Pray Salah On Time

There were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha.
He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.
While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed. His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace. He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.
He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired.
He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.
He was sweating profusely.
He looked around.
It was very crowded.
Every direction he looked in was filled with people.
Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.
Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was.
His heart was about to burst.
It was the Day of Judgment.
When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago..
Could this be something his mind made up?
No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.
The interrogation was still going on.
He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called.
No one could answer him.
All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.
Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward.
He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd.
The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.
His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.
He opened his eyes but saw only another world.
The people were all helping others.
He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.
His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.
He pleaded his case,
'I too was always on this path..
I helped others.
I spread the word of Allah.
I performed my Salah.
I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.
Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.
Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.'
He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.
He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.
His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.
At last, the decision was made.
The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.
His legs felt like they were going to collapse.
He closed his eyes as they began...
To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.
His name was read first.
He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,
'How could I go to Jahannam?
I served others all my life,
I spread the word of Allah to others'.
His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.
The two angels took him by the arms.
As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.
He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.
He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.
The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.
They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.
He looked back and these were his last pleas.
Had not Rasulullah [SAW] said,
'How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins'?
He began yelling,
'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers.?'
The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.
The flames of the fire were burning his face.
He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.
One of the angels pushed him in.
He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.
He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.
He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.
He wiped some dust off himself and asked him,
'Who are you?'
The old man replied,
'I am your prayers'.
'Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire!
You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in'.
The old man smiled and shook his head,
'You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?'
At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah.
He was in a sweat.
He listened to the voices coming from outside.
He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.
He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.

Pass this on to your friends and family.... ...
Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.
And who knows?
Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during the day of judgement.
(INSHA-ALLAH)

Satan'a Meeting

Assalam alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barkatauhu



Satan called a worldwide convention of demons.

In his opening address he said,

"We can't keep Muslims from going to Mosque."

"We can't keep them from reading their Quran and knowing the
truth."

"We can't even keep them from forming an intimate relationship with
their
Allah and his messenger Muhammad."

"Once they gain that connection with Allah, our power over them is
broken."

"So let them go to their Mosques; let them have their covered dish
dinners,
BUT steal their time, so they don't have time to develop a
relationship with
Allah and his messnger Muhammad."

"This is what I want you to do," said the devil:

"Distract them from gaining hold of their Allah and maintaining
that vital
connection throughout their day!"

"How shall we do this?" his demons shouted.

"Keep them busy in the non-essentials of life and invent
innumerable schemes
to occupy their minds," he answered.

"Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow, borrow, borrow."

"Persuade the wives to go to work for long hours and the husbands
to work
6-7 days each week, 10-12 hours a day, so they can afford their
empty
lifestyles."

"Keep them from spending time with their children."

"As their families fragment, soon, their homes will offer no escape
from the
pressures of work!"

"Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot hear that still,
small
voice."

"Entice them to play the radio or cassette player whenever they
drive." "To
keep the TV, VCR, CDs and their PCs going constantly in their home
and see
to it that every store and restaurant in the world plays music
constantly."

"This will jam their minds and break that union with Allah and his
messenger
Muhammad."

"Fill the coffee tables with magazines and newspapers."

"Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day."

"Invade their driving moments with billboards."

"Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order catalogs,
sweepstakes, and
every kind of newsletter and promotional offering free products,
services
and false hopes."

"Keep skinny, beautiful models on the magazines and TV so their
husbands
will believe that outward beauty is what's important, and they'll
become
dissatisfied with their wives. "

"Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands at night."

Give them headaches too!

"If they don't give their husbands the love they need, they will
begin to
look elsewhere."

"That will fragment their families quickly!"

"Give them story books to distract them from teaching their
children the
real meaning of Salat."

"Keep them too busy to go out in nature and reflect on Allah's
creation.
Send them to amusement parks, sporting events, plays, concerts, and
movies
instead. "Keep them busy, busy, busy!"

"And when they meet for spiritual fellowship, involve them in
gossip and
small talk so that they leave with troubled consciences."

"Crowd their lives with so many good causes they have no time to
seek power
from Allah."

"Soon they will be working in their own strength, sacrificing their
health
and family for the good of the cause."

"It will work!" "It will work!"

It was quite a plan!

The demons went eagerly to their assignments causing Muslims
everywhere to
get busier and more rushed, going here and there.

Having little time for their Allah or their families.

Having no time to tell others about the power of Allah and his
messenger
Muhammad to change lives.

I guess the question is, has the devil been successful in his
schemes?

You be the judge!!!!!

Does "BUSY" mean:

B-eing


U-nder


S-atan's


Y-oke?

Shaikh Junaid Baghdadi R A

Shaykh Junayd Baghdadi went for a walk out of Baghdad. His students followed him. The Shaykh asked how Bohlool was. They answered, "He is a crazy person, what do you need from him?"

"Bring him to me because I have a need for him."

The students searched for Bohlool and found him in the desert. They took Shaykh Junayd to him.

When Shaykh Junayd went near Bohlool, he saw Bohlool in a state of perturbation with a brick under his head. The Shaykh greeted him. Bohlool answered and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Junayd Baghdadi."

"Are you Abul Qasim?"

"Yes!"

"Are you Shaykh Baghdadi who gives people spiritual instructions?"

"Yes!"

"Do you even know how to eat?"

"I say Bismillah (In the Name of Allah). I eat from in front of me, I take small bites, put them in the right side of my mouth, and slowly chew. I don't stare at others' bites. I remember Allah while eating. For whatever morsel I eat, I say Alhamdolillah (Praise be to Allah). I wash my hands before and after eating."

Bohlool stood up, shook his garment on the Shaykh, and said, "You want to be the spiritual teacher of the world but you don't even know how to eat." Saying this, he walked away.

The Shaykh's students said, "O Shaykh! He is a crazy person."

"He is such a lunatic who is intelligent in his work. Listen to the correct statements from him."

Saying this he went after Bohlool, saying, "I have a need for Bohlool."

When Bohlool reached a deserted building he sat down. Junayd came near him. Bohlool asked, "Who are you?"

"Shaykh Baghdadi who doesn't even know how to eat."

"You don't know how to eat, but do you know how to talk?"

"Yes."

"How do you talk?"

"I talk in moderation and to the point. I don't speak unoccasionally or too much. I speak so the listeners can understand. I call the world's people towards Allah and the Prophet. I don't talk so much that the people would get bored. I care about the deepness of inner and outer knowledge." Then he described whatever was connected with manners and etiquette.

"Forget about eating, you don't know how to talk either." He stood up, shook his garment on the Shaykh and walked away.

The students said, "O Shaykh! You saw, he is a crazy person. What do you expect from a lunatic!"

"I have a need for him. You do not know."

Again he went after Bohlool until he reached him. Bohlool asked, "What do you want from me? You who don't know the manners of eating and speaking, do you know how to sleep?"

"Yes, I know."

"How do you sleep?"

"When I am finished with Namaz-e-Isha and reciting supplications, I don my sleepwear." Then he described the manners of sleeping which were transmitted to him by the learned people of religion.

"I understand that you do not know how to sleep either." He wanted to get up, but Junayd caught hold of his garment and said, "O Bohlool! I don't know; so for the sake of Allah teach me."

"You claimed knowledge and said you knew so I was avoiding you. Now that you confessed your lack of knowledge I will teach you. Know that whatever you described is secondary. The truth behind eating meals is that you eat lawful morsels. If you eat forbidden food likewise, with one hundred manners, it won't benefit you, but will be the reason for blackening the heart."

"May Allah grant you great reward."

Bohlool continued, "The heart must be pure, and have good intentions before you begin to talk. And your conversation must be to please Allah. If it is for any worldly or useless work, then however you express yourself, it will become a calamity for you. That is why silence and quietude would be best. Whatever you said about sleeping is also of secondary importance.

"The truth of it is that your heart should be free of enmity, jealousy, and hate. Your heart should not be greedy for this world or its wealth, and remember Allah when going to sleep."

Junayd kissed Bohlool's hand and prayed for him. The students who saw this incident, and had thought that Bohlool was crazy, forgot their actions and started a new life.

The lesson is that if someone doesn't know something, then he shouldn't be ashamed of learning it; like Shaykh Junayd learned the ways and manners of eating, talking, and sleeping.