Ballads, Mindful

Poor Lucas


Barely twelve,

Was his age,

When lost loved ones,

Due to tuberculosis,

Starting from father,

To his weak mother,

Leaving the lad,

Alone & stranded,

Neighbors helped,

But Lucas shied away,

Hurt & broken,

He walked away,

From bad memories,

Found work as apprentice,

In a town,

Man did barbering,

And doctoring too,

He taught Lucas,

How to work,

And so became he,

Well known lad,

Blended in with folks,

And the nice man,

Finding some relief,

From haunting thoughts,

Being accepted,

As a son & worker,

So ends the fuss,

Of poor boy Lucas!

 

Islamic short stories, Mindful

Doubt Proved False


In the beautiful city of Blissentious, there lived a lad named Masruq. Composed in a family of 7, he was the eldest brother. Besides him, there were 3 sisters and 3 brothers. Being raised in a religious atmosphere, all had been trained to be decent and mannerly.  However, Mukhtar, next brother after Masruq, got tied up in the worldly desires. Since is start at college, Mukhtar had fallen in with the bad group.

Slowly, his actions changed and affected the whole house, but before going this far, his parents and Masruq had tried to stop him by giving constant reminders and soft talks.  But Mukhtar was completely changed. He became more rebellious when they talked to him and listened to the worst form of songs, media that was devastating, and skipped prayers.  He woke at different times and skipped breakfast or all the meals, and ate only junk. He would remain in a trance as if he weren’t in this world at all because of the music he absorbed.

Then, he started listening at loud volumes if he got into a really bad mood.  This disturbed the whole house because they were all busy with something and more importantly, didn’t go into this Haram stuff. Masruq talked him into stopping this behavior, which he did temporarily, but not for very long. He wasn’t listening to his parents much either.

Mukhtar was taken to the psychiatrist, after being taken to Sheikhs, as his behavior was changing.  According to psychiatrist, he was mentally disturbed.  So Masruq and family took him to be ill, until a decision could be reached and to keep the younger siblings calmed down.

Now, it was during this time that Masruq had tried to help Mukhtar out by spending time with him to find out what was bothering him. And the result had been that his parents started suspecting him to be a music fan too.  What had happened was that when Masruq went in Mukhtar’s room, music would be blaring, but he would tell him to shut it down, when he’s there, which he did after a while. So the younger siblings went and told his parents’ that “Bhaiyya is listening to music too because it’s too loud in Mukhtar Bhai’s room, but he’s still there.”

As a result, they accepted this rumor, instead of clarifying it. Masruq was hit hard. He was trying to do all a favor, but was thought of as doing bad.  He explained to his parents what his goal was, but they still stayed a bit cold towards him. Masruq was mad a bit at that, but he remained calm and did Sabr. He was the most farmabadar son in his family and knew how to treat parents. The only thing he did was pray to Allah at Tahajjud and major Salats to bring up the truth.

One day, a noble, pious ma, named Khalil Sahab, came to their home.  He was a friend of Masruq and Mukhtar’s father. He asked him about the family and he also saw that Masruq had come to say salaam, but not Mukhtar. He asked to meet Mukhtar, but of course, he didn’t come. Trusting his friend, their father told him what had happened and so he went to talk to Mukhtar, despite his father saying, “Khalil Sahab, he isn’t talking to anyone…” “I am afraid he may be rude to you..” Khalil Sahab just shook his head and walked on. They followed.

Khalil Sahab entered his room and said, “Assalaamu alaikum beite, how are you?” Mukhtar just stared at him without any response and continued listening to his song on headphone. Khalil Sahab repeated and held out his hand.  Mukhtar unwillingly stopped his music and replied, without shaking hands.  Then he asked Mukhtar some questions amongst which were, “Did any of your siblings discoursge or encourage you to do this?” Mukhtar responded, “They said nothing, save Masruq Bhai.” Khalil Sahab asked, “Did he encourage or discourage you?” Mukhtar said, “He discouraged me.” “That’s why I respect him, though I didn’t follow his advice completely.”

Here, their father was listening. This proved that Masruq was innocent.  He had been telling the truth.  Masruq thanked Allah, “Alhumdulillah wa shukru lillah!” Alla this fuss had started because he had been seen going in Mukhtar’s room frequently and the youngsters had given assumed info.  But what was Bhaiyya doing for real? No one knew!

Khalil Sahab blew some supplications on Mukhtar and left the room.  He told their father to continue these supplications, which were Suras Fatiha, Falaq, Nas, and Ikhlas along with Ayat ul Kursi and the last two ayats of Al Baqarah.  After some days, Mukhtar was back to normal.  He himself was guilty for his behavior, which was caused by the pressure from friends and evil eye.

Masruq was happy. He had been proven not guilty, and Mukhtar had come back to normal. His parents had apologized and patted him. The power of dua and yaqeen in Allah helped Masruq and his honesty, patience, and purity helped as well.

Therefore, “Don’t go by assumption but by evidence.”

 

THE END

Islamic short stories, Mindful

The Fruit of Sincerity by Mindful


There was a boy named Tahir, who lived in New Brunswick. He was second eldest out of siblings.  From childhood to adulthood, he had been taught about Islam in a very understandable and nice way.  Therefore, he was a good example for his siblings, after his elder brother.  Because his older brother was on his own now, Tahir had the responsibility at home.  Even his friends knew how strict and firm Tahir was, but even then some were there with evil intentions.

One day, Tahir went to play badminton with a couple friends.  On the way back, they stopped for drinks at a local store.  Tahir didn’t take the drink that they took because it was root beer.  The boys’ tried to get Tahir to drink some giving excuses such as “It isn’t real beer!” “It’s just a name!”  But Tahir refused saying, “Say what you want boys, but what’s in doubt should not be drunk at all!” And he drank cream soda.

Next time, after playing their game, each boy was drinking their own drink, when one of the boys’ named Nasir gave him a can with the label of cream soda on it.  The label was in place so neatly that Tahir didn’t notice and drank it, keeping in mind that it was cream soda! The taste wasn’t much different, so Tahir was unaware.  The boys saw this and all laughed then the Nasir asked, “So…how’s it?” Tahir replied normally, “It’s good…because cream soda always is..” Nasir just laughed and kept quiet.

When Tahir arrived home, he felt some weird feeling inside himself.  Then he had a sudden urge to vomit and he ran to the bathroom.  After he was relieved, he said to himself, “This is all Nasir’s doing…Istaghfirullah!” “He fooled me into drinking root beer…La hawla wala quwwata illah billah!”

The next day, upon meeting Nasir, Tahir didn’t fight or shout, but calmly said, “May Allah guide you to the staright path…Aameen!” Nasir just stared and acted as if nothing was wrong, then said, “Hey pal, what’s the matter?” “you feelin’ ok?” Tahir continued, “You think you can get away with your pranks, but Allah is watching.” “He saves whom he wishes and destroys whom he wishes.” “Repent dude and come to the truth.”  Nasir had no effect. Instead, he said sarcastically, “Huh, listen pal, I don’t want preaching, you hear?” “So what if you found out eh?” “A prank…haha..nothing to be serious about.”  Tahir shook his head and said, “May Allah open your heart.” and left.

Because Tahir was kind, patient, and resistant, Nasir had an effect.  A couple days after, he came to Tahir, ashamed and apologetic. “Sorry man…thought about what you said…it made me feel guilty…” “I want to learn more dude…could you help me out?” Tahir forgave him and Nasir came more and more towards Deen.  Tahir became a top figure in the community for his personality and reputation.

Allah had chosen Tahir as a means of giving hidayat, so whether big or small, all folks respected and followed his advices. Tahir’s household was known as a source of light to those in the community and he excelled in all, worldly and Islamic things.

 

THE END

 

Business hadith

Responsibility of…


Narrated Ibn Umar: I heard Allah’s Apostle (PBUH) saying, “All of you are guardians and responsible for your charges: the Ruler (i.e. Imam) is a guardian and responsible for his subjects; and a man is a guardian of his family and is responsible for his charges; and a lady is a guardian in the house of her husband and is responsible for her charge; and a servant is a guardian of the property of his master and is responsible for his charge.” I think he also said, “And a man is a guardian of the property of his father.”(Sahih Bukhari)

Inheritance hadith

Wills/Inheritance 3


Narrated Ibn ‘Abbas: The custom (in old days) was that the property of the deceased would be inherited by his offspring; as for the parents (of the deceased), they would inherit by the will of the deceased. Then Allah cancelled from that custom whatever He wished and fixed for the male double the amount inherited by the female, and for each parent a sixth (of the whole legacy) and for the wife an eighth or a fourth and for the husband a half or a fourth.(Sahih Bukhari)