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Any good Islamic stories you have to share?
I love listening to the Islamic stories and was wondering if anyone had any good ones? Heres one.
He remembered his grandmother's warning about praying on time:
'My son, you shouldn't leave prayer to this late time'.
His grandmother's age was 70 but, whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed Salah.
He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray.
Whatever he did, his Salah was always the last to be offered and he prayed it quickly to get it in on time.
Thinking of this, he got up and realized that 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, very 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 l
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- Anonymous1 decade agoFavorite Answer
wow that's such a big reminder of the Day Of Judgement.
Thanks for sharing.
Jazak Allah
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Shuaib received an automobile from his brother as an Eid present.
On Eid day when Shuaib came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it. “Is this your car, Uncle?” he asked. Shuaib nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Eid.”
The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish…” He hesitated.
Of course Shuaib knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that.
But what the lad said jarred Shuaib all the way down to his heels. “I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.” Shuaib looked at the boy in astonishment, and then impulsively he added,
“Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?”
“Oh yes, I would love that.”
After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow, said, “Uncle, would you mind driving in front of my house?” Shuaib smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile.
But Shuaib was wrong again. “Will you stop where those two steps are?” the boy asked. He ran up the steps. Then in a little while Shuaib heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car.
“There she is, uncle, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Eid and it did not cost him a penny. And some day I’m gonna give you one just like it…then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Shop windows that I have been trying to tell you about.”
Shuaib got out and lifted the boy to the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Eid, Shuaib learned what the Rasool Allah (saw) meant when he had said: “love for your brother what you love for yourself”.
- Anonymous1 decade ago
A man woke up early in order to Pray the Fajr Prayer in the masjid.
He got dressed, made his ablution and was on his way to the masjid.
On his way to the masjid, the man fell and his clothes got dirty.
He got up, brushed himself off, and headed home. At home,
He changed His Clothes, made his ablution, and was, again,
on his way to the masjid.
On his way to the masjid, He Fell again and at the Same Spot!
He, again, got up, brushed himself off and headed home.
At home he, once again, Changed His Clothes,
made his ablution and was on his way to the masjid.
On his way to the masjid, He Met a Man Holding a Lamp.
He asked the man of his identity and the man replied 'I Saw You Fall Twice on your way to the masjid,
So I Brought a Lamp so I can Light Your Way.'
The first man thanked him profusively and the
two where on their way to the masjid.
Once at the masjid, the first man asked the man with
the lamp to come in and pray Fajr with him.
The second man refused.
The first man asked him a couple more times and,
again, the answer was the same.
The first man asked him why he did not wish to come in and pray.
He man replied..
I am Shaitaan(devil/ evil)
The man was shocked at this reply.
Shaitan went on to explain,
'I saw you on your way to the masjid
and it was I who made you fall. When you went home,
cleaned yourself and went back on your way to the masjid,
Allah forgave all of your sins.
I made you fall a second time, and even that
did not encourage you to stay home,
but rather, you went back on your way to the masjid.
Because of that, Allah forgave all the sins
of the people of your household .
I was AFRAID if i made you fall one more time,
then Allah will forgive the sins of the people of your village,
so I made sure that you reached the masjid safely..'
MORAL: Do not put off a good that you intended to do as
you never know how much reward
you might receive from the hardships you encounter
while trying to achieve that good.
=)
Source(s): Aliyah..x - Anonymous1 decade ago
i got that in a forward, even though i heard it before.
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- ronaLv 61 decade ago
- Anonymous1 decade ago
Hanzalah (ra) and Jameelah (ra)
Hanzalah RA and Jamilah RA.
assalamu alaikum :)
bismillah.
i wanted to share with you guys excerpts from 'Muhammad: his life based on the earliest sources' by Martin Lings (Abu Bakr Siraj ad-Din). i specifically chose the story of Hanzalah RA and his wife Jamilah RA:
Chapter L: Preparations for Battle (Uhud):
...After the prayer two men waited behind to speak to the Prophet, each having an urgent decision to make.One of them was Hanzalah, the son of the self-styled Abrahamist Abu'Amir, who was even now, unknown to his son, in the enemy camp below Uhud. It was Hanzalah's wedding day - a day which had been chosen weeks in advance. He was bethrothed to his cousin Jamilah, the daughter of Ibn Ubayy, and he was loth to postpone the marriage, yet determined to fight. The Prophet told him to celebrate his marriage and spend the night in Medina. There could be no fighting before sunrise, and Hanzalah would have ample time to join him on the battlefield early the next morning. He could find out by inquiry which way tthe army had passed.
the story carries over to the next chapter:
Chapter LI : The March to Uhud:
In Medina that night Hanzalah and Jamilah had consummated their marriage; and in her sleep, during the small hours, Jamilah had a dream in which she saw her husband standing at the outside of Heaven; and the door opened for him and he entered through it, whereupon it closed behind him. When she woke, she said to herself: "This is martyrdom." They performed their ablutions and prayed the dawn prayer together, after which he bade her farewell. But she clung to him, and would not let him go, and again he lay with her. Then he tore himself from her embrace, and not even staying to repeat his ablution, he put on his coat of mail, seized his weapons, and hastened from the house.
Hanzalah reached the camp and joined the ranks of the Army, and went off to fight in the Battle of Uhud:
Chapter LII: The Battle of Uhud:
...Abu Sufyan narrowly escaped the sword of Hanzalah, who was fighting valiantly near the centre and who was about to cut him down, when a man of Layth came in from the side and thrust Hanzalah through with his spear, felling him to the ground and killing him outright with a second thrust.
The battle had gradually moved down the slope away from the Prophet as the Meccans were driven back towards the camp. He could no longer discern in any detail what was happening, though he could see that so far his men were winning the day. But now his attention was drawn upwards from the battle and his eyes were raised as one who watches the flight of the birds. After a moment he said to those beside him: "Your companion - he meant Hanzalah - "The Angels are washing him." And afterwards he said to Jamilah, as if seeking an explanation: ""I saw the Angels washing Hanzalah between heaven and earth with water from the clouds in vessels of silver." Then she told him of her dream, and how through fear of being late for battle, he had not made the ablution he would normally have made.
Later after the battle when the muslims were burying their dead, every person that came into contact with Hanzalah's body dared not to touch him. He lay there as the Angels had laid him, with his hair still wet with water upon the noon-dry earth. His beauty and peace were as a sign from heaven, to inform the rest of them of the condition of their martyred kinsmen.
subhanallah, a story resplendent with the sacrifices the sahaba RA made for Islam. subhanallah.
and Allah Almighty knows best.
above story taken from: http://sheikspeare.blogspot.com/2005/01/hanzalah-r...
and here is a nasheed based on it (in pashtu):
- Anonymous1 decade ago
yeah i got a story. "Why do Islamic terrorists do what they do?" its a page on the net. search it and read it. if ure an islam person u will be so proud of ure terrorist selves!
- Anonymous1 decade ago
Once a porn a times.. there is this long story..
& i make it short..
just to answer..
Source(s): he he he..