Sunday, September 28, 2008

have you ever?

Have you ever sat

alone,

thinking,

and then all of a sudden.................

you begin to cry?



The reason is unknown...

yet the tears just seem to flow and ironically you feel a great sense of ease.


Thinking, yet not sure what you're thinking about....

Crying, yet not sure what you're crying over?

Have you ever?

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Islamic Morals & Ethics



Brother Hassanain doing what he does best...

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Ghadr

قدر

شب قدر است بیا قدر بدانیم کمی
خانه دل ز گناهان بتکانیم کمی

شعله افتاده به ملک دلم از فرط گناه
دوست را از دل این شعله بخوانیم کمی

روح را صیقل آیینه دهیم از دل و جان
آه را تا ملکوتش برسانیم کمی

عهد بستیم و شکستیم بسی کاش! که ما
بر سر عهد وفادار بمانیم کمی

پوشه از بار گناهان شده پر حجم بیا
رمضان است به آتش بکشانیم کمی

نگذاریم زبانه بکشد دوزخمان
بنشینیم و به اشکش بنشانیم کمی

بنشانیم نهالی به امید ثمری
چشمه از چشم به پایش بدوانیم کمی

و ارادت بنماییم و بگوییم "الغوث"
ناله را تا به فلک باز رسانیم کمی

التماس دعا دوست عزیز

Saturday, September 20, 2008

The Secret of Imam Ali's Love

What is the reason for the friendship and love for Ali in people's hearts ? Nobody has yet discovered the secret of this love, that is, no-one has been able to formulate it, and say that if it were like this then that would follow, or if it were like that then this would happen. However it does of course have a secret. There is something in the love which dazzles the one who loves and draws him towards it. This attraction and love are the highest degrees of love; Ali - is the one whom people's hearts adore, whom humanity loves. Why ? In what does Ali's extraordinariness lie, that it incites love and draws hearts towards itself, that it plays the tune of eternal life and lives for ever ? Why do all hearts find out about themselves through him, and do not feel him to be dead but find him living ?

Certainly the basis for love for him is not his body, because his body is not now among us and we have not perceived it with our senses. Love for Ali is also not hero- worship, which exists in every nation. It is a mistake, too, to say the love for Ali is by way of love for moral and human excellence, and that love for Ali is a humanistic love. It is true that Ali was the manifestation of the perfect man, and it is true that man loves great figures of humanity; but if Ali had had all those human excellences that he had that wisdom and knowledge, that self-sacrifice and altruism, that humility and modesty, that courtesy, that kindness and mercy, that protection of the weak, that justness, that liberality and love of freedom, that respect for humanity, that generosity, that bravery, that magnanimity and mercy towards his enemies, and, in the words of Rumi':

In bravery you are the Lion of the Lord,
In generosity who indeed knows who you are ?
that munificence, benevolence and beneficence - if Ali had had all these, which he did have, but had not had the divine touch in him, it is quite certain that there would not have been the feeling of sympathy and awakening of love that there is today.

Ali is loved in the sense that he had the divine link; our hearts are unconsciously completely involved with, and connected to, the Truth, right in their depths, and since they find Ali to be a great sign of the Truth and a manifes- tation of the attributes of the Truth they are in love with him. In reality, the basis for the love for Ali is the connec- tion of our souls with the Truth which has been laid in our primordial natures, and since our primordial natures are eter- nal, love for Ali; is also eternal.

There are many outstanding features in Ali's being, but that which has assigned him a resplendent and shining place for ever is his faith and morality, and it is that which has given him his divine charisma.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

JACK

You know, tonight, I watched a movie which not only spoke volumes on the real meaning and essence of life...but more so...spoke the very words which my heart has been yearning to verbalize for so long.

What's wrong with being a BIG KID? What's so wrong with having innocent desires from past times which many seem to forget as the age and get older?

Who said it was wrong to ride bikes carelessly, and chew gum out loud, to throw water balloons at people who get on your nerves, and be cautious of people who use "bad words" (and tell on them later). What's so wrong with sitting in a cardboard box and playing space ship? What's so wrong with having a four-story tree house where you can climb up with your friends and have sleep overs while eating smores and telling scary stories? What's wrong with eating gummy bears on a swing on the playground? What's wrong with jumping on a trampoline and falling with a bang and laughing at the top of your lungs? What's wrong with not worrying and constantly looking over your shoulder? What's wrong with loving unconditionally (like kids do best)?

I have come to realize, in just one showing of JACK, that we take life for granted. We take the most simplest, most amazing and beautiful experiences, and become mindless, not paying attention to those very moments which matter most, which make the world of a difference. Is it so wrong to sit in a field and admire the flight of butterflies? Is it so wrong to climb a tree, and sit on a brand, allowing the wind to blow through your hair as the branches and leaves dance to the wind's melody simultaneously? Is it so wrong to imagine Utopia?

I don't think so. I don't think it's wrong to allow the child in each of us to grow. The more we stand against it, the more we become complacent. The more become cold, and hard hearted. Society lacks the main ingredients such as love, compassion, sincerity, humbleness, and truth. Through the eyes of a child, everything becomes so serene. Everything becomes so pure and innocent. Yet why is that so wrong? Why must we choose to "grow up"? How can we grow up when we have not understood what it means to be a child? How can we move to first grade when the elements of Kindergarten have not been accomplished, even by the most "so-called" successful people in our world today? How can we exmplify love when all we have cultivated within us is hate? How can we truly "accept" (again: unconditionally) when we constantly "deny"?

I am tired.

I am tired of being around people who want to stop happiness. I am tired of being in the company of people who are fake, complacent, and cold: DEAD!

I want to LIVE....I want to LOVE endlessly...

I want to be like JACK...is that a crime I ask?

Khaliha 3la Allah - Asala Nasri

Your Beauty...



Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling

Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening

What Id give to see your face
Beaming with so much grace

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling
Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening (x2)


CHORUS:
Ya Mawlay, ya Mawlay Salli 'ala Taha (x2)
husnu Ahmadal Bashir
Akhjalal badral munir

Will I be from those
You welcome with a smile
As you call your nation
Come to my side

Or will I see you frown
And then turn away
I did let you down
I forgot this Day

What Id give to see your face
Beaming with so much grace

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling

Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening

CHORUS

Bridge:
Ya Habiba Allah
Ya Safiyya Allah
'Alayka Salatu Allah
Wa Salamu Allah


Your smile is so bright
It lits up the dark night
Brought mercy and light
To my waiting heart

I know that Im weak
Of my sins I can speak
Your mercy I seek
Though Im not worthy

What Id give to see your face
Beaming with so much grace

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling

Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening

Don't.....Let Me Go

Ya Nabi - Ayman Ramadan