Sunday, 29 December 2019

BUILDING BRIDGES


Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. After  40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, & trading labor & goods without any problem, they had their first serious rift. 

All their years of brotherhood & love fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding & it grew into a major difference, & finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.

One morning there was a knock on the older brother's door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s toolbox. “I’m looking for a few days work,” he said.

“Perhaps u have a few small jobs here &  there, I can help u ?”

“Yes,” said the older brother. “I do have a job for u. Look across the creek at that farm. That’s my neighbor, in fact, it’s my younger brother. Last week there was an open field between us but he took his bulldozer , dug it up to the river & now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I’ll be one better than him.  See that pile of wood? I want u to build me a fence – a high fence  – so I won’t need to see his place & his face anymore.”

The carpenter said, “I think I understand the situation. Trust me.  I’ll be able to do a job that pleases u.”

The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready & then he was off for the day.

The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing.

Just before sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. The farmer’s eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped.

There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge… a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work handrails & all – & the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.

“ U are a good man to build this bridge after all I’ve said & done.” The younger brother said tearfully. .....conned

The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, & then they met in the middle, taking each other’s hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder. “No, wait! Stay a few days. I’ve a lot of other projects for u,” said the older brother.

“I’d love to stay on,” the carpenter said, “but, I have many more bridges to build.

Build bridges
Not fences.
If u are currently in a strained relationship with anyone, do away with the stress & heartache u are bringing onto urself. Be the bigger person & forgive just for the pleasure of ุงู„ู„ّู‡  Subhana Ta'ala. U'l instantly feel better as if u have broken free from chains that were tieing u down..

Our Nabi Kareem sallallaahu alayhi wasallam has said ;
   " Do not hate one another, and do not be jealous of one another, and do not desert each other, and O, Allah’s worshipers! Be brothers.  It is not permissible for any Muslim to desert (not talk to) his brother (Muslim) for more than three days.” 
   [Bukhari]

Tuesday, 17 December 2019

*Covered in a white kaffan*


*Written by Naadira Chhipa* 

That meeting with the bank manager which you are racing to as you are eager to sign the loan papers on your new sports car. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That figure hugging designer dress you ordered from Paris for your cousins wedding is   stunning and you cannot wait to show off your slim figure to all your family and friends. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That argument you had with your spouse in which harsh words as well as curses haunted your hearts and minds for weeks as you stopped speaking to each other. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That misunderstanding you had with your daughter in law which resulted in you making your son choose, severing family ties and ending in a divorce between your son and his wife. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That heartbreak you are crying over  as your boyfriend of 5 years betrayed and upgraded you with a new girlfriend. Will it matter when your lifelessbody is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That beautiful Moroccan theme idea and decor  you hired for your wedding was the same choice your cousin had for her wedding a week before yours. This made you postpone your wedding so you can choose a better theme. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That huge argument you had with your brother about inheritance, you have not spoken or seen him in two years. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That business deal you are working day and night to finalise, often not coming home to your family and missing out on precious time with your children. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That platinum jewellery set your heart desired for your birthday was not gifted to you by your husband even though you mentioned how much you wanted it. You have been giving  him the silent  treatment for over a month.Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That new sea facing mansion your brother  and sister in law purchased is burning your heart as envy engulfs you in its disastrous flames. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

That picture you uploaded which got a hundred 'likes'. Will it matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan?

Will anyone or anything in this temporary life matter when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan? No! Nothing matters once your soul is extracted from your body besides your good deeds. Nobody matters once your eyes close forever. Everything and everyone that was so important to you suddenly ends. Your  misunderstandings, your battles, your difficulties, your problems, your fears and your tears will all come to an abrupt end, an eternal  end from this world. Be happy, grateful and present in every moment of your life irrespective of what storms you are weathering, what battles you are fighting, what struggles you are enduring and what trials you are facing as nothing will matter once your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan. 

Your kindness, your generosity, your forgiveness, your smile, your patience, your goodness, your Salaah, your ibadaah and ultimately your character is what matters in this world and once your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan.

That heartbeat you feel against your chest as it echoes love and gratitude for Allah that matters as you live in this world and also once your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan. 

Start preparing  now for when your lifeless body is laying on the living room floor covered in a white kaffan!-Naadira Chhipa

Tuesday, 10 December 2019

How to survive through load shedding


1. Fill a few 2L bottles with water and freeze them. When the power goes off, move 2 or 3 into your fridge and limit opening and closing the door. 
Leave the other frozen bottles in the deep freeze and only take them out once the others are down to about 25% ice. Swap them out for more frozen ones. This should keep your fridge cold enough to preserve your food for at least 8 hours. The ones in your deep freeze should stay frozen at least 12 hours. Remember, don’t open and close the doors unless entirely necessary! 

2. Keep your power bank charged up and ONLY use it when the power is off. If you know you’re in for a few hours down time in a day, put your phone on low power mode ASAP to preserve battery life. 

3. Invest in decent rechargeable camping lights from a place like Cape Union Mart. They last a few hours and are bright enough to read/play board games/shower by. 

4. A car phone charger is a necessity! 

5. Keep groceries in the pantry/fridge that don’t require cooking (if you have an electric stove/oven.) Tapas anyone? If you’re desperate, a little camping gas stove is a good idea for easy meals like scrambled egg, 2 min noodles etc. 

6. When the electricity is on, boil the kettle and fill a flask or two to use for babies bottles/tea/coffee. 

7. Plan outings for your scheduled load shedding time. During the day it’s not so bad, but at night it can get real depressing sitting in the dark night after night. A movie, a date night, a meal out, late night Christmas shopping, hanging with friends on a different schedule to you - all do wonders at boosting your mood and reducing the effect load shedding actually has on you. Don’t be scared to call on your community! 

8. If it’s within your budget, look at getting an inverter system, or generator. Even the most basic system will give you a few hours of the minimum: lights, chargers, tv maybe a fan. 

I know it sucks, and is frustrating and makes you shake your head and swear and rage. But try remember the many wonderful things that you do have as a result of living in SA. And enjoy all the candle lit bubble baths you want!

Sunday, 8 December 2019

look up...

The Diamond Necklace
Once there was a king who had presented his daughter the princess with a Beautiful diamond necklace. The necklace was stolen and his people in the kingdom searched everywhere but could not find it. Some said a bird may have stolen it. The king then asked them all to search for it and put a reward for $50000 for anyone who found it.

One day a clerk was walking home along a river next to an industrial area. this river was completely polluted and filthy and smelly. As he was walking the clerk saw a shimmering in the
river and when he looked he saw the diamond necklace. He decided to try and catch it so that he could get the $50000 reward. He put his hand in the filthy dirty river and grabbed at the necklace but some how missed it and didn't catch it.

He took his hand out and looked again and the necklace was still there. He tried again this time he walked in the river and dirtied his pants in the filthy river and put his whole arm in to catch the necklace. But strangely he still missed the necklace! He came out and started walking away feeling depressed.

Then again he saw the necklace right there. This time he was determined to get it no matter what. He decided to plunge into the river although it was a disgusting thing to do as the river was
polluted and his whole body would become filthy. He plunged in and searched everywhere for the necklace and yet he failed. This time he was really bewildered and came out feeling very depressed that he could not get the necklace that would get him $50000.

Just then a saint who was walking by saw him and asked him what was the matter. The clerk didn't want to share the secret with the saint thinking the saint might take the necklace for himself so he refused to tell the saint anything. But the saint could see this man was troubled and being compassionate again asked the clerk to tell him the problem and promised that he would not tell
anyone about it.

The clerk mustered some courage and decided to put some faith in the saint. He told the saint about the necklace and how he tried and tried to catch it but kept failing. The saint then told him that perhaps he should try looking upwards toward the branches of the tree instead of in the filthy
river. The clerk looked up and true enough the necklace was DANGLING on the branch of a tree. He had been trying to capture a mere reflection of the real necklace all this time.

Moral of the story:

Material happiness is just like the filthy polluted river because it is a mere reflection of the TRUE happiness in the spiritual world. We don't achieve the happiness we are looking for no matter how hard we endeavor in the material life. Instead we should look upwards toward ALLAAH  who is the source of real happiness and stop chasing after the reflection of this happiness in the material world. This spiritual happiness is the only thing that can satisfy us completely.

May ALLAAH help us LOOK UP TO HIM.

Thursday, 5 December 2019

Eating food brought with haram money



In the name of Allah, the most Beneficent, the most Merciful.

Answer
Eating Halal is a fundamental aspect for one’s worship being accepted by Allah.

Saiduna Abu Hurayah (RA) narrates that the Prophet of Allah (SAW) said: “Allah is pure and accepts only that which is pure. Allah has commanded the faithful to do that which he commanded the messengers.” And Allah (SAW) has said: “o you who believe! Eat of the pure things and do right.” Allah (SAW) has said: “oh you who believe! Eat of the pure things we have provided you.” Then the Prophet of Allah (SAW) mentioned a man who journeyed far and dishelved and dusty and spends out oh his hand to the Heavens: “O lord! O Lord! While his food is unlawful, and he is nourished unlawfully, so how can his dua be answered!” (Sahih Muslim)

From this Hadith we can understand that unlawful income does have an effect on ones worship and acceptance of ones duas.

Saaiduna Abu Bakr Radiallahu Anhu narrated that the Prophet of Allah Sallallahu Alahi Wasalam said “That body will not enter Paradise which has been nourished with Haram” (Sunan Baihaqi)

Saaiduna Ka`b Bin Ujrah narrates that the Prophet of Allah Sallallahu Alahi Wasalam said, “A body nourished with Haram will not enter Jannah”. (Sunan Tirmizi)

Saaiduna Jabir Bin Abdullah Radiallahu Anhu narrates that the Prophet of Allah Sallallahu Alahi Wasalam said, “That flesh will not enter Paradise which has grown from Haram, and all that flesh which has grown from Haram, the fire (of hell) is more worthy of it.” (Musnad Ahmad, Sunan Darimi & Sunan Baihaqi)

With regards to your question, if a person’s majority income is lawful and less than half is unlawful, it would be permissible to eat from the food purchased with such income. However, if a person’s majority income is unlawful even though the food itself is halal, but because it was purchased with haram money that food will also be considered haram. (Ahsanul Fatawa p.104 v.๐Ÿ˜Ž

Only Allah Knows Best

Sunday, 1 December 2019

๐Ÿท *6 Rights Of A Muslim Woman*.



*1*. The right to accept marriage proposal: The Prophet Phub said:" if there comes to you one with whose character and religious commitment you are pleased, then marry (your daughter or female relative under your care) to him."{al- Tirmidhi 1084}.

*2.* The right to Mahr (Dowry):"And give the women [upon marriage] their bridal gifts graciously. But if they give up willingly to you anything of it, then take it in satisfaction and ease."(Qur'an 4:4)

*3.* The right to considerate and kind treatment:" The most complete of the believers in faith, is the one with the best character. And the best of you are those who are best to their women." {At- Tirmidhi}.

*4*. The right to "privacy" of all confidential matters:" A believing man doesn't despair a believing woman. If he finds something in her character he dislikes, he will be pleased by something else". (Sahih Muslim 1469).

*5*. The right to a peaceful home environment:" The most complete believers are those with the best characters, and the best of you are those who are best to their womenfolk." (At-Tirmidhi).

*6*. The right to financial support:" But the father of the child shall bear the cost of the mother's food and clothing on a reasonable basis" *(Qur'an 2:233)*.

THE EXTRA TEASPOON OF SUGAR: THE STRUGGLE OF SINGLE MUMS


BY Ayesha Desai

Moral of this story:
๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘œ Please go out of your way to support home industries, single mums and those who sell something on the side to make ends meet 

Her hands grasped onto the cool metal bars, and she unwillingly remembered the cool feel of her long-removed wedding band. A memory flashed through her mind, of the day he had placed it on her finger. She remembered the henna designs her sister had patiently applied to her hands. She remembered the way her mother had lovingly helped her adjust her hijab...

And then she remembered the day she angrily pulled the ring off her finger. She remembered how she desperately thrust it towards the landlord, begging he take it in return for a month of rent. She remembered how she pleaded with the jeweler to please, just please give her an extra R100, and then she remembered the tears of anger and frustration as she resigned herself to his offer and shoved the crumpled notes into her coat pocket as she walked out.

"Mama..." The little voice asked. She hurriedly wiped away at the tears threatening to spill, "Yes lovey?" Little arms reached up, wanting to be carried, and she lifted her child onto her hip. The face that looked so like his turned into her neck, chubby fingers twirling strands of her hair, and the soft breath getting deeper as her child fell asleep. She lay him on the mattress on the floor, and returned to her work.

Her hands, once soft and pampered, now expertly measured, cut, stitched and draped fabric. She turned the plain flat sheets into exquisite works for other young brides. She was well known now, and her work sought after. She never made so much as to be considered rich, but Alhamdulillah it was enough to keep the landlord away from her door. It was enough to keep food in their bellies.

When Allah called him home, she felt the earth move, and it was not just a loss of a husband to contend with, but the fear that gripped her. How? How can she survive? For the first time with no man to rely on, and too much pride to return to her parents home, she was on her own.

At first, relying on meager savings, then pawning off the belongings they so carefully chose together to turn their little apartment into a cosy home. Then, when there was very little left even of that, it was finally a choice between 2 gifts that he given her. Sentimentality or practicality... And in exchange for it, she bought determination. She bought strength, she bought resolve, she bought a backbone!

Yes, on that decisive day, it looked a lot like bags of fabric, in different colours. But those bags soon turned into longer lenght burkas, in a range of colours from sky blue to crimson to emerald green. Standing with a plastic packet containing her work, a dua and a prayer in every stitch, she looked heaven wards and prayed her carefully rehearsed pitch would be positively received by the manager of the abaya store.

With a strenght she never she had and a desperation she had never before felt, she summoned every fibre of courage, and walked into the store with a sales talk ready. To her complete amazement, that first batch of burkas was sold, and the profit was enough to hold her landlord off for another week, and another and another.

Then one day for the first time in months there was enough left over for a meal that was more than plain pasta, or scrambled eggs. She even had an extra teaspoon of sugar in her tea, and the sweetness of her small success would linger for weeks.

๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡
Never look down on single mothers doing their best to survive financially. It takes a certain kind of strenght and resilience to take all the disappointments in life and keep working through them, to make a life for your children. All home industry entrepreneurs, but especially widows and divorcees, should be commended for their efforts, and as consumers, let us try to remember that these are not the ones we should be 'price bargaining' with.

 It astounds me at times, that people have no issues paying for designer handbags with extravagant dollar bill pricetags and wouldnt even for a second, think about asking for a discount, yet they make it an absolute sport to haggle a price with a small stall owner or the aunty making samoosas. Remember the home industry is where you should be happy to pay fair price for fair products. Dont play off peoples desperation.

May Allah grant us all barakah in our income, and grant us the ability to earn halaal rizq. Ameen.

Friday, 29 November 2019

self care

“Self-care is often a very unbeautiful thing.

It is making a spreadsheet of your debt and enforcing a morning routine and cooking yourself healthy meals and no longer just running from your problems and calling the distraction a solution.

It is often doing the ugliest thing that you have to do, like sweat through another workout or tell a toxic friend you don’t want to see them anymore or get a second job so you can have a savings account or figure out a way to accept yourself so that you’re not constantly exhausted from trying to be everything, all the time and then needing to take deliberate, mandated breaks from living to do basic things like drop some oil into a bath and read Marie Claire and turn your phone off for the day.

A world in which self-care has to be such a trendy topic is a world that is sick. Self-care should not be something we resort to because we are so absolutely exhausted that we need some reprieve from our own relentless internal pressure.

True self-care is not salt baths and chocolate cake, it is making the choice to build a life you don’t need to regularly escape from.

And that often takes doing the thing you least want to do.

It often means looking your failures and disappointments square in the eye and re-strategizing. It is not satiating your immediate desires. It is letting go. It is choosing new. It is disappointing some people. It is making sacrifices for others. It is living a way that other people won’t, so maybe you can live in a way that other people can’t.

It is letting yourself be normal. Regular. Unexceptional. It is sometimes having a dirty kitchen and deciding your ultimate goal in life isn’t going to be having abs and keeping up with your fake friends. It is deciding how much of your anxiety comes from not actualizing your latent potential, and how much comes from the way you were being trained to think before you even knew what was happening.

If you find yourself having to regularly indulge in consumer self-care, it’s because you are disconnected from actual self-care, which has very little to do with “treating yourself” and a whole lot do with parenting yourself and making choices for your long-term wellness.

It is no longer using your hectic and unreasonable life as justification for self-sabotage in the form of liquor and procrastination. It is learning how to stop trying to “fix yourself” and start trying to take care of yourself… and maybe finding that taking care lovingly attends to a lot of the problems you were trying to fix in the first place.

It means being the hero of your life, not the victim. It means rewiring what you have until your everyday life isn’t something you need therapy to recover from. It is no longer choosing a life that looks good over a life that feels good. It is giving the hell up on some goals so you can care about others. It is being honest even if that means you aren’t universally liked. It is meeting your own needs so you aren’t anxious and dependent on other people.

It is becoming the person you know you want and are meant to be. Someone who knows that salt baths and chocolate cake are ways to enjoy life – not escape from it.”
-Brianna Wiest


meetups


I had spent an hour in the bank with my dad, as he had to transfer some money.  I couldn't resist myself & asked...
 
''Dad, why don't we activate your internet banking?''

''Why would I do that?'' 
He asked...

''Well, then you wont have to spend an hour here for things like transfer. 

You can even do your shopping online. Everything will be so easy!'' 

I was so excited about initiating him into the world of Net banking.

He asked ''If I do that, I wont have to step out of the house? 

''Yes, yes''! I said. I told him how even grocery can be delivered at door now and how amazon delivers everything!

His answer left me tongue-tied. 

He said ''Since I entered this bank today, I have met four of my friends, I have chatted a while with the staff who know me very well by now.

You know I am alone...
 this is the company that I need. I like to get ready and come to the bank. I have enough time, it is the physical touch that I crave.

 Two years back I got sick, The store owner  from whom I buy fruits, came to see me and sat by my bedside and cried. 

When u r Mom fell down few days back while on her morning walk. Our local grocer saw her and immediately got his car to rush her home as he knows where I live. 

Would I have that 'human' touch if everything became online?

Why would I want everything delivered to me and force me to interact with just my computer? 

I like to know the person that I'm dealing with and not just the 'seller' . It creates bonds. Relationships. 

Does Amazon deliver all this as well?'''

Technology isn' t life ..  
Spend time with people .. Not with devices.๐Ÿ‘

Monday, 25 November 2019

Weddings of today

Today, Nikahs have taken on a distinct mould of a Hollywood or Bollywood style wedding – where the bride is dressed to look like a Christian bride or a Bollywood actress – with no sign of Islam on her; and the groom is dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a typical Christian groom.  

Adding insult to injury is the extravagance and open sin at the time of the wedding and Walimah. One’s mind moves in the direction of the millions and millions who are suffering famine and starvation, who have no home, no water, no food, no clothing – but the Muslim ignores all that suffering just for some fleeting attention and praise.

All those hundreds of thousands of Rands wasted on draping a hall, on dressing the chairs, on wine glasses, on musicians, photography, on wedding cards that are thrown away, etc.  is money, which could have been the means of alleviating the plight of so many suffering people.

One brother handed me an elaborate invitation card for his daughter’s wedding. I enquired as to the cost of the wedding card, and was told that each card cost R50. Advising him, I told him that almost all people throw away wedding cards. People generally dispose of them. So he should regard that as people throwing away hundreds of his R50 notes. Would he throw R50 notes into a bin? No. However, the throwing away of those cards is equal to throwing away R50 notes. That same money could have been used in making the Aakhirah. 

Even those who are known to be religious will waste thousands on halls, on dรฉcor, etc. sacrificing the pleasure of Allah Ta’ala and Rasulullah (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wasallam). Those who were meant to set the noble example of the Sunnah, who we expect are living the Sunnah – knowingly choose to forsake the Sunnah.  Simplicity, which is part of Imaan, is a rare sight in these times.  

Hazrat ‘Ayesha (Radhiyallahu ‘anha) related that Nabi (Sallallaahu ‘alaihi wasallam) said: ‘Verily, the most blessed Nikah is that which involves the least difficulty (expenditure).’

We have a perfect Sunnah – a perfect way of life in the life of our Nabi (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wa-Sallam) and in the lives of his companions, men and women. We have what is superior to all other cultures yet we consider everything else. It shows great weakness if we give preference to the culture of the Christians, Jews and Idolators over the noble Sunnah of Rasulullah (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wa-Sallam). We are exchanging diamonds for stones… and what an unprofitable exchange this is! What a great loss!

Nabi (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wa-Sallam) said: “Whoever emulates a nation is from amongst them.”

In another Hadith, it is stated: “A person is with whom he loves.”

Nabi (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wa-Sallam) also said that we will be raised on the Day of Judgment with those whom we imitate in this worldly life. (May Allah Ta’ala save us from such disgrace and humiliation.)

 The heart bleeds at this miscarriage of the Sunnah. …Nay, this abortion of the Sunnah. How will we meet our Beloved Nabi (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wasallam) on the Day of Judgment? How will we show our faces to the one whose entire life was sacrificed so that today we be the reciters of the Kalimah?

May Allah Ta’ala have mercy upon us since we stand to lose by adopting this culture. If we continue in this line and direction, we will lose the pleasure of Allah Ta’ala and we will lose the great rewards for enlivening and practising the Sunnah. 

We also stand to lose the companionship of Rasulullah (Sallallaahu ‘alayh wasallam) at the fountain of Kauthar on the Day of Judgment and even stand to lose the success of our marriages due to having sacrificed the beautiful, noble Sunnah by means of our emulation of the Hollywood and Bollywood culture.

If our allegiance is to Allah Ta’ala and His Rasul (Sallallaahu ‘alayhi wasallam), then there should be no delay in repentance and mending our ways and coming back to what is pure and beautiful – Islam and the Sunnah. In this, is the success of both worlds. 

May Allah Ta’ala grant us the understanding, the concern and the Taufeeq of Aml. 
 
by Hazrath Maulana Yunus Patel Rahmatullah Alayh. May Allaah fill his qabr with Noor.

Tuesday, 19 November 2019

THE GOAT AND THE HORSE!!!



There was a farmer who had a horse and a goat...

One day, the horse became ill and he called the veterinarian,
who said: - "Well, your horse has a virus. He must take this medicine for three days. I'll come back on the 3rd day and if he's not better, we're going to have to put him down."

Nearby, the goat listened closely to their conversation. The next day, they gave him the medicine and left. The goat approached the horse and said: - "Be strong, my friend. Get up or else they're going to put you to sleep!"

On the second day, they gave him the medicine and left. The goat came back and said: - "Come on buddy, get up or else you're going to die! Come on, I'll help you get up. Let's go! One, two, three..."

On the third day, they came to give him the medicine and the vet said: - "Unfortunately, we're going to have to put him down tomorrow. Otherwise, the virus might spread and infect the other horses."

After they left, the goat approached the horse and said: - "Listen pal, it's now or never! Get up, come on! Have courage! Come on! Get up! Get up! That's it, slowly! Great! Come on, one, two, Three... Good, good. Now faster, come on...... Fantastic! Run, run more! Yes! Yay! Yes! You did it, you're a champion!!!"

All of a sudden, the owner came back, saw the horse running in the field and began shouting: - "It's a miracle! My horse is cured.
We must have a grand party. Let's kill the goat!!!!"

The Lesson: this often happens in the workplace.

Nobody truly knows which employee actually deserves
the merit of success, or who's actually contributing the necessary support to make things happen.

Remember...

LEARNING TO LIVE WITHOUT RECOGNITION IS A SKILL!!!!

If anyone ever tells you that your work is unprofessional, Remember:

Amateurs built the Ark [which saved all the species]
and professionals built the Titanic [all died tragically]!!

Monday, 18 November 2019

Family only by Title


Written by Naadira Chhipa

Family is sacred, a safe place, a place of love and happiness . Now what if your family is only by title? Families of the past had a unique understanding, love and unity that in reality is a dream for many today. Today we see families being torn apart due to inheritance, jealousy, lack of communication, self absorption, technology, toxic relationships and so much more. There are individuals who do the best they can to unite and be the glue to their family as well as tirelessly 'chase' after them but that love, sacrifice and attention is not gifted back.

These individuals are then emotionally exhausted by all the effort and energy they use to maintain family relationships and, yet when they need that love and attention there is nobody in sight. There are sisters and brothers who have not spoken or seen each other in years not because of a misunderstanding but due to them just 'not having time'. Priority is key. If your family member calls to check up on you everyday but oneday just stops calling. Would you call them to enquire about their well being or are you content in not receiving that 'annoying call' everyday.
If a family member visits you and finds happiness in your company, are you happy to accommodate them or are you irritated by their regular visits.

This is the mentality of families today. We feel overwhelmed and anxious when visitors come over, to a point of relief once they leave so we can go back to our smartphone in isolation. We roll our eyes when we see certain numbers appear on our screen. We lock ourselves up in our homes with our eyes, hands, heart, mind and soul shackled to our cell phones. 

This is the reality in so many homes and we wonder what has happened to family bonds. 

It is time to switch off the wifi connection and reconnect to the people who are yearning for your love, understanding, strength and comfort. We need to introspect and evaluate every relationship in our lives as this life is so temporary. 

Stop chasing and forcing relationships rather make peace with what it is and maintain the relationship by keeping a happy and peaceful bond rather than an emotionally unstable one. Be around people who bring out the best in you instead of suffocating in the company of those who will try to emotionally drain, blackmail and control your every thought, action and opinion.....

Sunday, 17 November 2019

Sunnah of acceptance

When 'Aisha, may Allah be pleased with her, broke a dish of food out of jealousy in front of a gathering of people, the Prophet, (saw) was gentle with her. He understood that this behavior was a reflection of one of her personal shortcomings. 

He reminded us all, forever and always, that was was "our mother..." and that meant she had so much good and she deserved our respect, love, and admiration and ability to overlook this moment. 

We all have personal shortcomings. I've yet to meet someone who doesn't. The closer you get to a person, be it a family member, friend, a teacher, or your very own spouse the more you will see their shortcomings. 

But the sunnah of not trying to break a person in order for them to change is one I find most beautiful. 

Treating someone with gentleness doesn't mean condoning their choice. 

It's allowing love to be a teacher and a healer. 

One of the themes of my day today in terms of coaching wives and couples today has been one of acceptance. 

Accepting that their spouse is different. 

Accepting that their spouse has a certain personality. 

And being merciful and gentle in working with it rather than constantly criticizing it. 

Our Prophet... his character and choices always move me every time I imagine certain situations in real life situations. 

If I could just be a fraction of who he was.... salalahu alayhe wa sellum.... 

And even though we have, on public display and in public memory this moment of 'Aisha's, she was also amazing in every way masha'Allah.

If we had just a fraction of her patience, her taqwa, her resilience, her determination, her softness, her gentlness, her love.....

Your spouse will have moments. 

You will have moments. 

Let us remember the sunnah of acceptance and knowing how and when to invite change. 

***
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Be challenged

The Japanese have a great liking for fresh fish. But the waters close to Japan have not held many fish for decades. So, to feed the Japanese population, fishing boats got bigger and went farther than ever.
The farther the fishermen went, the longer it took to bring back the fish. The longer it took them to bring back the fish, the stale they grew.
The fish were not fresh and the Japanese did not like the taste. To solve this problem, fishing companies installed the freezers on their boats. They would catch the fish and freeze them at sea. Freezers allowed the boats to go farther and stay longer.
However, the Japanese could taste the difference between fresh and frozen fish. And they did not like the taste of frozen fish. The frozen fish brought a lower price. So, fishing companies installed fish tanks. They would catch the fish and stuff them in the tanks, fin to fin. After a little hashing around, fishes stopped moving. They were tired and dull, but alive.
Unfortunately, the Japanese could still taste the difference. Because the fish did not move for days, they lost their fresh-fish taste. The Japanese preferred the lively taste of fresh fish, not sluggish fish. The fishing industry faced an impending crisis! But today, it has got over that crisis and has emerged as one of the most important trades in that country! How did Japanese fishing companies solve this problem? How do they get fresh-tasting fish to Japan ?
To keep the fish tasting fresh, the Japanese fishing companies still put the fish in the tanks. But now they add a small shark to each tank. The shark eats a few fish, but most of the fish arrive in a very lively state. The fish are challenged  and hence are constantly on the move. And they survive and arrive in a healthy state! They command a higher price and are most sought-after. The challenge they face keeps them fresh!
Humans are no different.

 L. Ron Hubbard observed in the early 1950's:

 "Man thrives, oddly enough, only in the presence of a challenging environment.

"George Bernard Shaw said:   

 " Satisfaction is death!"

If you are steadily conquering challenges, you are happy. Your challenges keep you energized.They keep you alive! 

 _*_Put a shark in your tank and see how far you can really go!*

MORAL: If you look healthier, younger and energetic, than definitely there is a shark in your tank.

Friday, 15 November 2019

6 Secrets To Success



1. Trust yourself

Trust yourself, dig deep down and ask yourself: ‘Who do you want to be?’ Not what, but who. Not what your parents or teachers wants you to be, but you! Figure out for yourself, what makes you happy, no matter how crazy it may sound to the people. What is inside your heart and inside your head? Be determined and be unique, drive to think big and dream big.

2. . Break the rules

We have so many rules in life about everything, break the rules!  Break the rules, but not the law. It is impossible to be a true original if you too well behaved and not break the rules, you have to think outside the box. What is the point of being on this world if all you want is to be liked by everyone. The only way that I ever got any place was by breaking some of the rules.

3. Don’t be afraid to fail

Anything that I’ve ever attempted I was always willing to fail. You can’t always win, but don’t be afraid of making decisions. You can’t be paralyzed by fear of failure or you will never push yourself. You keep pushing because you believe in yourself and in your vision and you know that it is the right thing to do, success will come. So don't be afraid to fail.

4. Don’t listen to the naysayers

How many times have you heard: you can’t do this, you can’t do that. It has never been done before. Just imagine if Bill Gates had quit when people said it can't be done! I love it when someone says that no one has ever done that before, because that means that if I do it, that means that I am the first one that has done it. So pay no attention to people that say that it can’t be done.

5. Work your butt off!

You never want to fail because you didn't worked hard enough, I never wanted to lose a competition or lose an election because I didn't work hard enough. I always believe leaving no stone unturned. It is important to have fun in life, but when you out there partying and messing around someone out there at the same time is working hard, someone is getting smarter and someone is winning. You can't climb the ladder of success with your hands in the pocket!

6. Giving back

Whatever path that you take in your life, you must always find time to give something back. Give something back to your community, give something back to your state or to your country. Reaching out and helping people will bring you more satisfaction than anything else you’ve ever done! 

Remember the 6 rules. Trust yourself, break some rules, don't be afraid to fail, ignore the naysayers, work like hell and give something back.

 By Arnold Schwarzenegger

Tuesday, 22 October 2019

Pls help..

Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuhu๐ŸŒน

*TALK ABOUT IRONY*

Many of you are aware that I am an optometrist and I practise in the township of Kwa Mashu.
I want to share something with you that came to me a perfect time to make me ponder on realities and difficilties that ppl go through..

This incident made me realise the dire and purposeful need for our current campaign.

Monday, 7 October 2019

A HEARTBROKEN SISTER Written by Naadira Chhipa


A very heartbroken sister recently contacted me. She is a revert sister from a rural area just outside the glitz and glamour of the city. She recently attended an 'Islamic' high tea which a charity organization sponsored for her as she was looking forward to gaining some inspiration, guidance as well as meeting other sisters in a relaxed environment. 

She wore her only fancy black abaayah gifted to her by a kind hearted sister the day she embraced Islam. As she walked into the venue she was confused as to what was happening due to the extravagant decor and glamorous ambiance. She had to read the banners twice as she thought she was at the wrong function. Sisters were dressed in designer clothing, carrying the fanciest of handbags, diamond embellished heels and draped in blinding bling. Semi nude dresses, picture perfect pouts and intermingling with only the rich and famous was the order of the day. 

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Alternate Solutions


The Defrauders


ูˆَูŠْู„ٌ ู„ِู„ْู…ُุทَูِّูِูŠู†َ
The word Tatfeef refers to diminishing quantities when weighing or measuring. In other words, "cheating"
The nation of shuaib ุนู„ู‰ hissalaam started the evil practice of cheating in weighing and measuring. Despite his efforts to reform them, the people refused to listen. So Allah's punishment destroyed them
We must take great heed in our daily life, because cheating has become widespread in our ummah.
Tatfeef is also found in our daily prayers.
Many cheat in Salaah by not performing the sunnah and witr. Omitting in this is called cheating.
Another form of cheating takes place at work.

Friday, 4 October 2019

True worth




A father before he died said to his son: “this is a watch your grandfather gave and this is more than 200 years old, but before I give it to you go to the watch shop on the first street, and tell him I want to sell it, and see how much it is”. He went and then came back to his father, and said, "the watchmaker paid 5 dollars because it's old”. He said to him : “go to the coffee shop”. He went and then came back, and said: “He paid $5 father”.  “Go to the museum and show that watch”. He went then came back, and said to his father “They offered me a million dollars for this piece”.  The father said: “I wanted to let you know that the right place values your value in a way right, don't put yourself in the wrong place and get angry if you don't. Who knows your value is who appreciates you, don't stay in a place that doesn't suit you".

Know your worth.

Saturday, 28 September 2019

An event not to be missed!



*Join us for Brunch* and a live crossing beyond our borders (Malawi and Lebanon)
 
๐Ÿ“Œ *Sunday 6 October*  
๐Ÿ“Œ *Exotic Conference Centre* in Overport. 

*Guest speaker- Hafidh Imraan Choonara*, director of the AMA and a renown international speaker on personal excellence and leadership. 

*Access to the life size Exhibit area and VR experience included* 

*Seating is separate for males & females. 
Children have their own supervised activity hall ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽจ

For more information, 
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Friday, 27 September 2019

The Other Doors


Our 4 year old son has some fairly serious health problems, so we are “frequent fliers” at the local children’s hospital. Two weeks ago, our son was there for several days having surgery.

As stressful as that was for us, my visits to that hospital almost always leave me feeling grateful. Why? Because of “the other doors.”

The too much woman

“There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.

There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.

She is dangerous.

And there she goes, that “too much” woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking she’s hot shit.

Oh, that “too much” woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needy—too much.

She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches. Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her.

Here I am. . . a Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.

A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lot—justice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.

I’ve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. I’ve been called selfish because I am self-loving. I’ve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.

And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.

I must.

Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for ions—in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.

And still. . . she thrives.

In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that she’s finally, finally getting some airtime.

If you’ve ever been called “too much,” or “overly emotional,” or “bitchy,” or “stuck up,” you are likely a Too Much Woman.
And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you are—all of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.

Forget everything you’ve heard—your too much-ness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.

Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too much-ness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.

So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.

Make your waves, fan your flames, give us chills.

Please, rise.
We need you.” Ev’Yan Witney

13 INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES



1. Albert Einstein - "A person who never made a mistake, never tried anything new."

2. Steve Jobs - "Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life."

3. Bill Gates - "It's fine to celebrate success, but it is more important to heed the lessons of failure."

4. Warren Buffett - "Honesty is a very expensive gift, don't expect it from cheap people."

5. Bruce Lee - "Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has courage to admit them."

6. Albert Hubbard - "One machine can do the work of fifty ordinary men. No machine can do the work of one extraordinary man."

7. Robert Kiyosoki - "Failure defeats losers, but inspire winners."

8. Abraham Lincoln - "The best way to predict your future is to create it."

9. Audrey Hepburn - "Nothing is impossible, the word itself says "I'm possible."

10. Maya Angelou - "I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them happy."

11. Anumodu Peter - "I do not believe in what others believe, I believe there's always a leader. Therefore, I believe there's God."

12. Mike Ditka - "You're never a loser until you quit trying."

13. Muhammad Ali - "Don't count the days, make the days count."

Wednesday, 25 September 2019

The Extravagant Ummah by Naadira Chhipa



Brothers and sisters remember if Allah has blessed you with immense wealth, Alhamdullilah there is no evil in wealth itself but evil begins when pride, arrogance and ego entraps your soul in the name of fame and fortune. Use this wealth for your benefit in this world and your ever lasting benefit in the hereafter. Today we witness Muslims showcasing their wealth by uploading their ten star lifestyles and becoming overnight celebrities as a result of purchasing, eating, traveling, grooming and exposing their possessions. There are brothers and sisters who are crying tears of blood for a piece of bread, yet we are seeing the same Ummah obsessed over the latest brands, hotels, parties, appearances, holidays, make up, glitz and glamour. 

As a mother it brings me to tears to see this disease of extravagance being passed onto children as they start making their own picture perfect blogs and videos showing the world the power of their parents bank account.

May Allah bless us with understanding that we should be eternally grateful for everything we have and protect these gifts from Allah by being humble and private. Remember our beloved Prophet Muhammad(s. a. w) could have had mountains of gold but he refused. He chose to be from amongst those who were rich in character but owned nothing fancy of this temporary life. This life is a temporary journey and ultimately all your designer clothing, all your sea facing villas, all your flashy cars, all your glittery jewels, all your wealth and fame will not stop the angel of death from extracting your soul and finally you will wrapped in a plain white kafan(no designer brands) and placed into your deep, dark grave. Perhaps the same grave a beggar was buried into. May Allah guide us all. Ameen. - Naadira Chhipa

Monday, 23 September 2019

Fibro Fighter Diaries



Just before I got diagnosed with fibromyalgia, I was constantly sick, in constant pain, in a constant state of depression. I felt everything around me was just falling apart.
People couldn't understand what I was going through.
I was at the dr every week, with no real relief.
Years have passed and I fight the symptoms daily.
Some days are good and then there's always a bad day.
Still no one understands what a person with fibro goes through.
Each day is a struggle.

The pain is real and when it's at its peak its debilitating. You have no choice but to take a break and let the pain just do its thing, until you once again past a flare and the reprieve of relief.
You can't predict when you will have a flare, but I've felt it mostly startup at moments of some emotional upheaval.
The flares lead to an emotional Rollercoaster ride with overwhelming physical pain, abundant tears, a depressive stage of mind where you feel like your world's crashing around you and you have no way to survive. 

The pain, the struggle is real. 
If you know someone or your loved one is a fibro warrior, deal with them with patience and understanding. Don't be the root cause of their emotional upheaval, for it will lead to a flare up and a total back flip into the thick of the symptoms. 

It's hard yes, but it's even harder to Deal with the results of a flare. 
Just as they will suffer, you will bear the consequences of their state when they in the thick of their ailments.



#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire #FibroFighter

Sunday, 15 September 2019

The sands of time..



My son’s marriage is going to held next week. He bought gold ornaments for his new bride. But last night he very much surprised me by showing me the new gold jewelry set he bought for me! This is the happiest day in my life. I had to sell all my jewelry to survive with my 5 children for years after the death of my husband.

I had to sell my bangles that I started using after my marriage as well as my earrings that I got from my father and even the nose pin that carries the symbols of my husband.

Life was very hard for years after years. I started to battle for my 5 children. The battle was all about having some food to feed them. I worked at some people’s house as a maid. They used to give me a half kg of rice after a whole day work and after coming back home I used to cook this rice. Sitting around on the floor I used to feed them from one bowl with my own hand so that I could feed them equally.

We used to live in a room made of cane and it was badly broken-down. I had to spend night after night not sleeping to protect my girls from evil people.

I could not send my daughters to school! When feeding 5 children everyday was already the biggest challenge, how could I send them to school? Even I could not provide any clothes for my 4 daughters. They used to wear used clothes given by the family I was working for. They could not go to school wearing old ragged cloths. In very difficult circumstances I managed to marry off all my daughters. Every day my life was a struggle to find the necessities of survival. I continued to struggle without any hope of light.

But I never could stop the education of my son. He was very interested in his studies. He continued his school wearing my blouse and even his elder sister’s pajamas.

Only his invincible desire for changing our fate and becoming educated changed our lives from night to day. For the last 10 years after finishing his education he has been working abroad. There was a time when I did not have even 10 taka cash in my hands. Now I count thousands of taka every month.

One day when my son was young, I gave him some cold rice with Salt before his school and he asked me, “Don't we have anything else?” I replied, "Grow up and buy a fridge for me so that I can keep everything you want in it!” With his first salary, my son bought me a fridge. Furthermore, he brought electricity into our home. Never in my wildest dreams did I think of enjoying the delight of electric light in our house. He even bought a colour TV which makes me feel very shy when I watch it.

In my life after struggling so much, I learned one thing: just working hard or getting an education is not enough. One has to carry the invincible desire to change the lives of their loved ones.

- Koyer jaan
[Credit - GMB Akash]. ( COPIED & PASTES)

Friday, 13 September 2019

The Glitz and Glamour of Islam Written by Naadira Chhipa


Today Islam is being glamourized. Hijaabs, cloaks, abaayahs and even niqaabs are seen as a fashion statement. Prices ranging from R2000 , R12000 to R25000 for an abayaah. Our iftaar and Eid table setting has to reach gourmet as well as intagramable standards. Our hair, nail colour, face and body needs to be picture perfect even in Ramadaan.  Models advertising for modest wear without covering their hair. What has become of the Sunnah and simplicity in Islam? There is extravagance in every aspect of our lives.

From our dressing, to our dining, our homes and our lifestyles screams materialism and obsession over appearances. This is a sad reality of the glitzy world we live in today as Muslims we have forgotten the essence, purity and simplicity of our religion. We have honestly forgotten our purpose in this temporary life as we try to be more, do more and show more.

Our grandparents and parents were raised in a time of simplicity. They may not have had much materialistic items but there values were priceless. They may have not had a smartphone or social media but their connection, communication and unity remains precious. They were not as 'educated' nor did they have information at their fingertips but their knowledge and wisdom illuminated the world. They did not have access to the best madressahs or islamic institutions nor could they view Muftis lectures online but they had fear and love for Allah, love for our Beloved Prophet Muhammad(S.A.W) so much so that they followed his Sunnah in every aspect of their lives. 

We have become an Ummah who follows the latest instagram sensation. We have become an Ummah that will respect our brothers and sisters based on financial and social status. We have become an Ummah who will see wrong but applaud it in the name of being 'open minded and non judgemental'. We have become an Ummah who is losing our identity as we sink deep into despair and darkness of this duniyah.-Naadira Chhipa

Wednesday, 11 September 2019

Rizq..



A man is absent from his work one day & during that day his boss realises how much work he does, so decides to increase his pay.  On pay day when he receives more money the man doesn't say anything.   

A few days later he is absent again & the boss is angry & decides to cut his pay.  When he gets less money on pay day he again quietly takes the money without saying anything.   

The boss asks him the reason & he says the first time I was absent I was blessed with a child & when u increased my salary I realised that he brought his rizq with him  

The second time I lost my mother & when u decreased my salary I knew she took her rizq with her.  He said why should I argue when ุงู„ู„ّู‡ Subhana Ta'ala has taken responsibility on Himself to provide rizq for everyone.  Nabi sallallahu alaihi wasallam said (to the effect)   

“If you place your trust completely in Allah, as it ought to be, then surely you will be provided sustenance in the manner that birds are provided sustenance. They leave in the morning with their belly empty and return in the evening with their belly full.” (Tirmizi #2344)  Every person’s main worry & concern is his/her sustenance. 

This overwhelming worry results in tension & high stress levels. The moment man’s gaze moves away from ุงู„ู„ّู‡ Subhana Ta‘ala, then he begins to feel that the burden of sustenance lies completely on his shoulders. 

Man needs to take a lesson from the birds - the lesson of trust. Adopt the means & make a reasonable effort, but always have one’s complete trust in ุงู„ู„ّู‡ Subhana Ta‘ala. This will bring much relief in our lives in sha ุงู„ู„ّู‡.   

In Ar Razzaq, the All Provider I place my complete reliance & trust. It is not my diplomas, degrees or my signatures on contracts or business deals that guarantee my provision. It is only through His Loving Mercy that He Provides for me, his sinful servant, even without asking.  

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

*Unpopular opinion*





In the age of freedom of speech, why is it when a person stands up for the truth, (and i refer here specifically to an Islamic perspective) people are so quick to take offense. They do not address the matter nor provide any coherent response, but seek to mock and discredit the messenger. 

Hadrat Umar is reported to have said that it saddens him that people who speak the truth have to be shy and careful while those who are completely deviant are unhindered in sharing their evil.

Allah has said that *reminders BENEFIT the BELIEVER* ....
If you take offense to the reminder then perhaps you should reflect on your EGO. 

Iblees and Adam (AS) both erred. It was how they responded thereafter that decided their fate. Adam AS responded with humility and regret. While shaytaan responded with arrogant defiance which lead to him being cursed for eternity. 

I have shared information regarding the articles I have received, and I will continue to do so. In sha Allah. *I am simply creating awareness for those who wish to keep their iman in check.*

The reality is that, Ulema have been inundated with reports from women who have suffered adverse reactions from tampering with their energy fields.

They are now looking into this matter with concern as *people are losing their IMAN*  by adopting belief systems that are totally against our Islamic aqeedah (beliefs) 
Our iman is the most precious commodity. It's a type of "energy" that Allah ta ala has placed within us. This makes us different from everybody else. We cannot do what everyone else does. While it may work for them, it will be dangerous for us.

Don't allow foreign energies (that even those who teach don't fully understand) from unknown sources to mix and contaminate your pure iman.  

*And they ask you, [O Muhammad],about the soul. Say,"The soul is of the affair of my Lord. And mankind have not been given of knowledge except a little"* (17:85)

All the information we have in this regard is from *kufr sources*. For the sake of your Iman, it is best to steer clear. Research the sources of information before adopting a belief. 

*Allah is the light of the Heavens and the Earth. He guides to His light whomever He wills.*
What an insult for those who are blessed with iman to seek "enlightenment" through other avenues! We have been given the Qur’an and sunnah to follow for this purpose. 

Allah clearly says in the Qur’an, there is no compulsion in Religion, so you are free to do as you please.
 *La kum dinukum wa li yadin*
 Remember however, you are not free from the consequences of those choices. 

Each person has the responsibility to check if they are on the right track. It is far better to correct ones beliefs in THIS WORLD rather than find yourself in a terrible problem in the AKHIRA.
You will be questioned regarding what you indulged in and what you encouraged others towards. 

May Allah protect us, guide us and keep us steadfast on the straight path.

Umm Muhammed
The Millennial Muslimah
#livewithdistinction

Monday, 9 September 2019

The struggle is real



I've always ran against the wind and succeeded. Failing was never an option.
After losing my dad, I questioned myself as my life turned 360deg.
I got involved in many projects and my fight with surviving and my fight with not letting the fibromyalgia cripple me began.
It's a daily struggle for me and for many out there.
I am blessed to have people in my circle that catch me before I fall, as I continue to forge forward, still running against the wind.
Truth is everyone is fighting a battle of their own, its not our place to judge, its our place to help each other forge forward.
I've been getting messaged from many people reading my posts, a simple quote that's just what they needed to get up and get going. It's a small gesture to post something positive and give someone out there that glimmer of hope that's just what they needed to get out of bed, gather their thoughts and try again.

Remember you are not alone. Everyone is struggling with something.

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire 

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Sexual Abuse in the Muslim World: By Naadira Chhipa




She was born into a wealthy family.Her parents adored their little princess and gave her everything she could ever want.They loved her yet failed to protect her.She was just 5years old when her maternal uncle asked her to get comfortable with him on her bed.He sang her favourite nursery rhymes as he molested and destroyed her innocent body, mind and soul.Her parents never spoke to her about that 'bad touch' so she thought it was a game until her mother found her naked next to her uncle.Her parents were distraught yet they took no legal action as it would destroy their reputation.That little girl was forever destroyed and never again did she ever feel safe or protected not by her parents, not even in her own home.

He was the first born son to a pious family.His mother started teaching him the Quraan at the tender age of 3.He loved learning the Quraan and aspired to be a Hafiz someday.He was dropped off by his parents every afternoon at the house of a renowned aalim.He soon completed memorising half the Quraan when he began to stagnate.He became introverted and stopped reading his Salaah.When his father tried to speak to him, he would shut himself in his room for hours.The aalim of the uloom always favoured him as the rest of the class left he would be asked to stay behind and revise yet behind closed doors this innocent boy was sexually abused by his respected aalim. He soon ran away from home and began living on the streets, smoking weed.The police found his lifeless body hanging from a tree in the nearby park a week later.

She was married to her high school sweetheart.They were married for over a year when he started to develop an addiction to pornography.He would ask her watch these evil sexual videos with him and demand she re-enacts every dirty position she viewed even if it was haraam.His addiction became an obsession and soon he became a sex addict.He would force himself on her day and night even as her painful screams echoed through the house he would savagely fulfil his needs without concern or remorse.She could not seek help as her mother had said,'it is your duty as a wife to fulfil your husband's needs no matter what he asks of you'.She silently endured years of sexual torture until oneday he went too far and she passed away due to internal bleeding.Her family knew nothing of it and he was never brought to justice in this world.

We need to start speaking up and speaking out against sexual abuse.Yes my sisters it is happening in the Muslim community, we and our children are not immune to such evil.It is sad that we shy away from educating our children about sexual abuse.Many of our sisters are suffering in silence being abused emotionally, physically and sexually by the men they made nikkah to.They have no escape nor do they have support from their families.We need to expose such evil characters even if they are our beloved spouse, respected aalims or close relatives.Keep the doors of communication open between you and your children.Educate them about sexual abuse according to their age and level of understanding.

Allah has blessed us with a body, mind, heart and soul that is precious and sacred so respect yourself enough to speak up, speak out and seek help.

Nobody deserves to be abused.May Allah protect us and our offspring from the predators that are known to us and unknown to us.

As mothers, sisters, aunts, friends, cousins, granmas and Muslimahs let us unite to create awareness of this evil that strips our dignity, robs our innocence and destroys our body, mind and soul.

Friday, 6 September 2019

Dont judge by whats on the outside..

My mother used to cook beans, but before she cooked the beans, she picked the bad and dirty beans and threw them at our backyard and only cooked the good beans.
But when the rain came, the dirty and bad beans became seed and grew up and looked beautiful; interestingly, that same person who threw them away started harvesting them; and she starts to see that the beans she threw away some time ago had value. 

​Now let me tell you​

1. Don't cry when people throw you in the backyard, 
2. Don't cry when they reject you, 
3. Don't cry while they are looking down at you.
4.some may see you as burden.
5.some may say you are too dull.
5.some may say it was because of your past mistakes .Don't worry.

The rain is coming and the same people who are rejecting you will invite you.

Allah loves even those that are left out and looked down upon.
Allah will bless you, just stay connected to him and everyone will see how valuable you are.

​Just Encourage Someone....๐Ÿ™

Tuesday, 27 August 2019

The exam room, called life



Every day brings on new tests, to remind us this world, this duniya is an exam room and we are here to be tested.
Anything or anyone that enters the heart and we as humans put before Allah, will be used as tools with which we will be tested... Our loved ones.. Family, friends, children, parents, spouses, etc.

#ShireenM #DurbanMuslima #AspiringToInspire

The masks we wear..



Abuse is a constant in many lives, be it at home, at work, from life to loved ones, family, friends, colleagues.. Physical abuse is visible, the scars are visible, it can heal without much effort. 
Emotional and psychological abuse is invisible, it's inside a person. You may take note of a person's behaviour and think badly about them and say something is wrong with tgem not knowing that they are enduring or have endured extreme emotional or psychological abuse hence their behaviour is a product of that.

Some mask the pain, mask the hurt, mask the wounds and just continue with life. They soldier on painting a happy face and one will never realise that they go home and breakdown once the mask falls off.
A very important point made by Sister Naadira Chhipa at this weekends event.. Put yourself first, invest in yourself, heal your inner wounds or you will bleed on everyone around you sometimes unintentionally.

There are many coaches, counsellors, sister groups, support groups, get there and let out your pain, your anguish, your story.
Take time out for yourself.
You have but one life and any moment could be your last, live it alive, and not like the walking dead.

Sunday, 25 August 2019

You are worth it



I want you to remember something. No matter what they do to you, no matter what they say or how they behave. No matter how alone you feel or unworthy. No matter how long the days are or how bumpy the road feels beneath your feet. I want you to breathe, deep and right to the bottom of your toes. I want you to reach down into the depths of you, into your very soul. 

I want you to know that you are worth it. You are worth more that all the diamonds on this planet, more priceless than gold. You are valued beyond all the riches, the treasures and the money. These are just things. You are worth more that their fleeting glances and spotty attention. You, you are a soul more beautiful than all of this combined. You are worth more than all of these times by a thousand. You are priceless. You were born worthy. Never forget that. 

Ara Campbell

Saturday, 24 August 2019

DONT DEMOLISH YOUR HUT BY SEEING THE MANSION OF OTHERS.


Don't compete for WEALTH & STATUS in the race of life, since no single soul, even most wealthy, will ever win this race .
Their house maybe larger than yours, so make shukr both have homes. 
Their car may be later model than yours, so make shukr both have means of transport.
Their clothes may have designer labels, so make shukr both have clothes on your backs.
Their passport may have more stamps in it than yours, so make shukr both have a warm home to return to. 
Their gourmet dishes are works of art compared to yours, so make shukr both never sleep hungry. 
Their dedication to new diet, gym and exercise inspires you, so make shukr both have good health. 
Their children always seem to reach milestones faster than yours, so make shukr both have children. 
Their pictures of family is flawless, so make shukr both have loving families. 
Their qualifications on the wall may be higher than yours, so make shukr both have intellect. 

Comparisons and competition are endless,  yet we will all meet the same end.
A set of white kafan (shrouding) and deep graves. 
BUT IF YOU DO WANT TO HAVE COMPETION, THEN .....
They trying to understand and memorize the Qur'an, so compete with that. 
They trying to perform all their salaahs with concentration and on time, so compete with that.   
They trying to improve their character, so compete with that. 
They trying to cultivate kindness,  generosity and respect in their heart to become a better example to family and friends, so compete with that.
They trying to help others, earn halaal sustenance, donate to charitable causes, run a feeding scheme, help widows and the orphans, so compete with that. 
They want to get closer to their Allah and beautifies the garden  of their mind with knowledge, zikr, forgivenes and PIETY so the love for Allah never stops growing in their heart.... 
Now that is your ultimate competition. Let us all compete in earnest for the highest stages in Jannah..

Wednesday, 21 August 2019

MY WIFE, I AM SORRY






He woke up in the morning and found her praying. He heard her praying for him.He stared at her. It has been a long time since he has seen her praying. For the past few months, they have been arguing. Last night, they had a nasty fight.He went to the kitchen in a hurry to prepare himself breakfast.

These past days, she hasn't been cooking for him. Shock on him. He found breakfast already set at the table. He ate. He went back to the bedroom, to prepare for a shower. She left the shower. "Good morning. Have a blessed day" she said as she entered the bedroom and he left for the bathroom. After his shower, all dressed up for work; he found his wife at the kitchen, eating breakfast in peace. She was looking at some funny videos on her phone and giggling. He looked at her then walked out the door. The last look he had of her before he left was of her at peace.
That last look disturbed him. This is not how she should be. This is not how she has been. He has been hurting her, she has recently found out that he has been flirting with other women, he has cheated once and used money meant for their family on other women. She should be angry.Her peaceful demeanor disturbed him.

Tuesday, 20 August 2019

This is love.


And so there are some who spend their whole lives seeking. Sometimes giving, sometimes taking. Sometimes chasing. But often, just waiting. They believe that love is a place that you get to: a destination at the end of a long road. And they can’t wait for that road to end at their destination. They are those hearts moved by the movement of hearts. Those hopeless romantics, the sucker for a love story, or any sincere expression of true devotion. For them, the search is almost a lifelong obsession of sorts. But, this tragic ‘quest’ can have its costs—and its’ gifts.