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Last Updated on Wednesday, 09 May 2012 14:37

In many cases married life has boiled down to moaning, groaning demanding and complaining. Let every wife ask this question to herself: “When last did I sincerely say a heartfelt “Jazakallah” to my husband? If one cannot recall when last one did this, the question is: “Why can’t you remember? Should this not have been a regular aspect?”

Unfortunately we have forgotten the lesson of gratitude to a very great extent. If he says or does just one thing against our temperament or desire, often our immediate response is: “You have never done anything for me”. Yet the husband may have done so much for us.

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In Praise of the Home-maker

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Last Updated on Monday, 07 May 2012 11:25

(By a Sister)

It's an icy cold winter's morning, I am sitting in the comforts of my home and enjoying a hot cuppa coffee. Suddenly feelings of inner contentment and serenity engulf me. It dawns on me that far too many women feel unimportant, unrecognised and apologetic for being full-time housewives. I prefer the term 'homemaker' - an infinitely better description of a tremendously important role. And so, as the occasion arises with its heavy demands on women, let us reflect upon the vital art of homemaking.

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A Mountain of Courage-Hira

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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 January 2013 10:58

Below is the transcript of a true story of a girl called Hira. Born a Hindu, she accepted Islam at a very young age, but was persecuted mercilessly by her family for this. The story is narrated by her uncle.    

Hira’s uncle relates: If I was to say that since the world has been created, the world has not seen a more sinister tyrant, a more vicious predatory animal, yet at the same time an extremely fortunate individual, then this will be an accurate description of myself. 

I was born 42 to 43 years ago into a Hindu household. My family were known for their criminal behaviour. My father and uncle were amongst the leaders of a criminal group. Theft, violence etc. was in the family blood. In 1987, during the Mayroth riots, I was with my father to assist our tribe in the riots, Together we killed 25 Muslims with our own hands. 

After this I joined Bazrandil, an extremist group after becoming influenced by the hatred and enmity towards the Muslims. Infact, I killed many Muslims during the riots that broke out in 1990 at the time of the demolition of the Babri Masjid. Furthermore, I killed many more Muslims in Udhyanwe in 1992. 

A true famous Muslim used to reside in ljrara. In my eyes however, he was a criminal as he was a Muslim. All Non-Muslims in the area were petrified of him. With the help of my friend I shot him dead as well.

Enmity towards the Muslims caused me to carry out such a tyrannous and violent act that I believe has not been seen, heard of and thought of under the sky and on top of the earth.

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Travelling in the same Direction

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Last Updated on Monday, 30 April 2012 08:28

Imagine a family wishing to travel together. However, each person has a different destination. Thus the husband wants to take a turn towards the east, the wife wants him to turn towards the west and the children want to go south. Can you imagine the arguments and the tension in that vehicle? The arguments and tension could sometime even lead to an accident. The same is the case of daily life. In order to avoid the arguments and tension, everyone must have the same direction.

The only direction that leads to every success is Deen. Therefore, the husband, wife and children must all adopt one direction and have one goal, to earn the pleasure of Allah Ta’ala. Whenever the family is confronted with the issue of whether to turn left or right, all should simply ask: “What will make Allah Ta’ala happy?” This approach will Insha-Allah make the journey of life peaceful and enjoyable. 

   

Our Life Solution

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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 January 2013 09:11

We have been created to remember our loving Allah Ta`ala. As a Muslim it is not possible for us to allow the day to go by without us taking the beautiful name of Allah Ta`ala. The name of our Allah Ta`ala is full of love, warmth, mercy, tranquility, and contentment. Sadness and depression, helplessness and hopelessness are definitely not for a muslim. With the Zikr of Allah Ta`ala a Muslim’s life is full of happiness, courage, steadfastness and hope. The Zikr of Allah Ta`ala is the live wire in a Muslim. Without the Zikr of Allah Ta`ala there will be a breakdown in our lives. The sweetness of a drink depends on the sugar added into the drink. The satisfaction of life depends on the Zikr established in our lives. Let us start by getting a Tasbeeh (a string of beads), and recite morning and evening:

- Istighfaar (Astaghfirullah) 

- Third Kalimah (Subhaanallahi walhamdulillaahi walaailaaha illallahu wallahu akbar) 

- Durood Shareef 

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