Thursday, November 4, 2010

The Wise Woman's stone



A wise woman who was travelling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. the next day she met another traveller who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. the hungry traveller saw the precious stone and asked the wise woman to give it to him. she did so without hesitation, the traveller left rejoicing on his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. but a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman

"I've been thinking." he said

"I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me wht you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone."

Saturday, October 30, 2010







It's not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how a strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deed could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who's actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again; because there is no effort without errors or shortcomings; but who actually strives to do the deeds, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst,if he fails, at least fails by daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat!


Theodore Roosevelt

Monday, September 20, 2010

The impact of Attitude



“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”
(Charles R. Swindoll)

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Making a difference!



There was a young man walking down a deserted beach just before dawn in the distance he saw a frail old man. As he approached the old man, he saw him picking up stranded starfish and throwing them back into the sea. The young man gazed in wonder as the old man again and again threw the small starfish from the sand to the water. He asked "Old man, why do you spend so much energy doing what seems to be a waste of time?" The old man explained that the stranded starfish would die if left in the morning sun. But there must be thousands of beaches and millions of starfish! "How can you make a difference?" The old man looked down at the small starfish in his hand and as he threw it to the safety of the sea, he said "I MAKE A DIFFERENCE TO THIS ONE." - unknown

The Victor



If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.

If you think you are outclassed, you are.
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win the prize.

Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.

(C. W. Longenecker )
Today is the day I will change my mind,
and leave all the negative things behind.
Today is the day I want to be free,
and not let life troubles get to me.
Today is the day I will do my best,
and make sure I focus to past each day's test.
Today is the day I will take a stand,
and choose to do right to my fellow man.
Today is the day I will put my foot down,
and encourage myself when I feel I want to frown.
Today is the day, no longer will I doubt
in spite of the grumblers who stand about.
You look at me and ask "How will you start?",
"Well, first there must be a change in my heart".
I will hang with new friends who want to achieve,
and who want a good education cause that's what I believe.
I will respect those around me, young and old,
for respect is the key, that's what I've been told.
I will demand excellence you see,
for I must insist to become a better me.
I will reach for the stars no matter how hard it seems,
and fly like a bird with the knowledge this journey brings.
So you see it's not impossible, I must take life day by day
and do the right things as I travel along the way!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Today



Today

I woke up early, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. My job is to choose what kind of day I will have today

Today

I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.

Today

I can feel sad that I don’t have more money or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.

Today

I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.

Today

I can lament over all that my parents didn’t give me when I was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.

Today

I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.

Today

I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.

Today

I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do

Today

I can complain that I have to go to school or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge

Today

I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for my body, mind and soul.

Today

Stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. Here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping. What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have!

Have a great day unless you have other plans.

Monday, July 5, 2010

The Little Things!



It really is the little things
That mean the most of all...
The 'let me help you with that' things
That may seem very small
The 'I'll be glad to do it' things
That make your cares much lighter,
The 'laugh with me, it's funny' things
That make your outlook brighter...

The 'never mind the trouble' things,
The 'yes, I understand,'
The interest and encouragement
In everything you've planned
It really is the little things,
The friendly word or smile,
That add such happiness to life
And make it more worth while

(Mary Dawson Hughes)

Monday, June 28, 2010

THE LION'S DAUGHTER




Four slaves stood fanning an old queen who was asleep upon her throne. And she was snoring. And upon the queen's lap a cat lay purring and gazing lazily at the slaves.
The first slave spoke, and said, "How ugly this old woman is in her sleep. See her mouth droop; and she breathes as if the devil were choking her."
Then the cat said, purring, "Not half so ugly in her sleep as you in your waking slavery."
And the second slave said, "You would think sleep would smooth her wrinkles instead of deepening them. She must be dreaming of something evil."
And the cat purred, "Would that you might sleep also and dream of your freedom."
And the third slave said, "Perhaps she is seeing the procession of all those that she has slain."
And the cat purred, "Aye, she sees the procession of your forefathers and your descendants."
And the fourth slave said, "It is all very well to talk about her, but it does not make me less weary of standing and fanning."
And the cat purred, "You shall be fanning to all eternity; for as it is on earth, so it is in heaven."
At this moment the old queen nodded in her sleep, and her crown fell to the floor.
And one of the slaves said, "That is a bad omen."
And the cat purred, "The bad omen of one is the good omen of another."
And the second slave said, "What if she should wake, and find her crown fallen! She would surely slay us."
And the cat purred, "Daily from your birth she has slain you and you know it not."
And the third slave said, "Yes, she would slay us and she would call it making a sacrifice to the gods."
And the cat purred, "Only the weak are sacrificed to the gods."
And the fourth slave silenced the others, and softly he picked up the crown and replaced it, without waking her, on the old queen's head.
And the cat purred, "Only a slave restores a crown that has fallen."
And after a while the old queen woke, and she looked about her and yawned. Then she said, "Methought I dreamed, and I saw four caterpillars chased by a scorpion around the trunk of an ancient oak tree. I like not my dream."
Then she closed her eyes and went to sleep again. And she snored. And the four slaves went on fanning her.
And the cat purred, "Fan on, fan on, stupids. You fan but the fire that consumes you."
  • I AM FOREVER walking upon these shores,
    Betwixt the sand and thefoam,
    The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
    And the wind will blow away the foam.
    But the sea and the shore will remain
    Forever.
  • It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life.
    Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.
  • Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, "Who are you?"
  • Forgetfulness is a form of freedom

  • Remembrance is a form of meeting.

  • We measure time according to the movement of countless suns; and they measure time by little machines in their little pockets.

    Now tell me, how could we ever meet at the same place and the same time?

  • Space is not space between the earth and the sun to one who looks down from the windows of the Milky Way.

  • Do not the spirits who dwell in the ether envy man his pain?

  • On my way to the Holy City I met another pilgrim and I asked him, "Is this indeed the way to the Holy City?"

And he said, "Follow me, and you will reach the Holy City in a day and a night."
And I followed him. And we walked many days and many nights, yet we did not reach the Holy City.
And what was to my surprise he became angry with me because he had misled me.

  • One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Footprints in the sand...



One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.

This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.

The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.


Thursday, June 24, 2010



· It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created in years or even generations.

(Kahlil Gibran-The broken wings)

The Scarecrow



O
nce I said to a scarecrow, "You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.”

And he said, "The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting on, and I never tire of it."
Said I, after a minute of thought, "It is true; for I too have known that joy."
Said he, "Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it."
Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me.
A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher.
And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat.

(Kahlil Gibran- How I became the madman)

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Seven times have I despised my soul..



Seven times have I despised my soul:


  1. The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height.
  2. The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled.

  3. The third time when she was given to choose between the hard and the easy, and she chose the easy.

  4. The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong.

  5. The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength.

  6. The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.

  7. And the seventh time when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue.

(Kahlil Gibran-Sand and foam)

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Intellectual vs Love!



The intellectual is always showing off,

The lover is always getting lost.

The intellectual runs away.

Afraid of drowning;

The whole business of love,

Is to drown in the sea.

Intellectuals plan their repose;

Lovers are ashamed to rest.

The lover is always alone.

Even surrounded by people;

Like water and oil, he remains apart.

The man who goes to the trouble

Of giving advice to a lover

Get nothing. He's mocked by passion.

Love is like musk. It attracts attention.

Love is a tree, and the lovers are its shade.

(Jelaluddin Rumi Kulliyat-e Shams,

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Usay Hum Yaad Ayenge!




Sitara dekh ker toota,
Usay hum yaad ayenge.
kisi se saath jab choota,
usay hum yaad ayenge.
Abhi to urr raha hai woh nai chahat ke par le ker,
Jo us ka Par kabhi toota,
usay hum yaad ayenge.
usay jis per yaqeen hai aaj to iman ki had tak,
wohi nikla jo kal jhoota,
usay hum yaad ayenge.
us ke ashk palkon se chune ga kon phir jaane,
Kisi se woh kabhi rootha,
usay hum yaad ayenge.
Muhabbat ke safar mein har koi mukhlis nahi milta,
kisi rahzan ne jab loota,
usay hum yaad ayenge!

Monday, March 29, 2010

Enter this house, My Love, or let me leave!



Enter this house, my Love or let me leave
I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
And fill them with spirit,
But when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My souls spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
Informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
When I participate in love,
In this house of mud and water,
My heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.
(Jelaluddin Rumi the Divani Shamsi Tabriz, XXXIV)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

I have been Tricked!



I have been tricked by flying too close
to what I thought I loved.
Now the candle flame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn
somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayer becomes bitter and all about blindness.
How wonderful it was to be for a while
with those who surrender.
Others only turn their faces on way,
then another, like pigeon in flight.
I have known pigeons who fly in a nowhere,
and birds that eat grainlessness,
And tailor who sew beautiful clothes
by tearing them to pieces.
(Mathnawi, V. 346-353) Like This, Rumi, Coleman Barks, Maypop Books

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Love is Reckless!



Love is reckless; not reason.
Reason seeks a profit.
Love comes on strong,
Consuming herself, unabashed.

Yet, in the midst of suffering,
Love proceeds like a millstone,
Hard surfaced and straightforward.

Having died of self-interest,
She risks everything and asks for nothing.
Love gambles away every gift God bestows.

Without cause God gave us being;
Without cause, give it back again.
(Jelaluddin Rumi Mathnawi VI, 1967-1974)

This is LOVE!



This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
To cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
To regard this world as invisible,
And to disregard what appears to be the self.
Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
To enter this circle of lovers,
To see beyond seeing itself,
To reach and feel within the breast.
(Jelaluddin Rumi the Divani Shamsi Tabriz, XIII)

Who is at the Door?



Who is at my door?
He said, "Who is at my door?"

I said, "Your humble servant.

"He said, "What business do you have?"


I said, "To greet you, 0 Lord."
He said, "How long will you journey on?"

I said, "Until you stop me."

He said, "How long will you boil in the fire?"

I said, "Until I am pure."


"This is my oath of love.

For the sake of loveI gave up wealth and position."
He said, "You have pleaded your case but you have no witness."

I said, "My tears are my witness;

the pallor of my face is my proof.'

He said, "Your witness has no credibility;

your eyes are too wet to see."

I said, "By the splendor of your justice my eyes are clear and faultless."


He said, "What do you seek?"

I said, "To have you as my constant friend."

He said, "What do you want from me?"

I said, "Your abundant grace."


He said, "Who was your companion on the 'journey?

I said, "The thought of you, 0 King."He said,

"What called you here?"I said,

"The fragrance of your wine."


He said, "What brings you the most fulfillments?"

said, "The Company of the Emperor."

He said, "What do you find there?"

I said, "A hundred miracles."

He said, "Why is the palace deserted?"

I said, "They all fear the thief."He said, "Who is the thief?"

I said, "The one who keeps me from -you.


He said, "Where is there safety?"

I said, "In service and renunciation."


He said, "What is there to renounce?"

I said, "The hope of salvation."


He said, "Where is there calamity?"

I said, "In the presence of your love."

He said, "How do you benefit from this life?"

I said, "By keeping true to myself


Now it is time for silence.

If I told you about His true essence

You would fly from your self and be gone,

and neither door nor roof could hold you back!
(Rumi - In the Arms of the Beloved, Jonathan StarJeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, New York 1997)

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Oh Man! (Mian Muhammad Bakhsh_ the Sufi Poet)



Oh man!
Be not dismayed, stand firm and see,
Should many call you mad.
With firmness comes success at last,
Brave men are never sad!

With hope move on, don’t give up hope
‘Tis hope that leads your way
Never give up quest, the Quest’ll hold
It’s everlasting way!
Be not despaired for a moment, who knows,
When the times would change
The beggar’s bowl is always full on
Return from beggar's range.
If sorrow it be that joy gave
And sorrow were its need
Why men forget their sorrow past
When they at last succeed.
The heart which has a little spark
Of feeling in its soul
This tale by me, by the grace of God,
Will lead him to his goal!
(Mian Mohammed Bakhsh)

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Seek Passion!



Passion makes the old medicine new:
Passion lops off the bough of weariness.
Passion is the elixir that renews:
How can there be weariness
When passion is present?
Oh, don't sigh heavily from fatigue:
Seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!
(Jelaluddin Rumi Mathnawi VI, 4302-4304)

When the rose is gone!



When the rose is gone and the garden faded

you will no longer hear the nightingale's song.

The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil.

The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.

If love withholds its strengthening care,

the lover is left like a bird without care,

the lover is left like a bird without wings.

How will I be awake and aware

if the light of the Beloved is absent?

Love wills that this Word be brought forth.
(Jelaluddin Rumi Mathnawi I, 23-31)

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Fuel For Thought!


··


“No man was ever honored for what he received. Honor has always been a reward for what he gave.” (Calvin Coolidge)


Man’s mind stretched to a new idea never comes back to its original dimensions. (Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.)


Man is not imprisoned by habit. Great changes in him can be wrought by crisis once the crisis is understood and recognized. (Norman Cousins)


Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around in awareness. (James Thurber)


· “The future is not a place we are going to but one we are creating. The paths are not to be found, but made, and the activity of making them changes both the marker and the destination.” (John Schaar )


· “By building relations we create a source of love and personal pride and belonging that makes living in a chaotic world easier.” (Susan Lieberman)


· “Deep within man dwell those slumbering powers, the powers that would astonish him, that he never dreamed of possessing; force that would revolutionize his life if aroused and put into action.” (Orison Swett Marsden)

·

“The road to success is not crowded because while most are looking for ways to take, the truly successful people are finding ways to give. With a giving attitude, every situation is a opportunity for success.” (Unknown)


· “A dream is just a dream, but a goal is a dream with a plan and a deadline.” (Harvey Mackay)

KahaaniaN na suno aas paas LogoN ki... (Ahmad Faraz)



KahaaniaN na suno aas paas logoN ki
Ke mera shehr hai basti udaas logoN ki
Na koi simt, na manzil to qaafila kaisa?
Rawaan hai bheer faqat be-qayaas logoN ki
Kisi se pooch hi letay wafa ke baab mein hum
Kami nahiin thi zamana shanaas logoN ki
Muhabbaton ka safar khatm to nahiiN hoga
Baja ke dosti ai na raas logoN ki
Hamein bhi apnay kai dost yaad aatay hain
Kabhi jo baat chalay na sapaas logoN ki
Kero na apni bala noshiyoN ke yooN charchay
Ke is se aur bharakti hai piyaas logon ki
Mein Aanay waalay zamanoN se darr raha hooN FARAZ
Ke meinay dekhi haiN aakheiN udaas logoN ki

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Our Deepest Fear!




“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually who are you not to be?
Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory. It is not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
(Marianne Williamson)

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

The PencilMaker!


A PencilMaker taught the pencils 5 important lessons...


1- Everything you do will always leave a mark!


2-You can always correct the mistakes you make!


3-What is important is what is inside you.


4-In life you will undergo painful sharpenings which will make you a better pencil.


5-To be the best pencil you must allow yourself to be held and guided by the hand that holds you!


The PENCILMAKER is Allah and we are the PENCILS!



Thursday, January 21, 2010

ALLAH really loves and cares for you!




Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma prayers, the Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE"and other Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for theImam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was verycold outside, as well as pouring rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!

'His dad asked, 'Ready for what'

'Dad, it's time we go out and distributethese Islamic books.'

Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?'

Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'

Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go Please'

His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.''Thanks, Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybodyhe met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited no answer.Finally, he turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly onthe door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?'

With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure.'With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave.She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Next week on Friday afternoon after Jumma prayers, the Imam was giving some lectures.. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly lady's voice washeard over the speaker.'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband died few years ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, i was contemplating suicide as i had no hope left.So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home.. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly....I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody everrings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, forthere on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise that I now hold in myhand.As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, Iclosed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'There was not a dry eye in the mosque. The shouts of TAKBIR..ALLAHAKBAR.. rented the air.Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the littleangel was seated....He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious moment, and probably thisuniverse has never seen a father that was more filled with love andhonor for his son... Except for One. This very one...Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heavenis for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.

Please share this wonderful message

Regards,

Moiz Hussain,

The Institute Of Mind Sciences. (TIMS).

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

At the Twilight... (Jelaluddin Rumi)


At the twilight a moon appeared in the sky,
Then it landed on the Earth to look at me!
Like a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey,
That moon stole me and rushed back to the sky.
I looked at myself, I didn’t see “ME” anymore!
for in that moon my body turned as fine as soul.
The nine spheres disappeared in that moon;
The ship of my existence, drowned in that see.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

AankhoN se meri kon meray Khawaab le gaya! (Parveen Shakir)


AankhoN se meri kon meray khawab le gaya
Chashm-e-Sadaf se gauhar-e-Nayaab le gaya
Is shehr-e-Khush Jamal ko kis ki lagi hai Aah
Kis Gham zada ka Girya-e-Khoon-aab le gaya
Kuch Nakhuda ke Faiz se Saahil bhi door tha
Kuch QisamatoN ke khel mein Gardaab le gaya
waaN Shehr doobtay haiN yahaN Behes ke unheiN
Kham le gaya hai ya kham-e-Mehraab le gaya
Kuch Khoi khoi aankheiN bhi mojoN ke saath theeN
Shayad unheiN baha k Koi Khawaab le gaya
Toofan-e-Abr-o-baad meiN sub geet kho gaye
Jhonka hawa ka haath se mizraab le gaya
GhairoN ki dushmani ne na mara magar hameiN
ApnoN ke iltefaat ka zehraab le gaya
Aay Aankh ab to Khawaab ki dunya se lot aa
Mizhgaan to khol! Shehr ko sailaab le gaya!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Fuel For Thought!


“The greatest use of life is to spend it on something that will outlast it.” (William James)



“To one who is afraid, all seems dim.” (Unknown)



“The universe is full of magical things potentially waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” (Eden Philpotts)



“The words we attach with our experiences, become our experience.” (Unknown)



“Love cures people__ both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.” (Dr. Karl Menninger)



“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” (Marcel Pronot)



“Kindness is more important than wisdom, and the recognition of this is the beginning of wisdom.” (Theodore Isaac Rubin)



“Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on it’s own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believe all things, hopes all things.” (Paul Corinthians)



“When you come to the edge of all light and you know and are about to set off into the darkness of the unknown, Faith is knowing one of the two things will happen ; there will be something to stand on or you will be taught to fly.” (Anonymous)



“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes)

Ab to itna bhi ho nahi paaey (Ahmad Faraz)


Ab to itna bhi ho nahi paaey,
Rona chaha to ro nahi paaey
Hum se ta’abeer-e-Khawab Poochtay ho
Zindagi bhar jo so nahi paaey
MuddatoN Gham ki Parwarish ki hai
Yeh Silay aaj to nahi paaey
Justajoo RaaigaaN nahi thi magar
Jin ko Chaha tha woh nahi paaey
Kyun gila hum se ho kisi ko FARAZ
Hum to apnay bhi ho nahi paaey!