Islamic short stories, Mindful

Look Out!


Shaukat was a mannered and bright boy.  Counting from his studies to his friends’ etiquette, he was a very liked and role taken person. Being the second oldest in his family, he was pretty responsible.  A time came when his Dad was unable to drive or move, so he was the driver, making trips to and fro, as well as help his Dad mobilize.  Having 5 younger siblings, he was a very patient and respecting person.  Older than him, was a sister, who didn’t drive.  She had other activities and chores to see to with Mom, so Shaukat was Dad’s partner.  The only problematic thing about Shaukat was, he was a speedy driver.  No matter what happened he wouldn’t slow down.  His parents tried to warn him about accidents and dangers time and time again, but he would say “Ji…ji..ok.” but not implement it.

Then one day it happened that Shaukat and his friends planned a race on the main road! Shaukat and two of his friends were going to do it, keeping in mind that none of the parents knew.  The race started after Dhuhr prayer.  The boys were dodging cars and speeding on signals.  After like five signals, on the fifth one, a car swerved right in front of Shaukat, missing him by an half an inch! If Shaukat had not braked right then, it would’ve been “Kaboom!”

Why had Shaukat been saved by a close call? Because he had supplicated and read the adhkar of protection, which he never forgot!  After this event, Shaukat gave up these activities and speeding for good.  His friends were a source of temptation to him, but he held them off by saying, “Look dudes, I have a family to look after and siblings to teach!” “If I do these careless acts, what’ll they learn from me?” “I can’t let that happen!” And so he continued his life with his family, to his family’s relief, and excelled to a level of higher respect!

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Islamic short stories, Mindful

A Close Disability


Once there was a boy named Shaz. He was the eldest of 5 siblings consisting of 2 sisters and 3 brothers, him included.  He was a very respectable and loved elder brother.  He was a good role model for his siblings and friends too.  He was raised with the light of Deen and followed what he learned.  He knew his limits and allowances, so he was always firm in his decisions.  His school always out him up as a star student.  Bad boys were scared of him and listened to him. Some of them changed from his personality too.  Others liked him because of his habits.  Being a very good example of good awlad, his parents always used to give him duas and pray for his safety.

So, one day it happened, that he was playing football, soccer, on the open road area, where there were no cars and usually there were none.  A couple friends were playing with him, when suddenly one of the guys pushed him accidentally, causing him to fall hard on his bottom.  For a few seconds, he couldn’t breathe nor give any emotion, except stare in horror like a person in a trance.  The boys had gone to fetch the principal and at the same time, the boy who had pushed him was trying to talk to him & apologize, but Shaz was unable to talk yet.

After sometime, he came to his senses, but in a state of shock and pain.  He could feel the pain in his chest and spine when he breathed.  His whole insides were jerked up in the fall!  When he tried to get up, he yelled out and sat back!  The principal arrived with the nurse, who was also male, and they lifted him slowly to his feet, without bending.  His parents were called already, so they arrived pretty alarmed.

The nurse checked him out and told his parents to put a homeopathic gel called Arnica on him.  Then if it doesn’t work, take him to the hospital.  However, being experienced in his field, the nurse was pretty sure it was a sprain. Also, Shaz was able to walk now, so he suggested this medicine before big options.

The boy who had pushed him was so guilty about his fault, that he visited Shaz daily and constantly apologized, but Shaz told him, “Hey dude, cool off…I’m ok!” “No biggy…accidents happen pal!”  Only after that did he relax a bit, otherwise he was very ashamed.

Now about the injury, it ended up being a sprain.  Now, the major point here is that when the awlad of parents are naik, Allah protects them.  Though Shaz had gotten injured, t wasn’t life threatening or deadly.  If Allah had wanted, it could’ve been opposite, but his deeds and actions saved him in Allah’s view!  Plus, parents’ prayers for their son too!

 

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Islamic short stories, Mindful

Back to Deen


In the city of Sandusky, there lived a lad of young age named Akhtar.  Raised in the U.S. and brought up in a strictly religious family, Akhtar was a very good boy.  In the beginning years of education, he was put in public schools, but from grade 3, he was in Islamic school.  Though the environment there was not very different from public schools, it was still better in restricting a lot of the things not forbidden in regular school.

For the high school years, he was in virtual and private schools because of bad groups in the Islamic schools.  Aside from the bad groups, there was the mixing problem too otherwise.  And Akhtar grew into a young youth with good manners, but then everything changed when he met a friend named Hassan, who was the spoiled kid of an Arab family.  This was during Akhtar’s college years because college was hands on, he couldn’t do it virtually.

Hassan was a lousy and careless wretched boy who was totally unserious in life and wanted to enjoy the fitnas of this world.  Like most unknowledgeable kids, he was also of the concept that “Life is here, not elsewhere!”  Akhtar, although raised with the truth from childhood, was in the transition mode of full maturity from juvenile, so he came into this boy’s talks.

Now, the thing is that when someone sees a Muslim, he automatically thinks that he is a good fellow, but that is not always the case, as in this situation.  Hassan’s best thing was to listen to rubbish music and get influenced by the artists!  Although Akhtar felt an inner guilt doing all these things too, he was in a way trapped!

Akhtar’s household was really shocked in his sudden changing behavior and tried to stop him in the beginning phases, but he wouldn’t listen!  Well known scholars and experienced people were called in to help him, but he rejected them all!  The only thing he’d say is, “I wanna be rich and become a musician to be one…because they always succeed!”  This was really a stunning phrase for his parents.  He was too much under Hassan’s influence.

Here, it was obvious that he too, like Hassan, had flown into the dunya for the pleasures here, forgetting all his parents’ efforts of tarbiyat.  His parents could only pray and ask forgiveness for any wrongs they had done and then a day came for them of joy!

Hassan had gone to do one of the concerts from school and there it was that he was shot down and finished!  Akhtar was in sudden shock!  He hadn’t thought anything of this sort would happen, since Hassan hadn’t started professionally yet, but this was the turning point! Thanks to his parents’ supplications, Akhtar was brought back to the right path!  Akhtar repented for his sins and sought forgiveness of his parents.  They, of course, forgave him because whatever he had done….he was still their son and beloved! 

Afterwards, he finished college and became an IT professional.  Almost immediately, he was hired in a big and known company in Madina.  He and his parents moved there for good and after sometime, Akhtar took them all for Hajj!

 

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Islamic short stories, Mindful

The Unfair Ustada


Once there was a girl named Rimsha.  She was a bright student who always got straight “As”.  All her classmates were awed with her studying ability.  She was also a very strict religious girl.  Her day would pass with prayers and islamic studies.  Her dad would have a session of tafseer and fiqh everyday.  Plus, she used to make dua before every assignment, exam, or quiz.  And each assignment would begin with Bismillah!

But one day, she noticed her grades weren’t satisfactory!  It was true she got 90s and 95s, but now her grades were dangling at 75s, even though her lowest grades would be 85s!  She was confused and told her parents, who were also concerned because they knew her ability.  Still they gave normal suggestions, “Maybe it happened from overpressure.” “Or you were tired out.”  Rimsha agreed, but on the inside, something was telling her that it’s not true.  She was feeling a little down, but she prayed deep and sincere, even in tahajjud!

As a result, a teacher of another class saw her grading Rimsha’s paper, and she saw that the grade she gave Rimsha was incorrect!  What was more shocking was that the answer sheet had a correct answer and she was marking that as incorrect!  So, this teacher went and told the principal about Rimsha’s teacher’s behavior.  She was called in and demanded to give the paper that she was recently grading, “Let me see the paper you were just grading.” said the principal very seriously.  “I don’t see why you want this particular paper, why not the others?” said Rimsha’s teacher.  “You shouldn’t have a problem with that if you’re not hiding anything, Miss!” said the principal, eyeing her suspiciously.

Now she knew she would be caught.  So she sat there nervously.  After sometime, the principal questioned her, “Why were you giving some student wrong scores and others right ones?”  “I—-I—–….” she fumbled for words, but none came.  “I can’t believe you were being bias!”  “I didn’t expect this distance to come and it says it in the school policy too.” ‘Despite this fact, you were doing this!” the principal continued, “As of today, I am suspending you.” “Until further notice, you may not enter school premises.”  Rimsha’s teacher had turned pale because this would mean bad for her future career.

Rimsha, for her yaqeen on Allah and no bad attitude towards anyone, was told of the happenings and the principal apologized to her and the other students, who had gotten wrong grades.  Rimsha continued her hard work and studies with the same devotion and concentration, knowing Allah was with her!

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Islamic short stories, Mindful

Story of Success


Kullusham was a very good girl at heart, but she wasn’t taught about mazhab in the light of Islam.  She was an ordinary Pakistani girl who knew just the basics of Islam ritually, like praying, fasting, giving sadaqa, and etc.  But practically, she was nothing, aside from wearing hijab on a uniform.  Although her parents weren’t religious, they cared about the difference in public and Islamic schools.  So, she was a talib-e-ilm of Banaatul Islamia, which was the school name, but she had no strong belief of Islam in her.  She felt the emptiness in her, but didn’t know how to fill it.  Her parents had thought that Islamic school would help her in Islamic studies, but that wasn’t it.  Her parents, too, wanted her to learn more about Islam, and what they learnt they passed on to her. Although they were themselves not knowledgeable about Islam that much, they wanted it for her.  However, she needed experienced guidance and social environment that could prompt her to change.  Her friends, too, were not very good girls because at some point they were exposed to the wrong media such as, music, films, pictures, etc.  So, Kullusham ended up in the same class as these girls and of course the consequence would be that she would adapt their behaviors!

Now Kullusham had exposure to some of this kind of media too, but it wasn’t as bad as what these girls watched or listened to.  Here I would like to mention that even a strong Muslim shakes off the path if he has the wrong time of peer group, so Kullusham didn’t have any environment at all about true Islam.  The result was going to end up here of course because she was uninformed thoroughly.  The only thing in her knowledge was that there is a limit to what’s good and bad as a culture.  Despite the fact that she was pressuringly involved in this stuff, she felt a weird type of guilt inside her.  It was as if someone was whispering to her, “This is Shaitan….don’t follow…..this is the path to destruction…” “Find the path to your achievement…..the path of Allah….the path of Islam….!”

For Kullusham, this thing started a tug of war because at one point she was into the worldly status stuff and in the other the path to the truth.  Her parents knew about her friends and since they were experienced people, they knew that they were spoiled girls.  They just prayed for their daughter and took her to Islamic gatherings to try to give her some environment of Deen.

Then suddenly, one day she just started avoiding all these activities and spent more time in Islamic studies or the Islamic discussion groups in the local masjids.  When her dad went to the masjid, she would insist on going too.  Her parents were both pleased and surprised at this sudden change in her, but they thanked Allah for bringing this change about.   At the same time they prayed for themselves to be more good examples for their daughter too since they hadn’t already been educated about Islam.  They remembered that when Kullusham used to come home and tell them about the Islamic studied lesson she learned, they would just pass it on without much importance saying, “Oh that’s good beta….very nice….hmmmm really?” and etc.

Now though, her parents were really getting happy with each coming day because their daughter was increasing in the Light if Deen and this was their inner heart’s desire ever since they had realized Islam’s importance.  Allah had granted their prayers and gotten them into more deenistic activities.  Kullusham and her mom wore the veil with abaya and her dad grew a beard and wore shalwar khamees most of the time.  He aslo went to the masjid on regular basis.  The whole family got so much closer to Allah now, that they would not like to do anything else but ibada!

Then smiling moments came in their life, when Kullusham had 2 brothers and one sister more added to their family.  However, they moved overseas to the MiddleEast so they could more freely practice their religion and provide a better educative environment for their children.  Kullusham went to college in Saudi Arabia, which was now their home, and her siblings to the school there that were separate.

Overtime, Kullusham and her family achieved the level of imaan that every naik person could wish for and Allah helped them excel in their life.  Her brothers’ became successful businessmen, along with respectful sons to their parents.  Also they were trained for self defense and weaponry in case of jihad.  Kullusham became a naturopathic healer and had a private job of her own.  Her sister became a doctor for females and girls.  Her parents were pleased with all their children and said in their time alone, “I am very thankful to Allah that he guided us to this path and kept our children on it too.” “Alhumdulillah we have done our part for them,” they would say to one another, “Inshallah they will do the same for our coming generations ameen!” And they lived happily in Saudi Arabia afterwards!

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Islamic short stories, Mindful

Astray but Found


Ruqsana was a typical teenage girl who was good at everything, save religion.  Her parents were partially to blame because they never really implemented Islam in their home.  So, Ruqsana had strayed far from the true path of Deen.  Her parents realized very late that she had gone to extremes and then it was that they told her that she is a Muslim and Muslims don’t go out in this kind of dress or that kind of hairstyle, and etc.  But she wouldn’t listen since she had been given full freedom to do what she wants, so now she wasn’t really paying attention to her parent’s cultural talk.  To her, it was like, “I have a Muslim name so that’s it and my parents taught me the shahada that’s all!”, and it was then that her parents realized their mistake!

They repented for their wrongs and tried coming onto the straight path of Islam, but for Ruqsana it was harder than them because she didn’t even do the basics such as, praying and fasting.  She just did it when she liked! The only thing left for her parents to do was pray and repent for their weaknesses and wrongdoings. But, Ruqsana was just living on in her liberal style that she had seen since she was a kid.  Still, her parents didn’t lose hope!

So, one day she met a girl who was very decent, disciplined, mannered, religious, and dressed in a humblistic fashion.  Ruqsana liked the girl a lot and because of her personal etiquettes, she didn’t mind the religious cladding.  But the effect on Ruqsana was shocking! Because from the day that she met this girl, whose name was Momina, she was unknowingly dragged to her and in a way she was forcingly following the way of her life style.  On the other hand, she was striving with the battle of evil and good going on inside her because most of her friends were liberal minded.

Ruqsana had the battle raving on inside her, but Momina’s personality finally won her.  She used to see Momina always with her brother or father and her cladding was always a long abaya and shawl with the veil.  The other thing she noticed was that Momina’s siblings respected her a lot. Ruqsana would take a glance at her siblings and see that out of three, only one respected her.  Respect was far from her because she was always rude and rough with her siblings, but now she started realizing and started changing.  She started wearing an abaya and long shawl.  She started doing her ibadat strictly.  She attended Islamic lectures with Momina. She became much better in manners and etiquettes.

For her parents, this was a day of joy and they cried and thanked Allah with joy and sincerity.  Her siblings were impressed with their sister’s sudden change and they were culturally taught to respect their elders and follow their good examples, so they were also put in religious activities. Ruqsana learned a lot about Fiqh, Seerah, and Aqeedah from Momina. Whatever she learned, she brought home and shared.  Soon, she became passionate for Islamic things and every Islamic activity that happened she tried to join in and participate. She wrote to Momina on email, “Momina I am thankful to you and Allah for bringing about this change in me. You played an ultimate role for me because you were the cause I came to this path! Allah guided me more because he had taken my heart in his grasp…but I am loving this life and now that I think of it, I feel bad to have lived my life in error….May Allah forgive me Aameen! Momina responded, “Inshallah Ruqsana you have done well and wise to have chosen this path and Allah will not let your effort go to waste Inshallah. Keep it up!”

On other occasions, Ruqsana and Momina would discuss Islamic historic novels that they read and implement the things mentioned in there.  As their friendship deepened, so did others in the community as well as Ruqsana’s family.  They had gatherings at each other’s houses and learned a lot from them too.  This crucial and miraculous change had an impact on the Muslim community and they all started coming and questioning more about Islam in detail.  Momina was the center of attention along with Ruqsana and it all ended on the family being bombarded with so much questions, that they ended up to be the Islamic Council members of their community Masjid!  There they had a lot of people, Mashallah, come in and ask them for advice, about darses, and etc.  Ruqsana was filled with joy and with every passing day, she felt herself pulled even closer to Allah!  She had gotten honor from everyone without being liberal and this was a lesson to them all, Ruqsana and family, that dunya isn’t everything! Islam is the number one thing! This belief brought them closer to Allah and soon, they got plans of moving to an Islamic country to settle down and practice Islam more thoroughly. Momina’s folks also had plans about that and both families got their wishes and left to Qatar for good!  They lived happy lives for their remaining time and excelled here and earned deeds of good for their akhira!

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