Posts Tagged ‘peace’
What sort of a healer you’re; ignorant of illness
Burn thy info and balm in the urn, it’s heedless
Without beloved, my life is leftover and needless
Disagreed and snubbed, the counselor’s advice
Would have been at peace if approved his advice
As lovely moments coming, troubles will perish
As we both reunite the detachment will perish;
The chain of constant flowing tears also will break
Our heartiness from this weird bond also will break;
But entire sagas are only for comforting own heart,
In nights of grief die, little by little of aching heart,
Smiling, moaning, weeping, curbing and singing;
Dream of peace is calming and will remain as such
On static arena, the lover will narrate the love story
Slowly the entire life will stream down through eyes;
pyaare lamhe aaye.Nge aur majabuurii miT jaayegii
pyaare lamhe aaye.Nge aur majabuurii miT jaayegii
ham dono.n mil jaaye.nge aur sab duurii miT jaayegii
har dam bahane vaalii aa.Nkho.n kii maalaa bhii TuuTegii
teri merii hastii is bairii ba.ndhan se chhuTegii
lekin ye sab baate.n hai.n apane jii ke bahalaane kii
dukh kii raat me.n dhiire dhiire dil kaa dard miTaane kii
rote rote ha.Nsate ha.Nsate rukate rukate gaane kii
sukh kaa sapanaa suukhaa hai aur suukhaa hii rah jaayegaa
suunii sej pe prem kahaanii premii yuu.N kah jaayegaa
hote hote saaraa jiivan aa.Nkho.n se bah jaayegaa
There was a moment once on earth
The life was clamped in trap of death
Being helpless; it pleaded to save!
But emblazing fire of hatred, treachery
You danced and celebrated your victory
That era was indulged in grave swamp
A star then twinkled swiftly in the sky
He was Jesus who illumined the sky!
To eliminate betrayal and treachery
To purify the conceited smug spirits
He implanted the seeds of affection
That hearts and souls flourished with
Jubilation, peace, love and harmony;
The human brutes; but adorned the Christ
With crown of thorns and crucified body
Hence the earth trembled at this cruelty
The planets too pulsated in the skies
The thunder storm disrupted setting
In that gloomy sinister night it was
Christ’s blood that lighted the lamps
Everywhere Christ pious blood dribbled
There only life witnessed his divine piety
Flowers blossomed and spring bloomed
Jesus carrying his crucifix is steadfast
Following his footsteps the disciples
Enlighten life with peace and harmony
Being a humble Muslim I feel my duty to clarify to the best of my knowledge, the confusion and misconception about Islam in other religions and societies.
I am not very religious or a practicing Muslim or scholar. Neither have I had much knowledge. I apologize before I start to forgive me if any word offends anyone or if I’m misunderstood——
Islam is a religion of peace, nature and natural instinct so does not deny any natural requirement. Hence all Fine Arts are originally applicable in Islam. All that gives beauty, amusement and delight to human life are acceptable.
The Quran says;
“Say; ‘who has forbidden you to wear the nice clothes or to eat the good things which Allah bestowed upon his servants?” ‘SAY; “these are for the faithful in the life of this world, (though shared by others)” but they shall be theirs alone on the Day of Resurrection…Thus We plain Our revelations to men of understanding”
(Al-A’raf 7: 32)
There are just two limitations:
First, there should not be violation of any religious order. For instance there should be no idolatry and vulgarity reflected through their art work in any form
Second, everything must be in moderation. It is not approved by Islam, for a person to be so much engrossed in some of the fine arts as to ignore his family, his social duties and even God.
It is but baseless assumption to assume that image of any living thing is forbidden in Islam. In fact every image drawn by hand, shot by the camera or used for cinema or television is permissible if not reflecting idolatry and gibbering obscenity.
Since the Quran is the justice for us, and the basis for everything valid or invalid is laid down here, it would have been clearly mentioned if illustration is prohibited
Note: Family planning and Slavery is to come soon J
In the name of Allah, The Infinitely Merciful and Eternally Compassionate.
Praise belongs to God, The Lord of beings.
The infinitely Compassionate.
The Master of the day of the Day of Reckoning.
Thee only we serve.
to Thee only we pray for succor.
Guide us in the straight path.
The path of those whom Thou hast Blessed
Not of those against whom
Thou art wrathful, nor of
those who are astray
This is the finest prayer of all times. In seven short lines the entire span of human existence and experience, individual as well as collective, has been covered. The first two lines give impression to man’s total submission to his Lord and contain his homage to Him. The third is a line which states man’s relationship with God-the Master of Doom’s Day-to Whom he shall be answerable for what he did during his lifetime
Whether man will receive God’s Grace for the good he did or be punished will depend on a comparative evaluation by God of all that he left behind-good and bad
The last three lines are a personal prayer of an individual seeking Divine guidance as well as suppliant of all humankind to God to show it the path of truth, nobility, humility and righteousness; the path of earlier people who trod the path to Divine Grace and Blessing- and keep it away from the path of the people who were evil and who received the wrath of the Lord. Grace includes material comfort, spiritual peace and inner harmony.
in the coming new year 2015 , let’s remember those who passed away. May their souls rest in peace amen.
We must also remember the ones who are less fortunate who need shelter, food, clothing, and toys for their children. Please remember that this is the season of giving, and your kindness could mean all the difference to someone in need.
I wish all of you a wonderful and safe holiday season and the happiest of new years, from my family to yours. “
I confess I love you, any means to let you know?
I feel I’m imperfect, anyway for aptness knows?
Love, the only salvation for all torment, but alas!
My compassionate belief is, just to be devoted
Madness, now insanity, return to normalcy doable?
Barn on words, lips silent, yet I know few orators
Any way out to realize dreams for unaided soul?
Everyone lost in his utopia, assuming liberated
Heart’s fallacy to be gratis, any way, be truly free?
One is in ardently affectionate, yet loathing reigns
Wish affable love overrules, to show peace reigns
Union and parting soul of love observe me to know
My looks, my idiocy my state, isn’t enough to show?
Silence considered my weakness, people still rate me
What is happening in Ghaza is sheer shame?
Can humanity be more humiliated than this?
All shroud less corpses of patriot cruelly killed ask
O’ humanitarians you are eyewitness of violence
Any defense for this callous act of offensiveness
Alleyway of love and compassion is illuminated
Though it’s thorny to walk on this path however
Humdum, anything more lustrous than my heart