: let them also, with a will, listen to My Call, and believe in Me: that they may walk in the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;alBaqarah : 186&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oftentimes, the only quoted part of the verse is the first part, up till: "... when he calls on Me." What happened to the second part? Sure, God listens to our prayer, but do we listen to His Call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do we obey His Commands? Do we avoid His Prohibitions? Do we follow the &lt;em&gt;Sunnah&lt;/em&gt; of His Beloved Messenger, Muhammad (saw)?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If we do not even try to strive to fulfill these, what makes us think He's going to answer our prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is it any wonder then, why the sage Ibrahim ibn Adam (ra) replied as such when enquired as to why our prayers aren't answered (taken from al-Munabbihat, chapter 10, giving 10 statements):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;"Your hearts have died because of ten reasons (for which your prayers are not accepted) (these are:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;1) You know Allah, still you do not fulfill His obligations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;2) You read the Quran, but still do not follow its instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;3) You know that your enemy is Satan (may God curse him), yet you follow him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4) You claim to love the Messenger (saw), but still you abandon his &lt;em&gt;Sunnah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;5) You claim to desire Paradise, but do not perform deeds necessary to inherit such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;6) You claim to fear the Fire, but do not refrain from committing sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;7) You know that death is true, but do not procure the necessary provision for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;8) You seek the faults of others, but do not look at your own faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;9) You partake of Allah's (Jalla Jallaluh) sustenance, yet do not thank Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;10) You bury the dead inside the grave, but do not take lessons therefrom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So, the next time we raise our hands to &lt;em&gt;doa'&lt;/em&gt;, please have some respect for Our Creator and Sustainer and look at our faults first, and see for ourselves whether we deserve the things that we ask for. The &lt;em&gt;adab&lt;/em&gt; of a &lt;em&gt;doa'&lt;/em&gt; is to start and end with His Praises, together with the &lt;em&gt;salawat&lt;/em&gt; on the Prophet (saw).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, help us become grateful to You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, help us return to &lt;em&gt;fitrah&lt;/em&gt;, our origin; a servant of You, a son of Adam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3879352002973048820?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3879352002973048820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3879352002973048820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3879352002973048820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3879352002973048820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-our-prayers-arent-answered.html' title='Why Our Prayers Aren&apos;t Answered'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SXP5TXjG_xI/AAAAAAAAARY/DhgIexFP7TI/s72-c/answersupplicant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-9080757677010987401</id><published>2009-01-04T11:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:12:01.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Weeping over Gaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need for me to tell you what's happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQDXu8Hm5m8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You speak better than an orator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You speak wisdom. You speak intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Most of all, you speak from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My prayers are with you, my dear Palestinian sister. And your family, and your relatives, and your neighbours, and your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... may I know your name, dear young lady ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... and may I get you a new pair of sunglasses ... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanappeal.org.uk/Gaza_Appeal_December_2008.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287279786020568018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SWAw88Hb-9I/AAAAAAAAARI/aCXgzOdAkME/s400/gazainneedheader.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanappeal.org.uk/Gaza_Appeal_December_2008.html"&gt;Help Gaza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lord! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wilt Thou let the ones who affirm Thy Oneness and Thy Beloved Messenger to suffer at the hands of the &lt;em&gt;kafirun&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;dzhalimun&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lord!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thou knowest best who it is who will be granted &lt;em&gt;fauzul adzhim&lt;/em&gt; (supreme achievement) and &lt;em&gt;khusranan mubeen&lt;/em&gt; (manifest loss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lord!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grant our brethren in Palestine the patience of Ayyub (as) and the strength of Dawud (as).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lord!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let this trial increase their faith, toughen their resolve and embolden their might against the deviant oppressors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lord!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grant Thou our prayer for Thou art One Who heareth prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Dzal Jalali Wal Ikram!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God be with you, my dear Palestinian brethren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. . . . . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those who wish to donate for the Gaza Appeal but do not own credit/debit cards, you may drop me a line here: abrokadabro at yahoo dot com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-9080757677010987401?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/9080757677010987401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=9080757677010987401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9080757677010987401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/9080757677010987401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2009/01/weeping-over-gaza.html' title='Weeping over Gaza'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SWAw88Hb-9I/AAAAAAAAARI/aCXgzOdAkME/s72-c/gazainneedheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3728103010559038522</id><published>2008-12-27T08:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:59:00.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Meeting a Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Praises be to God, who has allowed me to visit one of His noble friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I am truly grateful to both my aunt and uncle who invited me along their trip to Batu Pahat, together with Ummi and another aunt. It was to be my very first meeting, to be in the company of Habib Ali bin Jaafar alAydarus (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh preserve him).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How coincidental is it that just a few days before this meeting, a totally unplanned trip (I was only told of it about an hour before we drove off), I actually searched for pictures of this virtous man. Ladies and gentlemen, there are no coincidences. Only qada' and qadar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284260789885172482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SVV3MPGhewI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HiSI0kmMraw/s400/Habib+Ali+Bin+Jaafar+al-Aydarus.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Picture grabbed from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hatzputra.blogspot.com/2008/05/habib-ali-bin-jaafar-al-aydarus-in-batu.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hatzjourney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So it was, about an hour after Zuhur, on 24th December, we made our way to Johor. Arriving there at about 5 in the afternoon, I observed his humble abode; a plain, rusty house. This is a man who turned down an offer to have a terrace house built for him. As our car entered his 'driveway', if you want to call it that (just plain sandy ground), I noticed his great-grandchildren dressed simply, playing with the simplest of toys: kites. No PSP, no TV, no PC. A simple life - how serene and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Truth be told, most people would be excited and anxious to meet such an honoured man - but it wasn't so for me. I felt a sort of fear, that this man is someone who can see through me, that he can read the secrets of my heart. But then I let it go, I'd put my trust in God. How unashamed I am, how terribly unabashed, that only &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; I fear my secret thoughts being laid bare, when God already knows them all this while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib doesn't always accept female visitors, so my two aunts and Ummi headed for his daughter's place, while my uncle and me entered his house. We were greeted by his grandson, Ibrahim. I've never met such a mild-mannered and humble young man in my life - he's 22 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We then waited for Habib. I was already informed that he doesn't always entertain his guests nowadays because of his hernia. So I was ready to accept his absence. About 15 minutes elasped when Ibrahim appeared from behind the curtain, helping his grandfather enter the main guest 'room'. My uncle and I both got up and salam-ed him. As we sat, he 'teropong-ed' my uncle - used his hands to cover the top &amp;amp; sides of his eyes and squint to see who his guests were. I thought that was cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then, the introduction began... (dialogue may not be exact and may not be in proper timing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Namanya siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Faruq...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Nama bapak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Muhammad Akbar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: (Bapak) Pernah datang sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle: Ada, dalam setahun lepas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Umurnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: 24 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Sudah beristeri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Belum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Nabi (saw) kahwin bila dia 25 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*nod heads*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Sudah tunang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Belum ... *gestures towards him and mumbles* ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib doakan eh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Orang sekarang terbalik. (Lelaki) Umur 40, carik 25 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Habib: Boleh cakap Arab? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Ah ... tak ah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle: Sikit-sikit ajer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He then related a hadith in Arabic where the Prophet (saw) said that marriage is his sunnah and whosoever does not follow his sunnah, is not from his community. He then went on telling a story of someone who visited him once and wasn't married, he immediately got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib then shared a fascinating anecdote of the current financial crisis. In the olden days, cents were worth a lot. 5 cents could buy you a nice, large fish. 3 cents a sweet-smelling apple. He gave other examples as well that I couldn't remember. Nowadays everything costs so much but its blessings have been taken away. Nikmat dia dah hilang. "Kenapa kejarkan duit?" he sighed. "Nak duit ... tapi SubhanAllah, subhanAllah (made dzikir gestures with his fingers) tak ada..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Throughout the close to half-hour 'talk', he laughed and smiled. I gazed at his blessed face and laughed when he laughed, smiled when he smiled. During the conversation, there were times when he just sat silently, looked to the heavens, and utter: "Allaaaaahuuu!" Ah! The noble friend craves for His Company! About 15 minutes before Maghrib, he excused himself and went into the next room. No doubt to converse with his Almighty Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;After Maghrib, we waited for him to appear. As he came from behind the curtain to sit down, he told Ibrahim to buy food for the guests. Ibrahim replied that he had no transport to buy such a food (Habib specifically wanted to buy Nasi Briyani for us). My uncle offered his car immediately - but Habib was hesistant as he is a guest. My uncle told him that it was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Upon figuring out that I was to be left alone with Habib, I felt fear again. Yeah, I know thousands would envy my position, but I was thinking maybe I shouldn't be bothering Habib if he wanted to do his ibadah. So I asked if I needed to tag along to buy the food. Not so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I realised my fate was sealed, only then did it occur to me that such an honourable opportunity had come - to be alone with Habib. I quickly scanned myself as to what question I should ask him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What would you ask a Saint of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then, my mind struck it. I knew what I wanted to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When both Ibrahim and my uncle left, I tapped lightly on Habib's knees and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: Habib, tumpang tanya boleh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib: Kenapa nak tanya ... MUIS kan ada, Mufti kan ada. Tanyalah dia orang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*I was taken aback, in dilemma as to whether I should ask*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I smiled wryly and asked: "Habib, ibadah apa bagus untuk amalkan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib: Semua ibadah tu bagus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He continued by relating the Prophet's (saw) last sermon in which he said that if you uphold the Quran and my sunnah, you will not be lost. Habib gave an example of people who, after prayers, immediately leave for the dunya. Upon the imam's second salam, the makmum have already got up on their feet to exit. He stressed: "Mana SubhanAllah, subhanAllah ... ? (the same dzikir gestures)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib: Kalau tak ada Allah, ada Allah lain tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib Kalau tak ada Quran, Nabi (saw), ada yang lain tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me: Tak ada ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The other ibadah that I could hear him mention was Dhuha and Tahajjud - the rest I couldn't remember. But I do remember him reciting this ayat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284289269192844530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SVWRF8yl5PI/AAAAAAAAAQw/f_gIxD_5-lI/s400/bearwitness.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That Day shall We set a seal on their mouths. But their hands will speak to us, and their feet bear witness, to all that they did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 65&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Habib explained how the hands and feet will bear witness to our deeds. I began to recall the many ill deeds I've done and how my limbs will testify against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He also recited another ayat, but I simply cannot recollect it. At this point, another visitor arrived and my 'one-on-one' time with Habib ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I do not want to keep this post long but that is all that I can remember of the short time that I spent there. After dinner, Habib asked that the fruits (Habib's favourites) which my uncle brought be cut and served to us before we could leave. I also then realised that when Habib told me to go ask MUIS, Mufti about my question, it wasn't that he didn't want me to ask - he was simply humbling himself! How many of us would do that when asked a question we are experts at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He was doing what the Prophet (saw) himself did when he said: "I am no better than Yunus (as)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I remember Ibrahim relating to us that Habib requested that we pray for his eyesight, may it be restored, his hearing, may it be regained, and his heart, may it be calmed. How humble is he! We are more in need of his prayers than him of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As for asking that his heart be calm, I do not purport to know any secrets or anything of Habib for that matter, but it simply occured to me that his heart isn't calm because of his immense love for his Friend. Terlalu sangat rindu akan Kawannya sampai hati tidak tenang. MasyaAllah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where is peace and tranquility, when the heart of one so misses the Beloved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;After salam-ing Habib, he thanked us - thanked us! &lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt; should be thankful for his company! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Outside, while watiting to get in the car, my aunts and Ummi couldn't wait to hear what Habib shared - they didn't get to see him. I shared as much as I could remember. Along the way back, I was sleepy (going to work in a few hours) and Ummi placed a pillow on her lap and let me rest my head on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The most comfortable of places, the most peaceful of sleep can be had, on Ummi's lap : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3728103010559038522?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3728103010559038522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3728103010559038522' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3728103010559038522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3728103010559038522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting-saint.html' title='Meeting a Saint'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SVV3MPGhewI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HiSI0kmMraw/s72-c/Habib+Ali+Bin+Jaafar+al-Aydarus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6409363881215706804</id><published>2008-12-23T18:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:34:46.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparative religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>God vs Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;While sifting through my favourited videos, I discovered a rather intellectual debate going on in the comments section of a particular video between a Muslim and an atheist - arguing on the finer points of religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I wasn't looking for a debate, but somehow my heart just told me to go ahead and put forth the arguements that God Himself has placed in His Book - I mean, now that I have through His Grace and Mercy read &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; understood His Message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And I did. Taking a cue from &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminder.html"&gt;'The Reminder'&lt;/a&gt;, I started off. I've pasted the screenshots on a document and uploaded it to Scribd. Apparently the images taken were too big to be uploaded as pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Here's the link to the file: &lt;a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/9377891/God-vs-Man"&gt;God vs Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Start your way from the bottom upwards. Oh, don't forget to zoom in yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As you may notice, the two individuals are engaged in a scholarly intellectual discussion - as evidenced by the terms they use and the kind of arguement they're putting forth. Goodness, these people must hold degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But you see, God's Arguements are not that complex - they are absolutely simple and easy. I barge in with a 'notice of death' so to say. I'm not here to put forth my point of view, I'm merely relaying His Warnings and Reminders from the very miracle that Muslims have but do not appreciate - the Holy Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He starts to get defensive. I don't blame him. Someone who doesn't believe in God or an Afterlife would find death extremely provocative. His point on 'what if the Quran isn't divinely-inspired after all' was a piercing one. This is where it gets personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Every Muslim must be able to tell anyone, without the slightest bit of doubt whatsoever, that the Holy Quran is from God. I'm not talking about blind faith. "Oh, of course it's the book of God, I've been told that and I believe so." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's not what I'm talking about. This isn't about belief, it's about conviction. I'm talking about being convinced, being absolutely certain, &lt;em&gt;yaqin,&lt;/em&gt; that yes, this is from God - for that is what I have experienced as recorded in &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminder.html"&gt;'The Reminder'&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe I shall write about this again - this 'certainty'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Anyway, upon closing the 'debate', you can see how I've peppered quotes from His Magnificent Book to challenge the atheist. Truly, His Arguments will never fail! God's Sign on food - how He gives life to the earth, making grain, fruit, causing springs to gush forth and how man did not make such things - was an absolute bullseye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I myself was dumbfounded at what I wrote - I've never thought about how 'food', something so plain and straightforward, can become such a profound Sign. Ya Allah, how much I've underestimated Your Sign! Please forgive me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Thus, the intellect has been defeated by pure simplicity. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allahuakbar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Truly, truly, His Arguements will never fail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah Jalla Jallaluh increase our understanding of His Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6409363881215706804?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6409363881215706804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6409363881215706804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6409363881215706804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6409363881215706804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-vs-man.html' title='God vs Man'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4225406216455822092</id><published>2008-12-20T07:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:29:10.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habib umar'/><title type='text'>Meadows of Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I couldn't resist posting my two other favourited 'intro' videos of Habib Umar (may Allah Jalla Jalluh preserve him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The first one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68q_OxHUhXY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And my ultimate favourite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vXO9TbtdOe8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, if such a one who is near You, such a one who is Ahlul Bayt, such a one whom You mention among the angels, humbles himself so much, pleads and begs with You so bitterly ... what of us ... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I can't help but think that at 2:43 of the video is a scene from the meadows of Paradise. All the believers, in the company of the nabiyyin wa sidiqqin wa shuhada wa solihin, the best of companies, all in remembrance of the Almighty, singing His Praises, magnifying His Glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281658989338580978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SUw43gxGV_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/M9kEYtged3E/s400/bestcompany.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All who obey Allah and the apostle are in the company of those on whom is the Grace of Allah,- of the prophets (who teach), the sincere (lovers of Truth), the witnesses (who testify), and the righteous (who do good): Ah! what a beautiful fellowship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anNisa' : 69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4225406216455822092?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4225406216455822092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4225406216455822092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4225406216455822092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4225406216455822092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/meadows-of-paradise.html' title='Meadows of Paradise'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SUw43gxGV_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/M9kEYtged3E/s72-c/bestcompany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3484390628251311984</id><published>2008-12-17T11:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:16:22.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='must-watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habib umar'/><title type='text'>Amal, Amal, Amal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm sorry to disappoint but this will be another post on the condemnation of this dunya and its massive distractions. This will be a more convincing entry as I believe the words of Habib Umar bin Hafiz (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh preserve him) ring true to what was shared before, insyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://almaarif87.blogspot.com/2008/12/hari-arafahs-special-kata2-ini-dipetik.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; : I shall translate the gist of what the whole post is about to the best of my ability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Firstly, the words of Habib Umar: "...our determination in carrying out the Way of the Prophet (saw). And that is the way which will dissolve all other ways that are bad and the different forms of evil without having to argue among ourselves about it. Just perform 'amal!! (the Habib raised his voice). All of that will fall, become obstructed and all of it will be left behind if we perform our obligations and follow the example of the Prophet (saw)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As for what the author of the post said: "When Habib Umar pressed on the issue mentioned and raised his voice (to stress the importance of it), it shook the hearts of those who heard it. That is what Habib instills in us: Amal, Amal, Amal. He is not one to give lectures but when he does, his words exemplify simplicity and this can be seen in his personality - one who lives according to the Sunnah of Rasulullah (saw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what attracts the hearts of those who see and hear to perform amal themselves. This is precisely an example of someone who follows the Way of the Prophet (saw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear that we keep arguing and debating on the problems that create division among the scholars, standing up for our own set of thoughts and beliefs and keep all manners of ill feelings towards our brethren in Islam. We waste away time discussing these problems without end while forgetting to bring up the manner with which to perform amal according to the Sunnah, which is undoubtedly true (no division in opinion). There are other matters of this ummah which require greater attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our invitation to others to perform acts of goodness, ensure that we ourselves have done what we are asking people to do - a consequence of which will bear fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk more than we amal isn't it? That is what makes people hesitate in doing amal, due to our own personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's just another reminder for me especially and for the rest of us - don't get distracted, just do what you're supposed to do and excel at it! If we're supposed to pray, then be punctual, and make an effort to keep khusyu'! If we are not confident that our 5 daily prayers are perfect, then perform the rawatib! And more, and more! Dhuha, Israaq, Witir, Tahajjud, Awaabin. Use the siwak when taking ablution. Read the doa after wudu'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Recite the Quran! Read Wird Latif, Ratib alHaddad. If we keep ourselves occupied with these, the matters of the dunya won't matter to us anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Amal, amal, amal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The previous posts saw me battling down the dunya stopping short of cursing it - for I didn't know if the Prophet (saw) had cursed the dunya. Now I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;From the &lt;em&gt;Two Treatises&lt;/em&gt; of Imam al-Haddad (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh raise his degree) (God, I love his books), the Prophet (saw) said: "This world is accursed, and accursed is what is in it, except the remembrance of God, the learned, and those learning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm afraid this does not apply to those who only seek knowledge of the dunya - for in the same book is also narrated another hadith where the Prophet (saw) said: "God loathes those who are learned in the affairs of this world but are ignorant of the Hereafter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So what if you're a doctor of law, medicine, philosophy, psychology if you don't even know the rules of being a makmum masbuk (being late in congregational prayer). So what if you can dish out scientific theories and mathematical theorems if you're stuck with the same surahs you memorized when you were 12?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To Hell with the dunya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There, I did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah Jalla Jallaluh increase our displeasure for this dunya and increase our desire for the akhirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For those who don't know Habib Umar (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh preserve him), here is an absolutely brilliant introduction video. I believe it was the &lt;em&gt;barakah&lt;/em&gt; of salam-ing him that made me change to what I am today. May God bless us with his presence soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J0peICywq8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3484390628251311984?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3484390628251311984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3484390628251311984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3484390628251311984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3484390628251311984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/amal-amal-amal.html' title='Amal, Amal, Amal!'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-371534636487844380</id><published>2008-12-12T09:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:12:50.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insyaAllah'/><title type='text'>Nothing But You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/3101660924_00c59611c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 496px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 454px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/3101660924_00c59611c0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Returning 17 December 2008 - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;InsyaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-371534636487844380?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/371534636487844380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=371534636487844380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/371534636487844380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/371534636487844380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothing-but-you.html' title='Nothing But You'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/3101660924_00c59611c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4209046166861823334</id><published>2008-12-02T18:07:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:18:04.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>Enough With The Dunya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This post is borne out of inspiration from various situations and incidents where I see the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; being prioritized over the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;. And also a disclaimer: I am in no way discrediting knowledge of the dunya, I am merely trying to put things into perspective. I'm not pointing the finger at secular studies towards achieving an educational qualification on the path to getting a job. It's more towards the voluntary learning &amp;amp; researching on subjects that we don't have to know&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will first warn my readers of any emotional outbursts I might have. I also seek refuge in The Most Gracious from saying things that which I do not do. He knows more than I do that I still have attachments to the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; that I haven't removed yet. Please help me, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunya, dunya, dunya!&lt;/em&gt; I'm really getting sick and tired of us being so attached to it and trying to justify our clinging to this world. In particular this age that we're in, the Age of Fitan, the Dajjal has manifested his various forms all over trying to catch the unwary Muslims and get them addicted to the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; so that they forget their roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's the same 'excuse' given all over: "dunia kita nak, akhirat pon kita nak." Roughly translated: "we want both the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;". And of course, who can resist pointing towards the all important &lt;em&gt;doa&lt;/em&gt; to prove that this &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; is worth something: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Rabbana atina fid-dunya hasanah..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Did we forget that chasing after the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; will only get us the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;, while chasing after the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;, will get us both the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Also, do we really think that this &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; is worth something? Do we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;"If this dunya has the worth of even a mosquito's wing, Allah would not let the disbeliever have a sip of drink."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- hadith narrated by at-Tirmidhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Face it! If God saw that this &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; is so worthy, even as worthy as a mosquito's wing, He would not let the disbeliever quench his thirst! We are all chasing, blinding ourselves to something that is worth less than a mosquito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But do we care? We're absolutely charmed by an old woman adorned with jewelry (that was how the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; appeared to the Prophet (saw) during his &lt;em&gt;Isra' Mi'raj&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Enough already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do we think that our 5 daily prayers are enough? How good is our &lt;em&gt;solat&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do we think that our annual fast of &lt;em&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/em&gt; is enough? How good is our fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do we think that giving &lt;em&gt;zakat&lt;/em&gt; is enough? How good is our charity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Merely pondering over all that should occupy our minds enough to forget the glitter of this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If the hadith above is not convincing, how about God Himself explaining to us what He feels this world is worth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Set forth to them the similitude of the life of this world: It is like the rain which We send down from the skies: the earth's vegetation absorbs it, but soon it becomes dry stubble, which the winds do scatter: it is (only) Allah who prevails over all things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alKahf : 45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; is but dust! Dust! Which the winds do scatter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We are already so engrossed, so contained, so blinded by the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;, still we go about without weighing how much of the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt; we've devoted ourselves to. 24 hours. One day. I dare say we spend more hours dealing with the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; than with the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;, do we not? And we still have the cheek to say: "dunia kita nak, akhirat pon kita nak"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dunia dah berlambak sangat! Akhirat dia mana?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We do not think twice about forsaking our sleep in the middle of the night to watch our favourite football club in action, yet we dread to think of the rest we would miss if we got up for Tahajjud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We do not hesitate to spend 3-4 hours on a movie marathon, laughing ourselves away, amusing ourselves silly, while we would have a hard time reciting the Quran for even half-an-hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We do not waver at the thought of finishing our favourite fiction/non-fiction books end to end, yet we struggle to &lt;em&gt;khatam&lt;/em&gt; the Book of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And we say we want both the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;! And we say we want a balanced life! It's balanced alright - balanced on the side of the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;! Shame on us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunya&lt;/em&gt; is weighed more in our eyes than the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt; - it's in our actions. Who are we trying to kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If we should be obsessed with either, it should be with the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt;! Biar berat akhirat, jangan berat dunya. Instead, we chase after the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Likewise when seeking knowledge. Who cares if you know the value of pi? Who cares if you can solve the riddle of the 'chicken or the egg'? Who cares if you can spew out Newtonian laws? Who cares if you remember Carl Jung's theories? Do Mungkar and Nankir care? They are the two questioning angels of the grave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Would they care if you carried a PhD in physics or chemistry? Would they bother checking your association with intellectuals? Would they express concern over your research on neuroscience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Those who know me would recall my obsession with politics and conspiracy theories. Only recently did I realise the grave error I made devoting myself to such knowledge. Of what good will it be when I'm dead and buried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;With every book I pored over and every article I read, I distanced myself further and further away from my Lord. My &lt;em&gt;solat&lt;/em&gt; was simply a routine of physical movement (absolutely no form of &lt;em&gt;khusyu'&lt;/em&gt; whatsoever), I even delayed praying till the last minute. My fasting was also similar - giving me only hunger and thirst, no purification of the soul achieved. My &lt;em&gt;sadaqah&lt;/em&gt; was calculative - I had to ponder over how much I'd lose. Lowering my gaze was something I had trouble in. I took pleasure in listening to wayward music. My heart was absolutely stained with sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I shudder to think what would happen if Izrail decided to show up while I was in that heedless state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Lord has been Most Kind and Most Gracious to me, allowing me to live long enough to realise my folly. I may have changed now but it only increases my fear of losing such a change and I beg my Lord to "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la tudzigh qulubana ba'da idzhadaytana&lt;/span&gt;"- not deviate our hearts after He has guided it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Did we forget that the first question they'll ask in the grave is : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Man Rabbuka?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;"Who is your Lord?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You don't expect that your dissertation on 'The Political Rise and Fall of Islam in the Modern World' to be able to somehow answer their question, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;No, of course not. It is our &lt;em&gt;amal&lt;/em&gt;, our &lt;em&gt;ibadah&lt;/em&gt;, our devotions to God, our nearness to Him, and obviously His Grace and Mercy that is going to allow us to answer their questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Our &lt;em&gt;solat&lt;/em&gt;, our fasting, our &lt;em&gt;sadaqah&lt;/em&gt;, our recitation of the Quran, our &lt;em&gt;dzikr&lt;/em&gt; will defend us in the grave. Back to the question posed again: how good is our &lt;em&gt;solat&lt;/em&gt;? How good is our fast? How good is our &lt;em&gt;sadaqah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For all we know, tomorrow could be our turn to be questioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yet we remain heedless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I will state here again that I do not condemn the seeking of knowledge of the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;. I'm just putting things into perspective. It would be better if we knew the calculations for &lt;em&gt;faraid&lt;/em&gt; (Islamic inheritance) rather than the theory of relativity. It would be better if we knew the &lt;em&gt;doa&lt;/em&gt; upon arising from sitting rather than the latest mathematical theorem. It would be better if we knew the procedures of washing, shrouding and praying for a &lt;em&gt;jenazah&lt;/em&gt; rather than debate about Freud and Jung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I seriously doubt Einstein would have an easier time at the Reckoning than Imam Ghazali (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh raise his degree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We desperately need a wake up call. We need to return to our roots. We need to go back to our Lord and Cherisher. How much we've forgotten Him. How much we've blinded ourselves with the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, please remove the love of this world from us. Do not allow us to be blinded by its shining glitter. Do not allow us to be addicted to its amusement and play. Do not allow us to be heedless of what is coming to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, if You do not show us the way, we shall certainly be lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I know one of the attachments I have with this &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; is this blog itself. I do wonder sometimes whether I should keep it up. I'm not here to get fame, glory, honour in the number of visitors to this blog. I'm not here to show off my so called 'knowledge', if that's what you want to call it. I remember the time when I delayed the &lt;em&gt;'Asr&lt;/em&gt; prayer just because I was composing an entry. Even worse is when the Devil comes in to whisper suggestions about a new entry while I'm at my prayer - thus making me lose my &lt;em&gt;khusyu'&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Therefore this blog will be on hold for 2 weeks, maybe more - while I ponder over the future of its existence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sidetrack&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Last night at about 0200hrs in the morning, my ears sensed something and I was stirred up from rest at the surau of the fire station. It wasn't a fire call or an ambulance call. I heard a low, bass-like sound, something like a horn. Never heard it before. It was quite eerie and strange. The first thing that immediately came to my mind was: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;... "O God! Is that Israfil's Horn?" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But the earth wasn't shaking ... "Idza zulzizatil ardhu zilzalaha..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And then my senses came back to me. Faruq, dude, you know the 10 major signs of the Day of Judgement haven't passed yet - so how can it be Israfil's Horn? And only the worst of people would witness the destruction of the universe - so how can it be when Saints of God still roam the earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But I already know what I would do if I were to witness the Great Shaking. If I were to really hear Israfil's Horn and experience the convulsions of the earth, I would flee as much I can to the Prophet's (saw) Tomb, weeping my heart out, shrieking out my very soul: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Ya Rasulullah ... ! It is time ... !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then, insyaAllah, I would faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You would think that I'm crazy to the point of being paranoid about this. But I know I would rather be crazy about my Lord's Promise than crazy about the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May God guide us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4209046166861823334?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4209046166861823334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4209046166861823334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4209046166861823334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4209046166861823334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/12/enough-with-dunya.html' title='Enough With The Dunya!'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-1508540595636025453</id><published>2008-11-29T15:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:29:04.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>"Death is Sweet!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Those words still resonate with me. As the writer Layla Mabrouk (&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Parthenon/4482/Aakhirah.html"&gt;Soul's Journey After Death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Day of Rising&lt;/em&gt;) recounts the death throes of her grandmother, in between her gasps of breath, she was uttering: "Allah! Death is sweet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;For the believer, it certainly is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How sweet a reunion, how pleasant a meeting, how magnificent the destination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I recall the famous song by Ungu, Andai Ku Tahu (If I Only Knew) that describes the sorrows and remorse of the individual at death. It's one of the songs on my playlist and it's definitely a very emotional song. The lyrics script out the plea from the dying one to God, asking for time for repentance. But I do not want Him to delay my death, I do not want Him to prolong my life if He wants it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Take me! I want to meet You, my Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Death is sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"If My servant likes to meet Me, I like to meet him; and if he dislikes to meet Me, I dislike to meet him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Hadith Qudsi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I know the mountain of sins that I bear upon my back, I know the scarcity of good deeds that I bring with me but I shall not let them overcome me with fear of meeting my Beloved Cherisher, when He calls me back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If I could ask the Angel of Death one thing before he takes my soul, I would ask:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;"O Izrail! Has the Most Merciful of the merciful forgiven me ... ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The One I turn to when I'm down, the One I thank when I'm happy, the One I seek refuge in when evil suggestions come to me, the One Who gave me hearing, sight and understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The One Who gave me food to satisfy my hunger, the One Who gave me drink to quench my thirst, the One Whom I have intimate conversations with in the stillness of the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The One Who shaped me in my mother's womb as He pleased, the One Who graciously bestowed on me a guardian (father) and an angel (mother) to bring me up from being weak, frail and ignorant to one having strength, knowledge and understanding. The One Who cured me when I'm sick, the One Who gave me life, the One Who takes it away and the One Who will bring me back to life again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, Ya ArhamarRahimin, Ya Dzal-Jallali-WalIkram!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What an incredibly sweet reunion it will be to meet You, ya Rabbal 'Alamin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"O Lord God! Give me life for as long as life is better for me, and cause me to die when death is better for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Death is a gift to the believer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hadith narrated by al-Hakim al-Nisaburi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-1508540595636025453?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/1508540595636025453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=1508540595636025453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1508540595636025453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/1508540595636025453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-is-sweet.html' title='&quot;Death is Sweet!&quot;'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-729164186614407892</id><published>2008-11-24T10:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:54:24.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akhirah'/><title type='text'>What Have I to Do With This World?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;[ Related post: &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-richer-or-poorer.html"&gt;For Richer or Poorer&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Today, we shall talk about the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;. The life of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Its allures, its glitter, its glamour, its fortune, its absolutely deceptive illusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now why would I want to talk of something which is already so intertwined in us? The television shows, the football, the movies, the music, the computer games. Aren't we fed up already? Aren't we bored already? Aren't we sick and tired already? The thing is, we aren't - and we will never be until death stares us in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Little wonder then that the Prophet (saw) called it the Ender of Pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A hadith related from Ibn Asakir that the Prophet (saw) said: "Work for the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; as if you were to live forever and work for the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt; as if you were to die tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We've heard this hadith often enough. Somehow, we justify to ourselves that: "Hey, the Prophet (saw) said that it's alright to plan for this world as if we're going to live forever." And so we go on busying ourselves with the affairs of this world 'like we're going to live forever.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Wait a sec, dude. Just wait a sec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Did you read the second part of the hadith? You did read it didn't you? Or maybe the thought of 'living forever' somehow blinded us to what the Prophet (saw) said after that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Let me state it again: "...work for the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt; as if you were to die tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now let me get this straight, would you be busy with amassing wealth 'like you're gonna live forever' when you know you're gonna die tomorrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Puts it into perspective doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Think for ourselves: what would we be doing if we knew that the Angel of Death would be paying us a visit tomorrow? Planning our next vacation? Scheduling a project meeting? Fishing for a new client?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No! Absolutely not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If we knew Izrail would be knocking on our door, food wouldn't satiate us, drink wouldn't quench us, sleep wouldn't rejuvenate us and laughing wouldn't cheer us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We would be on our prayer mats, facing the qibla, bowing, prostrating, weeping till our voices become hoarse, begging and pleading with the Lord the of Mighty Throne to forgive us and accept us as His righteous servants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We would even be fasting that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But, what are we doing ... ? Still we seek the dunya, still we get attracted to it, still we devote most of our time to it. We even try to justify our actions. We do all this and yet we know we may not live tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Before I end with what the Prophet (saw) said regarding this world, let me just state for a fact that the hadith I wrote above isn't exactly the right interpretation - but this is how most of us have read it. In fact, the true, traditional interpretation of that hadith goes: "Work for the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt; without haste and work for the &lt;em&gt;akhirah&lt;/em&gt; with great urgency." This I've gathered from Imam al-Haddad's (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh raise his degree) &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lives of Man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, this is what the Prophet (saw) said regarding the &lt;em&gt;dunya&lt;/em&gt;, as narrated by Imam Bukhari:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;"What have I to do with this world? The likeness of myself and the world is that of a rider travelling on a summer day, who found a tree, rested underneath it awhile, then went on, leaving it behind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let us then treat this world as merely a stopover, a transit, to a better and everlasting destination - the Gardens underneath which rivers flow. Let us ensure we bring provisions to enter it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah Jalla Jallaluh remove the love of this world from our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSoTls-yoGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hJO3b3yzAiY/s1600-h/preferdunya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272047852241199202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 51px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSoTls-yoGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hJO3b3yzAiY/s400/preferdunya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nay, (behold), ye prefer the life of this world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSoTlk83NnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PYCW9FYo_j0/s1600-h/akhirabetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272047850085627506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 48px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSoTlk83NnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PYCW9FYo_j0/s400/akhirabetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But the Hereafter is better and more enduring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al'Ala : 16 - 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-729164186614407892?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/729164186614407892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=729164186614407892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/729164186614407892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/729164186614407892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-have-i-to-do-with-this-world.html' title='What Have I to Do With This World?'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSoTls-yoGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hJO3b3yzAiY/s72-c/preferdunya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-6193796030011682661</id><published>2008-11-18T17:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:37:40.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>The Glorious Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had already drafted a post on tips for tahajjud but I just couldn't find the motivation to finish it. So here's a couple of pictures I took of the splendour of the magnificent light that Allah Jalla Jallaluh has subjected for mankind, without which nothing on earth can live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/3039992277_dc881f741b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/3039992277_dc881f741b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Startling Fact no. 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sun's light takes eight minutes to reach earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, that's right, the light that we use to see is eight-minutes-old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/3039992365_5d1355a9fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/3039992365_5d1355a9fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Startling Fact no. 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The earth's position relative to the sun is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not too near - oceans would boil. Not too far - oceans would freeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/3039992529_25f901d515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3202/3039992529_25f901d515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Startling Fact no. 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nuclear reactions take place on the sun at every single second to produce its&lt;br /&gt;tremendous amount of heat and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I particularly like the 1st and 3rd photos. The first one is like seeing the aura of the sun amidst the tree branches. The 3rd photo is simply fascinating, I was walking along the station's corridor when I noticed a reflection of the sun on the pool of water below - how perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Last but not least, let the Creator of the sun Himself praise it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269942138575990546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 45px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SSKYdCSvLxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MiT3v94Txfg/s400/ashams.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;By the sun and his (glorious) splendour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashShams : 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-6193796030011682661?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/6193796030011682661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=6193796030011682661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6193796030011682661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/6193796030011682661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/glorious-lamp.html' title='The Glorious Lamp'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/3039992277_dc881f741b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-2109855000328053213</id><published>2008-11-10T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:36:46.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recitation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khatam'/><title type='text'>The Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've made a 'letter-like' presentation on my experience in reading the Holy Quran from cover to cover during the last Ramadhan. Alhamdulillah that I've been able to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What I have to say is not very joyful, but fearful ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="View The Reminder document on Scribd" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 12px auto 6px; FONT: 14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: underline; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; x-system-font: none" href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/7856711/The-Reminder"&gt;The Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object id="doc_351995344241021" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="500" width="100%" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" name="doc_351995344241021"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="17992"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="13229"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://documents.scribd.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=7856711&amp;amp;access_key=key-clpxgriarguww4fly2w&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;version=1&amp;amp;viewMode="&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://documents.scribd.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=7856711&amp;amp;access_key=key-clpxgriarguww4fly2w&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;version=1&amp;amp;viewMode="&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Opaque"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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Ye look for the temporal goods of this world; but Allah looketh to the Hereafter: And Allah is Exalted in Might, Wise."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alAnfal : 67&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Had it not been for a previous ordainment from Allah, a severe penalty would have reached you for the (ransom) that ye took."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alAnfal : 68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My mind immediately flashed back to the episode of the captives of Badr. I remember the Prophet (saw) weeping, together with Abu Bakr (ra), when the verses were revealed. Umar (ra), who came to them and saw them weeping, asked for what reason they were weeping, and if he should find a good reason to weep, he would also weep. If he found no reason to weep, he would still weep because they were weeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I began to imagine: the Prophet (saw), Abu Bakr (ra) and Umar (ra) weeping ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Only then did tears start to flow ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've never wept or felt even the slightest bit of sadness when I read or hear about the Prophet (saw) weeping. What does that show about my love for him ... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When a loved one is sad ... don't you feel sad too ... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Rasulullah, is my love for you only in words, and not in my heart ... ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Rasulullah, how many times have I heard about you weeping, and couldn't care less about it ... ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Rasulullah, how much you've shed your pristine tears for us, while we don't weep together with you ... ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kn-my8qzwow&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-772923518739447499?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/772923518739447499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=772923518739447499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/772923518739447499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/772923518739447499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-much-do-i-love-thee.html' title='How Much Do I Love Thee?'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4186586421295873111</id><published>2008-11-02T11:22:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:01:02.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>For Richer or Poorer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;[ Related post: &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/07/compulsory-donation.html"&gt;The Compulsory Donation&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-have-i-to-do-with-this-world.html"&gt;What Have I to Do With This World?&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This post is in no way discouraging being rich - for the grateful rich man is better than the poor worshipper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot can be done by having the money and the wealth - both for good and evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm merely writing this (borne out of inspiration from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ummsofiyyah.wordpress.com/2008/10/25/the-conversation/#comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;discussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40th comment onwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) to serve as a reminder for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm also writing being an ex-I-want-to-be-the-next-millionaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;First, a very relevant story, from Idries Shah's &lt;em&gt;The Way of the Sufi&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The Five Hundred Gold Pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One of Junaid's followers came to him with a purse containing five hundred gold pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Have you any more money than this?" asked the Sufi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Yes, I have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Do you desire more?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Yes, I do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;"Then you must keep it, for you are more in need than I - for I have nothing and desire nothing. You have a great deal and still want more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In this day and age, the fitnah of wealth is truly great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The richest 2% own more than half of the world's wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Read that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do we now wonder why Sayidina Abu Bakar (ra) waged war on those who refused to pay the zakat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The rich get richer, the poor get poorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Like in the story, we have wealth, yet we want more. Sure, we want more money so we can change the world! End poverty! Feed the hungry! How sure are we that we'll be doing that once our bank account grows to 7 zeroes? For all we know, the filthy rich had that same intention in mind when they weren't rich yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We still love our wealth, we sure do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If we can lose $10,000 overnight without batting an eyelid, then that's a different story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Look at the story of the invesments linked with Lehman Brothers. The investors are all complaining that they lost money. They still love their money! Of course, who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;They &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; $10,000, they &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; $50,000, they &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; $100,000. Yet they wanted &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;(hence they invested).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now that all is gone, everyone's complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The love of wealth is indeed strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The wealthy Companions (ra) distributed their wealth because they had no love for it! &lt;em&gt;Zuhud&lt;/em&gt;. No attachments. What of us? Even giving a small donation can make us hesitant - the Devil threatening us with poverty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263914288003952850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQ0uJ9CUMNI/AAAAAAAAANs/XlSc84NrQM0/s400/povertythreat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Evil one threatens you with poverty and bids you to conduct unseemly. Allah promiseth you His Forgiveness and Bounties. And Allah careth for all and He knoweth all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alBaqarah : 268&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That is precisely what we should fear in ourselves - the love of wealth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And we aren't even rich yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What's more, the rich man will have a longer time standing on the Day of Accounting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He has to account for every single cent of his wealth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It takes less time to account for a man with $100 than a man with $1,000,000, does it not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Even after all this, the rich man who is proper with his wealth, gains a higher standing than the poor one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If you think you are able to fulfill that trust, then go ahead. It's between you and Allah Jalla Jallaluh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah Jalla Jallaluh remove the love of wealth from us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263912877916010114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQ0s34DJtoI/AAAAAAAAANc/houlbl0wLJ8/s400/rivalpiliing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The mutual rivalry for piling up (the good things of this world) diverts you (from the more serious things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atTakathur : 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-4186586421295873111?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/4186586421295873111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=4186586421295873111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4186586421295873111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/4186586421295873111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-richer-or-poorer.html' title='For Richer or Poorer'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQ0uJ9CUMNI/AAAAAAAAANs/XlSc84NrQM0/s72-c/povertythreat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-3913645431828578578</id><published>2008-10-28T08:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:47:39.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>"Let's go up and meet the angels!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Taken from &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hundred Tales of Wisdom&lt;/em&gt; by Idries Shah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On Maulana Jallaludin Rumi's (may Allah Jalla Jallaluh raise his degree) youth and childhood, it was narrated that when Maulana was just six years of age, he was at play on the roof of his house with some friends of about the same age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;While at their games, a boy must have suggested hopping from one roof to another. Maulana is reported to have remarked that that sort of play was but a game of cats and dogs; and so it was a shame that they should involve themselves in such inferior playfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He cried: "Let's go up to the skies and meet the angels!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Having said thus, he disappeared from the sight of his young companions. The shocked boys raised a ruckus and thus news of the incident became widespread. Not long after, when he reappeared, he was pale and a little scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He said: "While I was talking to you, a group of men in green mantles descended from the skies upon me and raised me up into the heavens above and took me around celestial locations, and I heard the commotion over my flight and these creatures returned me back to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;SubhanAllah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If only we had such certainty, such belief, such displeasure at what the dunya has to offer ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The next time we feel tempted at the glitter and glory of this world ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Look Up To The Heavens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-3913645431828578578?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/3913645431828578578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=3913645431828578578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3913645431828578578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/3913645431828578578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-go-up-and-meet-angels.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s go up and meet the angels!&quot;'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-5913009934536899994</id><published>2008-10-24T18:10:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:04:50.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>The Almighty King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all the sins of mankind, if all the sins of jinn, if all the sins of creation were combined...&lt;br /&gt;It would not encompass His Boundless Mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly, He is the All-Merciful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all mankind disbelieved, if all jinn disbelieved, if all creation disbelieved...&lt;br /&gt;It would not decrease the Eminence of His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly, He is the Absolute Sovereign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all mankind were believers, if all jinn were believers, if all creation were believers...&lt;br /&gt;It would not increase the Greatness of His Majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly, He is the Almighty King.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all mankind were to plot, if all jinn were to plot, if all creation were to plot...&lt;br /&gt;It would not come into being without His Power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly, He is the All-Powerful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, when He intends a thing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260665057405737138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_1z6mLI/AAAAAAAAANM/i22aMJUix2c/s400/beanditis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verily, when He intends a thing, His Command is: "Be!" and it is!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YaSin : 82&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And He does what He pleases ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_tJvNwI/AAAAAAAAANE/7QyuhAsMbNE/s1600-h/asheplease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260665055081346818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 43px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_tJvNwI/AAAAAAAAANE/7QyuhAsMbNE/s400/asheplease.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He forgiveth whom He pleaseth and punisheth whom He pleaseth: for Allah has Power over all things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;alBaqarah : 284&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Because ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_pPM4PI/AAAAAAAAAM8/o39EBocKBsY/s1600-h/fearconseq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260665054030520562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 41px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_pPM4PI/AAAAAAAAAM8/o39EBocKBsY/s400/fearconseq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And for Him is no fear of its consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;ashShams : 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are we not afraid ... ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-5913009934536899994?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/5913009934536899994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=5913009934536899994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5913009934536899994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/5913009934536899994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/10/almighty-king.html' title='The Almighty King'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SQGi_1z6mLI/AAAAAAAAANM/i22aMJUix2c/s72-c/beanditis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-994577277136908042</id><published>2008-10-22T17:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:26:32.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear jerker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophet'/><title type='text'>Love Thy Enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylcH_RLI/AAAAAAAAAME/qQQxyg90U4E/s1600-h/repelevil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908139834098866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylcH_RLI/AAAAAAAAAME/qQQxyg90U4E/s400/repelevil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Repel evil with that which is best: We are well aquainted with the things they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alMu'minun : 96&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How do we respond to evil? With goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylvCWvyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/q1_eMRBPv5w/s1600-h/41.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908144910745378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylvCWvyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/q1_eMRBPv5w/s400/41.34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nor can goodness and evil be equal. Repel (evil) with what is better: then will he between whom and thee was hatred become as it were thy friend and intimate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fussilat : 34&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Indeed! Allah Jalla Jallaluh indicates here that even the meanest of enemies can become our very best friend - if only we treat them with good when they treat us with evil. But! There is a condition! The next verse states:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908142611268514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylmeHg6I/AAAAAAAAAMU/-dTRVnte2og/s400/41.35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And no one will be granted such goodness except those who exercise patience and self-restraint - none but persons of the greatest good fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fussilat : 35&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ibn Kathir relates that those people who actually respond to evil with goodness are those who have a high-degree of patience. To treat people kindly the one who treats him badly, so as to soften his heart and turn his enmity into friendship and to turn his hatred to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And what a beautiful example we have of this in our Prophet (saw)! I'd like to relate a story which moved me to tears when I first heard it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the corner of the marketplace of Madinah, was a blind Jewish beggar, who would cry out daily to all those who came near him," O my brothers, don't be near Muhammad! He's a lunatic, he's a liar, a sorcerer! If you are to be close to him, you will be influenced by him!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No matter whoever approached him, the blind Jewish beggar will definitely not waste his chance to incite them to hate the Prophet Muhammad, Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam (peace be upon him)! All kinds of curses would spew forth from the beggar's lips even though he had never known the Prophet personally! The news about the blind Jewish beggar's daily cursing and badmouthing him came to the knowledge of the Prophet Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam! Even then, the Holy Prophet Muhammad did not get angry and he ignored the blind Jewish beggar's insults against himself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On the contrary, from that day onwards, at each morning, the Prophet Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam visited the blind beggar and brought food for him! Without saying a single word, the Blessed Messenger (peace be upon him) would feed the beggar with his own hand! The blind beggar would chew the food being fed to him and eat contentedly. Once he was full, he'd express his gratitude without knowing that the one who had fed him was the Holy Prophet of Allah, Muhammad Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam! The Prophet Muhammad Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam continued to feed the blind beggar without fail each day till the day he died!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The blind Jewish beggar waited daily and was perplexed as to why the kind man did no longer come to feed him and provide for him as he had done all this while. The blind beggar waited in vain for the kind gentleman who had never missed visiting him each and every morning all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One day, the closest Companion of the Holy Prophet Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam, Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq @ The Truthful One, Radhiallahu Anhu (May Allah be pleased with him) visited the home of his daughter, Saiyidatina Aishah, Radhiallahu Anha (May Allah be pleased with her), the widow of the Blessed Messenger (SAW). Abu Bakar asked Aishah, "O my child, is there any habit of my beloved (Prophet) that I have yet to carry on?" Aisyah replied, "Dear Father, you are verily a follower of the Sunnah (Habits) of the Prophet and there is none that you have yet to do except for one deed only!" "What is that?" asked Abu Bakar. "Every morning, the Prophet of Allah will go to the end of the marketplace, bringing food to a blind old Jewish beggar who lives there and feed him by his hand," said Aishah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The next day, Abu Bakar As Siddiq went to the marketplace with food for the blind beggar. Abu Bakar As Siddiq approached the beggar and started to feed him. At the first handfull of food being fed to him, the blind Jewish beggar became angry and shouted out,"Who are you?" Abu Bakar answered, "I am the one who usually feeds you every morning." "No! Don't you lie to me!" objected the blind beggar. Abu Bakar was shocked, thus he asked, "Why do you say so?" Answered the blind Jewish beggar," Because when he comes to me, I always felt it easy to hold his hand and found it easy to chew the food he fed me! The man who used to feed me would make the food fine before feeding it to me!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Abu Bakar As Siddiq could not hold back his tears anymore and he burst out crying and had to disclose who he actually was to the beggar. "Verily, I am not the one who used to come and feed you. I am one of his Companions for the noble one is alive no more! He was none other than the Blessed Prophet of Allah, Muhammad Sallalahu Alaihi Wassallam!" "Muhammad?" asked the blind old Jewish beggar, totally shocked with what he had just heard. "You mean to tell me that the one who came each morning without fail and fed me by his hand was Muhammad?" asked the beggar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Yes! It was Muhammad!" answered Abu Bakar. Immediately, the blind old Jewish beggar wailed out in despair and cried so pitifully coming to realise that it was none other than the Holy Prophet who had been feeding him all this while. "All these while!...all these while, I had been cursing him, I had been slandering him! Not once has he ever scolded me ! He kept coming every morning to feed me! He is so noble!.." cried the old blind Jewish beggar as he wiped away his flowing tears on his cheeks. The blind beggar reached out to Saiyidina Abu Bakar As Siddiq, the first Caliph of the Muslims and testified before him the Kalimah Shahadah :'Ash har doo Allah ila ha ill lall Lah! Wa ash har doo anna Muhammad darr Rasulullah!' declaring that There is No God but Allah and that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah! From that moment onwards, the blind old Jewish beggar became a Muslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*weeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How beautiful you are O Beloved Of God ... ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Such is your character that God Himself praised you ... !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7yl1oHcyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/yI0miX39N7c/s1600-h/exaltedcharacter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908146679739170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7yl1oHcyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/yI0miX39N7c/s400/exaltedcharacter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And thou (standest) on an exalted standard of character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alQalam : 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shaykh Affefuddin related that this verse could be interepreted as the Prophet (saw) having a character that is 'above' exalted - when taking into account the Arab word 'Ala' meaning 'above'. MasyaAllah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This video highlights another instance of the Prophet (saw) responding to evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Truly, you are beautiful, Ya Nabi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ya Allah, help us to emulate Your Beloved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1I4Y4cNEB-s&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-994577277136908042?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/994577277136908042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=994577277136908042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/994577277136908042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/994577277136908042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-thy-enemy.html' title='Love Thy Enemy'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SP7ylcH_RLI/AAAAAAAAAME/qQQxyg90U4E/s72-c/repelevil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-8150473874683287010</id><published>2008-10-16T15:13:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:37:00.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lower your gaze'/><title type='text'>Lower Your Gaze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Related post: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/08/lower-your-gaze.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It Starts With the Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Just an awesome, awesome poem I found (you could rap to it!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember the Order to Lower Your Gaze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As the heat gets hotter…. as the sun gets brighter&lt;br /&gt;As they take it all off…. as their 'burden' gets lighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the temptation as they roam half naked&lt;br /&gt;When you think for sure that you just can't make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember O Muslim the perfect instructions&lt;br /&gt;Remember not to give in to those temptations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the lure, the enticement and through the haze&lt;br /&gt;Remember the order…..to lower your gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to such places….don't go to the beaches&lt;br /&gt;Remember the lessons ....remember what Islam teaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sit idle in the street nor visit the mall&lt;br /&gt;When you know they are going to bare it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know it isn't easy….. its hard not to stare&lt;br /&gt;Its difficult to look away when its all there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, don't feed your lust, nor set it ablaze&lt;br /&gt;Remember the order…. to lower your gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the harm in it, they say. It's nothing but fun!&lt;br /&gt;If I look at some bodies bathing in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lustful look towards the opposite gender&lt;br /&gt;Is all that it takes to set off the trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leads to sin and abomination&lt;br /&gt;It paves the way for fornication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it so lightly, don't think it's a phase&lt;br /&gt;Remember the order…. to lower your gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for that arrow….the arrow from Satan&lt;br /&gt;The one you're warned about….laden with poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrow that is aimed towards your very heart&lt;br /&gt;When it reaches its target, it leaves a black mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It infects your heart and leaves it vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;for Satan to take over and do as he is able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall the Prophet's words for he told no lies&lt;br /&gt;"Looking at something forbidden is the zinaa of the eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at anything haraam, that's what he said&lt;br /&gt;So when temptation passes by…..just turn away your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lower your gaze…..don't give that second look&lt;br /&gt;For you never know when you get caught by the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lustful glance….then the talk …..then the meeting&lt;br /&gt;You know what comes next….after all the flirting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fornication is major. "Don't even come near it.&lt;br /&gt;"It starts with that first look, every Muslim should fear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lower your gaze…. don't look at haraam&lt;br /&gt;Strive for good deeds….they work like a charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are able then do get married&lt;br /&gt;That's what the Prophet alaihis-salaam instructed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep voluntary fasts….they will make you strong&lt;br /&gt;Being a good Muslim, you surely can't go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of his character is the Muslim's gaze&lt;br /&gt;So fear Allaah as you spend these summer days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Allaah to help you….you'll find Him there&lt;br /&gt;And never underestimate the power of prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only in the streets, remember O Muslim&lt;br /&gt;Lower your gaze when watching television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shows….the sitcoms…..the underwear ads&lt;br /&gt;The suggestive scenes….the fashions and the fads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in and day out, we watch haraam and yet….&lt;br /&gt;when 'Baywatch' comes on, we don't turn off the set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget the Day when Allaah will ask you&lt;br /&gt;of every look you cast….every glance you threw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where will you hide….what will you do&lt;br /&gt;That Day your eyes will witness against you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the beauty of this world is temporary&lt;br /&gt;The question is then….will you be able to carry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head up high in front of the Almighty&lt;br /&gt;When you stand on a Day, so long so dreary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best Ummah….the Model Community&lt;br /&gt;Custodians of Truth…Upholders of Morality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fight the Shaytaan, stop him in his wickedness&lt;br /&gt;Lower your gaze, ask for Allaah's forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank Allaah O Muslim and realize&lt;br /&gt;The greatest blessing is a pair of eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't use it to disobey Him, don't earn His Displeasure&lt;br /&gt;For you will be asked what you did with this treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not too late….to repent….to amend&lt;br /&gt;Start now….by lowering your gaze my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.lutonmuslims.co.uk/lowergazepoem.htm"&gt;http://www.lutonmuslims.co.uk/lowergazepoem.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Again, these guys have it bad only during Summer. We have it bad all year round! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I would like to highlight the part where the poem advises not to go to such places where we will find ourselves immersed and in point-blank range of the poisoned arrows of the Devil. Need I mention Orchard? We don't even need to go there. In our own neighbourhood we can easily become targets of the devilish arrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There are people who make this a pastime - sitting idly, people-watching. "Cuci mata" they say. More like filling black marks upon the heart! A totally black heart unable to reflect the Light of the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In this day and age, it is much wiser to stay at home rather than go outside and become baits for the Dajjal. Of course we need to step outside the house to fulfill certain duties. But once done, get home. Do not linger and 'hang out'. This is what the Prophet (saw) meant when he said, narrated by Abu Hurayra (ra): "Whoever exposes himself to these afflictions, will be destroyed by them. So whoever can find a place of protection or refuge from them, should take shelter in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In his book &lt;em&gt;The Approach of Armageddon&lt;/em&gt;, Shaykh Hisham Kabbani describes in the chapter 'Thirty Liars' the massive amounts of trials and tribulations that are to occur in the Last Age (the one we're in). As with the above hadith, the Shaykh relates several others and concludes that needlessly going outside - to cafes, restaurants, malls, will only expose ourselves to such afflictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He advises us to get to and from work directly without unnecessary stops or delays. We shouldn't get involved in anything, mix anywhere, associate with this or that, or interfere in politics or fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the situation is this bad - trials and tribulations around every corner, it is better to stay home and increase one's devotions. Praying, reciting the Quran, dzikr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In Sahih Muslim, Ma'qil Ibn Yasar (ra) relates that the Prophet (saw) said: "Worshipping during the period of widespread turmoil is like emigration towards me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Let us strive to emigrate to the Prophet (saw)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The paragraph below is taken from: &lt;a href="http://hasnain.wordpress.com/2007/06/03/lower-your-gaze/"&gt;Lower Your Gaze!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[ In our wedding ceremonies and parties and even in many Islamic fundraising dinners, there is heavy free-mixing between brothers and sisters. Often the chairs of males and females are arranged facing each other, knowing that about 90 percent of our sisters do no wear hijab. It is often noticeable to see males and females peeking glances at each other from the opposite ends of the hall. &lt;strong&gt;A big curtain is not my intention, but a big and befitting Islamic manners is&lt;/strong&gt;. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It doesn't matter whether the sisters wear hijab or not, does it? Lustful glances still occur, do we want to deny it? Even in 'Islamic' situations it is hard to avoid such trials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I seek refuge with Allah Jalla Jallaluh from saying things which I do not do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;May Allah Jalla Jallaluh guide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907294883333355924-8150473874683287010?l=cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/feeds/8150473874683287010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907294883333355924&amp;postID=8150473874683287010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8150473874683287010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907294883333355924/posts/default/8150473874683287010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cognitivefunctions.blogspot.com/2008/10/lower-your-gaze.html' title='Lower Your Gaze!'/><author><name>faruq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15035054150722874347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907294883333355924.post-4945596455240761499</id><published>2008-10-13T15:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:02:50.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insyaAllah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>InsyaAllah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...bismillah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SPL8fssaojI/AAAAAAAAALE/mVrmsaJgCIQ/s1600-h/dosotmrw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256541336598389298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SPL8fssaojI/AAAAAAAAALE/mVrmsaJgCIQ/s400/dosotmrw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And never say of anything, "I shall be sure to do so and so tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alKahf : 23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SPL8fhHdWLI/AAAAAAAAALM/pyEaUdxOi7k/s1600-h/Hiswill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256541333490587826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVDe0MDsdHo/SPL8fhHdWLI/AAAAAAAAALM/pyEaUdxOi7k/s400/Hiswill.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Except (with the saying), "If Allah wills!" And remember your Lord when you forget, and say, "I hope that my Lord will guide me ever closer (even) to the truth than this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alKahf : 24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Being the ignoramus that I am, I found out that the command to say: "InsyaAllah" upon planning to do something in the future is actually in the Holy Quran itself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I believe the importance of saying this is not really highlighted among us. Like, dude! It's in the Quran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There are two parts to what I want to say: first, the misconception or inappropriate use of 'insyaAllah' and the reminder to use 'insyaAllah'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Some people think that by saying 'insyaAllah', somehow they are defended from blame should they not fulfill what they have said. Take for example the countless times we promise our friends to meet somewhere, someday. Friend A knows he cannot make it and yet says: "InsyaAllah I'll come down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; he cannot be there. He &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; he has something on or just doesn't want to go. Yet he gives the false hope to his friends: "InsyaAllah, I'll be there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This has become so common that people actually regard the 'insyaAllah' as a sign that that person will not be able to make it. How rude, how profan
