tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82048011807994262182024-02-07T04:48:43.168-08:00TREASURE COVE WITH THIS & THAT ~ ENJOYCOME BACK FOR MOREM.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-76238268299971000372019-09-05T04:32:00.000-07:002019-09-05T04:32:00.131-07:00Imam Hussain A.S. lessons<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
10 Lessons from<br />
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1. Hussain (as) stopped in the middle of the battlefield to perform his obligatory prayers with arrows shooting at him… the least we can do is perform our daily prayers on time.<br />
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2. Hussain (as) sacrificed his family including his six month old for the sake of Allah… the least we can do is sacrifice our worldly desires for the sake of Allah (swt).<br />
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3. Lady Zainab (as) prayed Salatul Layl (the night prayers) in the state of sitting down on the night of Ashura after the tragic loss of her entire family… the least we can do is pray Salatul layl in our peaceful nights.<br />
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4. Abbas (as) was sitting at the river side after not drinking water for three days but wouldn’t drink because he couldn’t bare to quench his thirst while his brother Hussain was still thirsty… the least we can do is love for our brothers like we’d love for ourselves.<br />
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5. Young children begged to fight for the cause of the religion of Islam… the least we can do is know that we are never too young to practice Islam.<br />
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6. Ali (as), son of Hussain was too sick to stand and was dragged around in chains for days from Karbala to Damascus and still found the power to give his amazing speech to Yazid and his people… the least we can do is stand up for what we believe and not pity ourselves in the face of oppression.<br />
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7. Lady Zainab watched everyone she knew killed or abused and when asked by Yazid “what did u think of what God has done to you?” She replied “I didn’t see anything but beauty”… the least we can do is learn from the patience of Zainab and dedicate the entirety of our actions solely to Allah (swt).<br />
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8. Umul Baneen (as) lost all 4 of her sons in the tragedy of Karbalaa and when being told she only cared to know for the life of Hussain… the least we can do is sacrifice all that we are attached to please the Imam of our time.<br />
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9. Al-hur who led the trap of Hussain then realised he was wrong in doing so and seeked the forgiveness of the Imam and was forgiven immediately… the least we can do is to know its never too late to repent with Allah the most merciful.<br />
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10. Hussain (as) forgave Al-hur immediately without holding a grudge or blaming him for putting himself and his family in this situation… the least we can do is learn how to be more forgiving when someone apologises for wronging us.</div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-5411349191773000462019-09-04T22:11:00.001-07:002019-09-04T22:11:40.297-07:00Imam Hussain A. S. Ashura Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Imam Hussain A.S. on day of Ashura saving Islam and Humanity.<br />
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Imam Hussain bade his final salaam to the camp. Imam Hussain sister Zainab held the reins of his horse to proffer her final khidmat. Hussain rode into battle and fought with the valour of Haider,<br />
Hussain is in force, Zulfiqar is in force, who has the strength - to face Hussain?!<br />
Angel Jibraeel descended, with him were the angels of the land, the sea and the air and he submitted unto Hussain, “If you wish, these angels will vanquish your foes in an instant.”<br />
Hussain looked at Angel Jibraeel and asked, “But what is Allah’s wish?”<br />
And Angel Jibraeel’s eyes brimmed with tears as he replied, “It is Allah’s wish, that you lay down your life.”<br />
Hussain sheathed his sword and the force of Zulfiqar was constrained. His steed, sensing that his lord wished to dismount knelt down its front legs and the star of The Throne descended to the ground. Hussain sat against a date palm tree.<br />
From all sides they attacked him, with stones, with arrows, with spears. One by one they came to slay him but turned and ran back. Angrily Shimr L.A. demanded, “Why do you not kill Hussain!?”<br />
And they responded by saying, “He looks at us with the eyes of Rasulullah!”<br />
Shimr came. In his hand was a blunt dagger and on his feet were metal socks. He came close to Husain and kicked him violently to the ground.<br />
Shamelessly Shimr sat across Hussain’s chest and drew his dagger across Hussain’s throat twelve times but it didn’t work.<br />
Hussain told him. “Get up! Your sword will not work here. This is the kissing place of my grandfather Rasulullah.”<br />
Laeen Shimr had to get up. Hussain went into sajda and prayed for all Mumineen until Qiyamat. Laeen Shimr severed the blessed head from the mubarak body. LABAIK YA HUSSAIN A.S.<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-42655234540445498172019-05-29T02:07:00.002-07:002019-05-29T02:07:19.762-07:00*Arafa Day*<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yawm al-Arafat:</h2>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>The 9th day of Dhul-Hijjah is the day of Arafat</strong>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It is this day when the pilgrims gather on the mountain plain of Arafat, praying and supplicating to their Lord.<strong> The day of Arafat holds great importance in Islam since this is the Day when Allâh completed his revelation on His Messenger (Sallâhu alaihe wa-sallam).</strong> It is reported in the Sahîhayn (i.e. Sahîh al-Bukharî and Sahîh Muslim), that a Jewish man said to him:</span><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">There is a verse in the Qur’ân, which if was revealed on us, the Jews, we would have taken that day as an Eid (festival). </span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>‘Which verse?’ He said: </strong><strong><span style="color: blue;">“This day I have perfected your religion for you, completed My favor upon you, and have chosen for you Islam as your religion.” [Sûrah al-Maidah (5): 3]</span></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">‘We know on which day and in which place was this verse revealed to Allâh’s Messenger (sAllâhu alaihe wa-sallam).<strong> It was when he was standing in Arafat on a Friday.</strong>’</span></td></tr>
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<strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Arafat is the day on which Allâh took the covenant from the progeny of Adam (alaihis-salâm), it was reported that Ibn Abbas (radhi Allâhu anhu) narrated: The Messenger of Allâh (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) related:</span></strong><br />
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<tr><td></td><td width="95%"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #99cc00;">“(When Allâh created Adam (alaihis-salâm) Allâh took covenant from him in a place Na’mân on the day of Arafat, then He extracted from him all the descendants who would be born until the end of the world, generation after generation, and spread them out in front of Him in order to take a covenant from them also. He spoke to them face to face saying:“Am I not your Lord?”and they all replied: ‘Yes, we testify to it’. Allâh then explained why He had all of mankind bear witness that He was their Creator and only true God worthy of worship. He said:
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“That was in case you (mankind) should say on the Day of Resurrection, ‘Surely, we were unaware of this. We had no idea that You, Allâh, were our Lord. No one told us that we were only supposed to worship You.”<br />
</span></strong><strong></strong><strong></strong><strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #666666;">[(Sahîh by Shaikh al-Albanî in Silsilah al-Ahâdîth as-Sahîhah vol: 4, no: 1623]</span></strong></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Indeed, the day of Arafat is a blessed day</strong> and there is no other covenant greater than this covenant! <strong>Arafat is a day of Forgiveness from sins, freedom from the Hell-Fire for the people who are present in the plain of Arafat. A’ishah narrated the Messenger of Allâh (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) saying:</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>This Hâdîth mentions forgiveness for the pilgrims.</strong> In addition to this, fasting on the day of Arafat is a Sunnah and an expiation of sins for the residents. Hunaydah ibn Khâlid reported from his wife that some of the wives of the Prophet (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) said:</span><br />
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<tr><td></td><td width="95%"><strong><span style="color: #99cc00; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">“The Messenger of Allâh (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) used to fast on the ninth of Dhul-Hijjah, on the day of Ashûrah, on three days of each month, and on the first two Mondays and Thursdays of each month.” [(Sahîh) by Shaikh al-Albanî in Sahîh Abi Dawûd vol: 2, no: 462]</span></strong></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #99cc00;">It is reported in Sahîh Muslim that when the Messenger of Allâh (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) was asked about the fasting on the day of Arafat</span></strong>, he said:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>This fasting is Mustahabb only for the non-pilgrims and not for the Hajis (the pilgrims) because it was not the practice of Allâh’s Messenger</strong> (sallAllâhu alaihi wa-sallam) to fast on the day of Arafat during pilgrimage and in a narration he also forbade doing so. </span><br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-39944500723344720082019-05-29T02:05:00.000-07:002019-05-29T02:05:47.339-07:00*Valentine*<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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As I will be on my another trip of the world I thought of blogging this most loved occassion earlier:)</div>
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Happy Valentine Day to all my fans!!</div>
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-18297027214243572282019-05-23T06:04:00.001-07:002019-05-23T06:06:24.244-07:00Date Cookies<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم</b></div>
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<b>These are the kind of cookies we serve for guests, or finish them off ourselves. We have them with Arabic coffee , but you can enjoy them with a glass of milk as well :). While I watch the tv, I remove date seeds, eat the date, or make a cake, or these cookies . In this way the task doesn't become really boring.</b></div>
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<b>Ingredients (slightly adapted from <a href="http://www.lakii.com/vb/showthread.php?t=557532" style="color: #888888; text-decoration-line: none;">here</a>) :</b></div>
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<b>1-1 1/2 cup date (depends how much date you want in your cookies)</b></div>
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<b>1 tsp cinnamon powder</b></div>
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<b>200 gram salted butter</b></div>
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<b>2 eggs</b></div>
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<b>1 tsp vanilla</b></div>
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<b>3 cups all-purpose flour</b></div>
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<b>1/2 or 3/4 cup caster sugar</b></div>
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-39304249500882361642019-05-16T05:11:00.000-07:002019-05-16T05:11:09.438-07:00Vibibi ~ African Pancakes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">Recipe of #Vibibi/Rice #Pancakes:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3 cups Rice</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 cups Coconut (thick) Milk</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tsp Yeast</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1/2 cup Sugar</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Few Saffron Strands</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tsp Cardamon Powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 Egg</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Soak rice in water overnight or for two hours. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Liquidize the (drained off water) rice with coconut milk using blender into smooth batter. Then add yeast and just give pulse mix, remove in bowl and let it rise till double in size.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">When batter has doubled beat the egg, sugar, saffron strands, cardamon powder and salt together, add into rice mixture and mix well with whisk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fry in small nonstick pan, put a teaspoon of oil, pour one serving spoon of batter, check thickness if thin add more then cover to get the sponge effect on vibibi.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When one side done turn it over and cook the other side.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Serve with coconut cream.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Coconut cream:</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 cup thick Coconut Milk</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1/2 cup milk</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Nestle Cream (Optional)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 tbsp Sugar or sweet condense milk</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tspn custard powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Pinch of Cardamon Powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Saffron Strands</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Boil all till it thickens, use whisker to whisk. Remove from heat and can add fresh cream or nestle cream to it, keep in fridge to set.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Serve drizzle the sauce on Vibibi Pancakes and enjoy.</span></div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-40922735662077682602019-05-15T04:43:00.002-07:002019-05-15T04:43:35.181-07:00Kari Masalla Curry<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">#Kaari Masalla curry by M.S.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Very yummy curry of Bohra specialty to be eaten with Rice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">mutton /chicken with bones cut into small pieces. Marinate with 2 tbsp green masala paste (green chillies+ garlic+ginger), 1 onion cut like samosa in meat when cooking and 1 grated tomato.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Pressure cook the meat or cook chicken till tender.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In a pot add little oil and add kaari masala & kari patta nd saute till the aroma of the kaari masala fills the kitchen. Mix the coconut milk and add it to the kaari masalla stirring continuously so that no lumps are formed & does not separate & curdle.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Add the cooked meat and let the kaari cook on slow flame. Add the tamarind paste into the kaari, and cook the kari till the meat is cooked. If you find the curry thick add little water or if watery add the masala to thicken. Last add the thick coconut tui. If u don't have tamarind you can add lemon juice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Serve kaari curry with jeera rice, Garnish with coriander</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kaari Masala mixture if done at home by Chef Juzer:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kaari Masala</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">About 1 Kg of Kaari Masala will be making from this recipe.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">INGREDIENTS</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">For Gravy Mixture</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">350 gms Daria (Roasted Chana Dal)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">350 gms Kaju (Cashew Nuts)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">150 gms Roasted Peanuts (Unsalted)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">75 gms Pumpkin Seeds (Magaj)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">75 gms White Sesame Seeds (Tal)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">For Whole Spices (Garam Masala)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">½ tsp Loong</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">½ tsp Aniseed (Sauf or Varyali)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">½ tsp Black Pepper Corn</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">½ tsp Dry Ginger Powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">½ tsp Haldi Powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 inch Cinnamon Stick </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">4 Star Anise (Badiyan Phool)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">4 Dry Kashmiri Chilli</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">METHOD</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Dry roast all the garam masala until a mild aroma arise and keep it aside for cooling. Similarly dry roast the gravy mixture until a mild aroma arise and keep aside for cooling. Grind both garam masala and gravy mixture to fine powder and mixing thoroughly. If the powder is light coarsely ground it fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Keep it in a air tight jar in a cool dry place for further use. Enjoy!!</span><br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-50014241321086505022019-05-15T01:57:00.000-07:002019-05-15T01:57:04.202-07:00NAANIZZAS ~~ PIZZA VARIATION<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#Naanizzas.<br />
Credit: Azra.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Make dough for naan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">1 cup white flour</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tbsp sooji</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Salt</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1tbsp ghee</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">A little pepper and if u like dry oregano.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Knead into a smooth, firm dough.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Leave to rest for 20 mins.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Break into portions, roll into oval shape n roast on tawa in little oil or ghee.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Sauce.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Grind fresh tomatoes.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Heat oil in a pan. Add the tomatoes, garlic paste, salt and chillies. Let it boil n dry. When dry completely add a little lemon juice. You can also add a tbsp or two of tomato sauce.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Meat.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Chicken or beef.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Boil in ginger garlic paste, salt, lemon juice, tomato paste and yogurt. Dry completely and shread.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Veggies.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Cut veggies n peppers of ur choice n keep ready.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Onion rings</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Green, red n yellow bell peppers</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Corn kernels</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Olives</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Mushrooms</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Cheese.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Grate mozarella cheese and keep ready.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now take the naans. Spread the tomato sauce on top. Sprinkle some freshly chopped corriander leaves then place the meat, veggies n assortments, topping with cheese as desired.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Grill in the oven until cheese melts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Enjoy as it is or with tomato ketchup.</span></div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-87681516914682022952019-05-15T01:56:00.000-07:002019-05-15T02:02:57.082-07:00Potatoes Patties <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#PATTIES WITH DIFFERENCE BY NISRIN FROM ZANZIBAR<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Take potatoes boil mash them put salt n black pepper and 1 teaspoon butter. Mix it keep aside. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Filling: </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">In a pan put oil and heat and do wagaar with Rai, fresh lassan, green chillies, limro & salt </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">You can add corn as u like and paneer crumbled into very small pieces. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Before adding paneer first in very little oil saute it a little than add into mixture than last add Naryal khurchelu (Grated coconut - khaman). Mix all and taste to your liking how to adjust it.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Add lots curry leaves when sauteing, then remove them when mixture get cool (as you don't want curry leaves in your mouth) put lots coriander and mix well the mixture. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fill the above mixture into boiled potatoes into patties. Fry in beaten eggs or chana atta mixture choice is yours. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Try these the taste is awsome. One of my best recipes.</span> 😍<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-61906879978828263652019-05-15T01:11:00.001-07:002019-05-15T01:11:19.782-07:00Visheti - African bites<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#Visheti<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Recipe of Visheti:</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Whosayna Zyaka Whattsapp group</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2 cups All Purpose flour (maida)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tsp Yeast</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 tsp Cardamon powder</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 tbsp Butter or Ghee</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tbsp Dessicated coconut</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Coconut milk (for binding)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Bind using coconut milk into soft dough and let it rise.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Punch back the dough make 2 balls and roll thick roti cut in any shapes you like or (fold) roll into long pipe and cut one and half inches tube like. Lay them on greased trays and let it rise for 10mins. Deep fry into golden brown color and keep aside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Syrup</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2 cups Sugar</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 cup Water</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">few Saffron strands</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Boil into 1 string consistency, remove from flame. Dip each fried kisheti in syrup, coat it well and keep in platter. Sprinkle deasicated coconut on top of each kisheti</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">NB: for bow ties, roll dough ball into thicker roti then cut two by one inches rectangles or bigger keep aside. Make long thin tube, cut one and half inches long straps to tie the bow in centre. Keep the strap in centre and seal by pinching from behind, it will form a tie. Lay the pinched side on the tray so it sticks as it rises</span></div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-40019405419687017862019-05-09T06:44:00.000-07:002019-05-15T01:12:19.692-07:00#Strawberries & Yogurt Ice~cream<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">From Global Whattsapp Group: </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">#Strawberry Icecream/ Yogurt.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Easy and delicious.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Set strawberry jelly in a flat dish. I used a 100ml pkt.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">For the cream-</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">500ml vanilla ice cream</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 cup curd</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 cup Nestle cream or any thick cream</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I pkt strawberry jelly</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Chocolate biscuit pieces (remove any cream and break biscuit into pieces by hand)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Let the vanilla icecream thaw and mix the cream and curd into it using a hand beater. Make sure it's fully liquid. Add the strawberry jelly pkt and beat again making sure all jelly Crystals dissolve. Add chocolate biscuit pieces and mix using a spoon. Do not beat. Pour onto the set jelly. Make sure the jelly is fully set.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Refrigerate till it sets. Garnish with chocolate shavings/chips/sprinkles.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Feel free to omit the chocolate note in this recipe but I feel chocolate and strawberry</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">go together very well.</span></div>
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Kheema rotis.<br />
From: Thoughts over Chai Whattsapp Group by Tasneem Hussain from Tanga:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">*Tin measurement is of empty condense milk tin*</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1 tin Maida flour.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Add salt.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Knead with water to form dough.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Make 7 Luvas (Pcs)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Deep luvas in oil covered completely for apprx 2 hrs.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Take 7 samosa patti in square shape.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Filling as you desire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">4 eggs whisked thoroughly pour this onto cooked kheema.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Stretch one luvo on working plank or patlo</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On middle keep samosa pati.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On top lay feeling of cooked kheema.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Fold all for sides make sure no space left,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Else egg will drip off.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Shallow fry in oil on Tawa on low flame till light brown.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Recipe of Kebabs:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Credit by: Whosayna</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Half kg Kheema (Beef). Kheema should be dry squeeze out of water.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Salt (as required)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">4-5 Green chillies or as u like hot to your taste</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">few Mint leaves chopped</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1/2 bunch Coriander leaves (chopped)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Half tsp Garam masala powder</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1/4 tspn haldi powder</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1 tspn Ginger Garlic paste</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1 tsp dhana jeera powder</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">5 slices of Bread (soaked in water and then squeezed dry)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1 Eggs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1 Onion chopped small</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">2 tbsp hung thick Yogurt</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">1 tblspn Butter or Margarine</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">In Chopper put all spices, ginger garlic, egg, yogurt, butter, coriander and mint leaves with chillies.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Soak the slices of bread in water and take out by squeezing out water. Add in the above mixture and mix well now add raw kheema and blend well till everything is blended in. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">You can even mix all above with hand if you don't have chopper machine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Make either balls or oblong shapes and deep fry on medium flame till done.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Ramadan Mabrook to all my loved ones across the Globe. My first fasting starts from Friday. I'm so excited to finally meet my loved visitor, and there's only a little while left!!</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">As the dawn of Ramadhan approaches, offering us glimpse of its golden rays of purity, every Muslim around the world prepares to experience the warm ambience which only this month can bring. From Suhoor to Iftaar to Night Salaah, Ramadhan brings together brothers, sisters, parents and children. In order to derive the utmost benefit from the sacred month of Ramadhan, it is crucial to recognize the spiritual significance and importance of this month. </span></span><br />
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</span></span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">First it'll be the most glorious of all months. It's such an exciting time for all Alhamdulillah.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">For some the wait for moon is on….Muslims All over are waiting for the silver line crescent hiding in the clouds to bring in the news that Ramadan has come….</span><br />
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</span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">The month of glory, the month of benefits, the month of holiness, the month of prayers, the month of rewards…..So everyone are desperately waiting for the pious month to begin.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">A time to let go of things, just let it go, it’s time to weed out all those all unnecessary things, get your physical, mental and spiritual garden ready for the rain of Ramadhan blessings. Lets welcome it with much happiness and grandeur and pray to Allah(S.W.T) to keep us all healthy and wise and to perform all the Salaah, Fasting and Good Deeds in this blessed coming month Inshallah.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I always remember my childhood days in Zanzibar where i used to hear at night a man singing in a melodius voice "UTHO YAARO MUSALMANO" waking all for Sehri. I was always curious to see who this person was, but was a scare crow at that time & would peep from the window and see him carying a lantern and a stick and singing and walking on everyday rain or shine he will do his duty. People would throw or give him some money. Those were the days which were very different than now. </span><br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-59629513094100243482019-04-14T03:19:00.000-07:002019-04-14T03:19:19.530-07:00Nahjul Balagha Quotes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Beautiful quotes from *MAULA ALI,* from the Peak of Eloquence book! Worth reading and following<br />
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1. Hate no one, no matter how much they've wronged you. Live humbly, no matter how wealthy you become. Think positively, no matter how hard life is. Give much, even if you've been given little. Keep in touch with the ones who have forgotten you, forgive who has wronged you, and pray for the best for those you love.<br />
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2. Awaken your heart to kindness and mercy for the people and love and tenderness for them, because people fall into two categories: they are either your brothers/ sisters in faith or your equals in humanity.<br />
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3. Never look down on someone unless you’re helping them up ie don't make eye contact and lower your eyes<br />
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4. The nourishment of the body is food, while the nourishment of the soul is feeding others.<br />
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5. Be like a flower that gives its fragrance even to the hands that crushes it.<br />
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6. Speak only when your words are more beautiful than silence.<br />
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7. If the eyes of a female cry over a man that oppressed her, Angels will curse him with every step he walks. <br />
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8. Do not use the sharpness of your speech on the mothers who taught you how to speak.<br />
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9. A moment of patience in a moment of anger prevents a thousand moments of regret.<br />
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10. Life consists of two days, one for you one against you. So when it's for you don't be proud or reckless, and when it's against you be patient, for both days are test for you.<br />
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11. The best deed of a great man is to forgive and forget.<br />
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12. Live amongst people in such a manner that if you die they weep over you and if you are alive they crave for your company.<br />
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Book of *Nahjul Balagha*: Peak of Eloquence!</div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-41627384658101663532018-11-29T02:50:00.000-08:002019-04-18T05:55:34.984-07:00#Masala Puris<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#Masala #Puris by M.S.<br />
4 flour mixed. <br />
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1½ cups – Maida(white) flour<br />
1/4 cup rice flour<br />
1/4 cup sooji<br />
1/4 cup Chana flour<br />
1/2 cup – Oil<br />
1 full tblspn - Margarine or ghee<br />
½ tsp – Jeera whole<br />
½ tsp – Ajmo<br />
½ tsp – Sesame<br />
½ tsp – Suwa<br />
Cilantro chopped<br />
1/4 tsp – Haldi<br />
½ tsp – crushed black Pepper little thick<br />
1 tspn Salt<br />
1/4 tspn sugar<br />
Crushed chillies to your taste (optional) I add this to make it tasty.<br />
1/2 tspn Garlic Paste<br />
Bind with water and make Puris to your whim😊<br />
Oil to deep fry. <br />
ENJOY WITH GARAM GARAM MASALA CHAI☕<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-46607279203056686862018-11-23T01:15:00.000-08:002018-11-23T01:18:17.460-08:00Aqa Moula Mohammad Burhanuddin R.A<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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His greatness melted mountains<br />
His generousity beat the monsoons<br />
His presence lit our souls<br />
His smile comforted our miles<br />
His charisma won the world<br />
His prayers shielded us from all worries<br />
His love stamped our hereafter<br />
His nasihat cleansed our lives<br />
His sermons on Moula Hussain a.s secured Panjatan's love for us<br />
His calmness gave us inner peace<br />
His miracles made everything possible<br />
His janaza was one huge human tidal wave the world had never seen before<br />
His death a loss that can not be defined<br />
His best gift his son Aali Qadr MUFFADAL MOULA t.u.s<br />
His hand eternally our life line<br />
Oh NASEEM send our infinite SALAAMS to our Burhanuddin MOULA.<br />
Who resides forever in our minds and hearts!!<br />
Dua ni iltemaas👃<br />
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#Arbaeen 1440<br />
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Journey of a billion miles.<br />
By: Saif Saifuddin Kuvawala<br />
As I was trying to pick a heading to write my experience during "Arbaeen Walk", I thought of the fact that I was travelling from the earth, full of sins, to the Heaven full of purity and forgiveness and while no one knows for sure, how far the heaven is in physical travelling distance, I assume it could easily be more than a billion miles from this earth. It is my faith and my Moula Husain's ehsan that this distance was shortened by mere 100km.<br />
I would like to reflect here with some of my experience through this spiritual journey "the walk of Arbaeen". Although my limited vocabulary fails to describe the sentimental emotions combined with the ultimate joy of being at The PLACE where dreams dare. It was beyond anything I had imagined.<br />
One thought that kept coming to my mind that from the prophet Adam (as) to Khatem-un-Nabeeien (saw), all th Awsiyaa and Awliyaa, we never celebrate their chehlum in such a proportion, axcept Moula Husain and in such a high standard that the number of zaeerin coming to Karbala on Arbaeen will soon surpass the numbers going for Hajj.<br />
Husain sajda-e-akhir mey jab they masroof<br />
Khuda ko fikr thi key badley mey kiya diyaa jaey<br />
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It was my life long dream to walk from Najaf to Karbala on Arbaeen, from one Babul Hawaij to the other Babul Hawaij, with my head bowed and my kashkol stretched out.<br />
The crowd at the shrine of the Moula-e-Kaenaat was really humbling. The beleivers were pouring in, all with their hands stretched out asking for something, all begging for something. The streets were filled with flocks of zaereen, trying to reach the baab, the doorway to the hajaat, Babul hawaij, the door where all your wishes come true even before you enter. I bowed my head in suplication, a sajda to the king of kings, my moula, the moula-e-kaenaat. As I was in sajda at the doorway to the heaven on earth, knowing that my dream was about to be realized, my empty kaskol is about to be filled, tears found their way from my heart to my eyes, the flood gate of my heart flew open and the tears started to pour out. I raised my head. I was content to just sit there at the doorway, as I always considered myself a begger of that doorway and as the beggers never cross the doorways.<br />
Mey to bhikary hoon Moula, tery dehleez ki mittee kaa<br />
Yeh kahaan mery auqaat key tery zareeh choom sakoon<br />
BUT then the door was already open and I saw other beggers and fakeers and sawalis entering and so did I. The reach towards the zareeh was truly humbling. Never imagined so many sawaalis trying to just touched the zareeh. There were those, who probably had the world at their feet and those who had nothing but the empty kashkol asking for the world of wishes. Some had the rugged faces weathered and hardened by the desrt sun and the years of war and hardship and theree were those who had the skin softer than the baby's bottom. There were those who were built like an ox and a physique that would put a mountain to shame and then there were those who would make a man beleiving in peity and humbleness. They All had one thing in common, they were all crying out loud. Ever want to see a mountain of the men who would put the goliath to shame, cry like an infant, not one or two or ten but the hundreds and thousands. They were all begging for something, some wanted to share their pain as knowing there is no one who would listen accept the man laying in there. Who is known to be true "Mushkil Kushaa" and some who had nothing but doaas and hajjats to be fullfilled knowing that they have come to a "Babulhawaij".<br />
Ashhado annaka tasma-ul-kalam wa tarudduljawaab.<br />
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I stood in one corner, talking to the man laying in there. Tears flew like the water without the bridge. My eyes closed, just asking and crying with my hands joined together, a huge, gorilla of a man, out of the crowd, came near me and wiped my tears from my face with his hands and wiped them on his own face. I could not believe. The floodgate of my tears just flew open wide. Another man came to me and did the same and then the third and fourth. (It reminded me of the yawm-e-Ashura, when a lady came to me and wiped the blood from my kurta and wiped on her hand). My knees buckled, I could not believe my eyes. I cried, O Moula, I am nobody. I am a sinner, I am a begger and fakeer, I am a slave of your slaves. O Moula outside I was nobody and you brought this begger, this fakeer, this sawali in to your home and raised him so high that others treat my tears and blood as "tabarruk" Moula. Who am I O Moula, who am I. O Moula, I am nobody. O Moula I am nobody.<br />
I realized, there were two doorways, one to enter and other to exit and then the reality sank in. When you enter, you live your pride, envy, sins and all your worldly kingdom behind. Pass infront of the King of Kings laying there, walk with humility, grace and gratitude and leave with purity and sinless passion through the second doorway.<br />
Next day, I started the walk, the walk that I craved for. 100 kms. Would I be able to? Knowing that mere 8 years ago, I could not even go to the bathroom with partly paralized body and doctors insisting, i will spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Would I be able to do it? All I know is that I went to Moula Ali and asked for one thing, O Moula, I am walking away from you with only one wish to reach to your son and do the sajda at his doorstep. I will do what a servent and ghulam does and O Moula you do what "Mushkil Kushaa" does.<br />
And I walked and I walked and I walked.<br />
Looking around, thinking and remembering how my mazloom imam would have walked, with chains in his feet and touq in his neck, bare feet on the unpaved desert of burning sand full of thorns and if ever stopped to pull the splinters out from his feet, he was treated with lashes. How the saidaaniyas would have crossed this distance from Karbala to Shaam on the bare backs of the camels, with only their hair to cover their faces. Once someone asked my moula, when was the most painfull moment and the SayedusSajedeen, Ali ibne Husain ibne Ali ibne Abi Talib, replied, the moment when the tatheer-e-risalat was without veil and the muslemeen's ghaleez eyes were focused on them.<br />
Ees shaan sey chali thee bint-e-la fatah<br />
chadar na thi tou haibat-e-Abbas aurh lee.<br />
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I was thinking of the Zainab-e-Kubra, having 18 brothers, one of them being Abbas, but none of the brothers having seen her face without veil. I was thinking of the little girl, merely 4-6 years old, always slept on her father's chest, having to walk on the burning sand under the spear carrying her father's head. I was thinking of the mother riding on the bare back of the camel, hiding her face with her hair, staring at the empty cradle which once was filled with her 6 months old. I was thinking of the lady, once a princess of Qasra, on a bare back of a camel now watching her ill son, the Imam of the time, bearing all the pain and torture and husband's head carried around beside her on the spear. I was thinking of a mother through her hair covering her face, staring at her 18 year old son's head on the spear..............<br />
AND I kept thinking and weeping every step of the way. The road kept folding beneath my feet. Every step became heavier then the previous ones. Was it because of the swelling in my feet were increasing or was it the thought of the beemar-e-Karbala walking with touq in his neck and chains in his feet were more painfull then my imagination. The thoughts of the masaeeb that ahl-e-bait had to bear through the journey were beyond my comprehension. I would like to think that later was true. I kept weeping and kept walking. Every step made me more and more humble. Every step brought me closer to the land of the qarb and balaa.<br />
The journey, the walk was beyond my wildest dreams. I had heard a lot about the hospitality of the people but believe me untill you are in the thick and thin of it yourself, you haven't seen nothing. The love, respect and appreciations of the people for the zaereen was beyond any words can describe. The humility and faith and determination of the walkers were beyond comprehension. The women with toddlers, infants in their arms and in the baby carraiges, the young children from 5-12 years, some bare feet some with just a cheap slippers. some walking from Najaf, a mere 100 km distance (in their words) some from Qum and some from Basra and they all walked, putting this old man (myself), with his expensive orthotics and trippled jelled fancy shoes, questioning his own faith if it has gone weaker.<br />
If you ever have doubts that "faith can move mountains" come to walk of Arbaeen.<br />
So I kept walking and weeping, remembering my mazloom Imam and ahl-e-bait's masaaebs. the pole numbers kept rising, the distance kept shrinking. Every step brought this fakeer to his Moula Husain and Moula abbas. The second Babul Hawaij where the angels wait at the doorway to greet the zaereen, to say O you who have suffered the pain and difficulties reaching here in memory of your mazloom Imam's masaaeeb, come and claim your place in heaven. Come and show us the list of your wishes and doaas so we can carry them to Moula Husain.<br />
So I reached the second babulhawaij.<br />
As I reached the door step to my Moula, my knees buckled, my body weakened, i went into sajda at the doorstep. O Moula you brought me here. Me and my fragile faith and physical limitations, how could I have managed without your will and help. O ibne Mushkil Kushaa Moula, if it is a dream, please don't let me wake up Moula. I couldn't have done it Moula without your help.<br />
So I entered the doorways to the heaven, pure and humble as a sole can be. The rush of beggers were beyond imagination. I stood there in awe. Just trying to have the reality sink in. Trying to convince myself that I am standing infront of the Moula, who had given a begger seven son's, Fitrus his wings, Hur bin Riyahi his final wish. I was standing infron of the Moula, who since birth have been a waseela of us gunahgaars, us beggers, who would otherwise never have a reach to Allah-o-buzurg-o-bartar due to the burdon of the mountains of sins we are burried under.<br />
I could not stop thinking, been to Umrah few years ago and having seen those Saudi men in their milky white robes preaching, near Jannat-ul-Baqeeh, of not to ask anyone else but Allah (swt). What if Allah said that you could not have it because of your sins and because it is not in your fate. What would you do? You would come to Karbala on your hands and knees in the presence of the Mazloom Imam and hold his zareeh and beg till your hearts content. Like that beggar did who was granted seven sons or Fitrus or Hur. Because sometimes the sinners like us need the waseela of imam-e-mazloom- o-masoom for qabool-e-doaa.<br />
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Maanaa ke mere gunaah heyn pahaaron sey buland<br />
Yaa Allah! merey gunah buland yaa meraa waseela buland<br />
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With a humble request for doaa<br />
Saif Saifuddin Kuvawala - Canada<br />
Oct 30, 2018<br />
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It is better to have heart without words then the words without heart.</div>
M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-19757926086103534072018-11-02T07:14:00.000-07:002019-05-29T02:18:21.757-07:00#Ashura, Imam Hussain A.S., Panjataan Paak A.S, Ahlulbait A.S.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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#Ashura (1440)<br />
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A question about Imam Hussain A.S.<br />
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A muslim friend, who doesn’t identify as a lover of Ahlulbayt (A.S.) asked me during muharram *how do you love Hussain A.S. so much, when you haven’t seen him, or met him, or know him in real life?*<br />
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The answer, which was long yet very simple, was this: the physical eye is typical and worldly.<br />
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I’ve seen Hussain A.S. with my heart, when I say the word “hussain” my heart breaks, when I say his name I see him in front of me.<br />
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It doesn’t have to be the physical manifestation, but the ideology, the selflessness, the virtue, the truth, the justice, the tawheed and full submission to GOD at all times.<br />
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Hussain A.S. embodies, he is the physical manifestation of all that is good and right and just.<br />
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When I say “Ya Hussain” I’m calling on all of those things intertwined to create this human being who allah created to uphold and maintain “La Illaha Illa Allah” alive and well, to maintain islam, to maintain the Quràan the God’s words.<br />
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Hussain A.S. is everything which you view that is good and right and holy,.<br />
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He is the embodiment of them; so are the rest of ahlul bayt, yet hussain is the leading example, as the rest of Ahlul Bayt (A.S.) have said, La Yawm Ka Yawmuka Ya Abba Abdillah, “there is no day like yours (Ashura) oh Abba Abdillah (Hussain).”<br />
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This is what it means when the famous saying is said, “the name of Hussain A.S. strikes o fire in the heart of every mumin (believer).” when you have a sound heart, a feel for others, altruism and to do good and be just, then Hussain’s message is yours as well. embody it.<br />
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This message is not limited to muharram, ashura or Arbaeen. this is a philosophy, a way of life of all of Ahlulbayt.<br />
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I see Hussain in my heart, I feel his presence, and that is how and why I love him so much.<br />
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Hussain and his father, Ali A.S, taught me how to love truly, unconditionally, selflessly.<br />
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It is that love of self sacrifice for Allah SWT and complete submission that is the most important ultimately.<br />
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The message of Ahlul Bayt (A.S.) in the end is love. simply, complete and unconditional love.<br />
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#WhoisHussain<br />
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Labbayk ya Hussain A.S<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-50792013244113604822018-05-27T08:22:00.000-07:002019-05-16T05:16:24.727-07:00#Tasbi; #Tasabi #Tasbeeh<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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● _Rasoolullaah (saws) ye ek lashkar Yaman moklu jema aapna mohib 'Auf bin Maalik bhi hata. Yaman ma dushmano te 'Auf ne qaid kari lidha._<br />
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● _Qaid khaana ma tarah tarah ni takleef dewa laaga. 'Auf par ek chaamdu bheegu karine lapeti didhu. Jem jem chaamdu sukaay tem sakhat thaatu jaai ane 'Auf ne dard thaai._<br />
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● _'Auf ye kaaghaz lakhine ehna bawaji ane Rasoolullaah (saws) ne potaani takleef ni khabar aapi. Rasoolullaah (saws) ghana pareshaan thaya._<br />
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● _Aap (saws) ye 'Auf na bawaji ne farmaayu ke Yaman jaanar koi shakhsh ni talaash karo. Ek shaksh taiyaar thaya. Rasoolullaah (saws) ye te shaksh ne kahyu ke tame Yaman jaine 'Auf ne milo to maaro salaam kehjo._<br />
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● _'Auf ne kehjo ke Rasoolullaah (saws) ye ek tasbeeh karwaanu kahyu chhe. Ye tasbeeh chhe - *"Laa hawla walaa quwwata illa billaahil 'aliyil 'azeem".*_<br />
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*To be continued..*<br />
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*Tasbeeh ni Quwwat : Part 2*<br />
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● _Rasoolullaah (saws) na farmaan mujab 'Auf ye tasbeeh karwaa laga. Tasbeeh ni ihwi Quwwat ane Asar thayo ke jim tasbeeh karta gaya tim chaamdu naram thaatu gayu._<br />
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● _Chaamdu itnu naram thaatu gayu ke 'Auf ye potaana haath chhudaawi lidha._<br />
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● _Rasoolullaah (saws) na Tasbeeh na aa Amal ma ghani Hikmat chhe. Mumineen bhi ghani waqat ihwa haalaat ma gheraai jaai chhe ke koi rasto nazar aawto nathi._<br />
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● _Ghani waqat bija loko rukaawat no sabab bane chhe ane kaam thaatu nathi. Ihwa mushkil na haalaat ma aa mujab *"Laa hawla walaa quwwata..." ni Tasbeeh thi mushkil sehlaai ma tabdeel thai jaai chhe. 'Usrat Yusrat ma tabdeel thai jaay chhe.*_<br />
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● _Tasbeeh karwu Farishtaao no Amal chhe. Allaah Ta'aala na Farishtaao Tasbeeh ane Tahleel karaa kare chhe._<br />
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● _Tasbeeh ek tarah ni Du'a chhe. Mumin nu Hathiyaar chhe. Ahl ul-Bayt (sa) ni Aadat chhe._<br />
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*The End*<br />
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With all your duas and best wishes - alhamdulillah, arbaeen KUN safar went well.<br />
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The walk & the experience of the ziyaarat performance amidst millions of zaereen - is a learning journey..a journey where we learn to appreciate every nemat..a journey where we learn to experience our inner peace..a journey where we experience the love of others, and overwhelming and humbling care from strangers..a journey where we experience devoted khidmat..as we watch others managing the little troubles of the journey with a smile on their face, our patience and tolerance become the key tool..a journey where all ibadullah, beyond all barriers, come together..it's a journey where we learn, that we still have so much more to learn from others, and from within ourselves.<br />
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Inshallah, Khuda sagla ne panjatan paak ni ziyaarat naa saathe har nemat naseeb karjo, mubarak mohanna karjo - Ameen.<br />
[11/14, 5:52 PM] Rashida Rajab Bulk: The ziyaarat of Moulana Ali, Imam Hussein, Moulana Abbas is the core purpose of KUN safar. The walk is a great experience (hours of just walking..no schedules, no distractions, no time limits..that leaves us with a lot of time to think about everybody and everything! Gives us a lot of time to think beyond our own little world..think about others well being..think about how we can be more useful to others..gives us a lot of time to restructure our thoughts in a positive way..gives us a lot of time to ourselves..probably, that's why I love the morning/evening walks(alone:)), because I get time to restructure and develop my thoughts and ideas..gives me space before a reaction(it truly helps:))..<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-62199030524630934582017-11-16T23:34:00.000-08:002019-05-29T01:58:57.583-07:00New Year - Dawoodi Bohra<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<strong><span style="color: #555555; font-family: "georgia";">The start of a new year is an auspicious occasion, no matter what calendar is followed. The Muslim New Year falls on the Egyptian calender which starts with the Blessed month of Moharram-ul-Haram. </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #555555; font-family: "georgia";">The Dawoodi Bohras (most peaceful community) every year helds their own unique celebration of the Islamic new year, which is based on the Egyptian calendar that the community follows.</span></strong><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Traditionally, Bohras eat in a ‘thaal’ or a steel serving dish of mammoth proportions (as pix above) that is laden down with small portions of the various delights of their cuisine. It is placed about a foot off the ground on a kundli (stand) for the family that gathers around for a meal eaten out of the same dish.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">The new year’s eve is widely referred to as the thaal’s birthday, with the thaal symbolising the hope of the coming year’s prosperity. It is treated with respect and as a token of respect it is laden with as many food items as it can take.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">The norm is to have different dishes on the thaal this night. Usually every item on the thaal is prepared in small quantity if the dishes are many. Individual sweetmeats, fruits and even the salt, with which it is mandatory to start and end every meal.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Food symbolises individual blessings and the variety is an implicit prayer in hope of being blessed in various ways in the coming year. This concept is called ‘sakhan’. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Pehli raat thaal menu significance as per my knowledge 😊</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">My sasuma had explained that 4 things are important representing the 4 elements in nature whose Significance are these:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Jannat nu Phaal ~ Pomegranate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Water ~ Fish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Earth ~ Wheat which we keep lachka or thuli. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Underground ~ Muli (Radish) or any other veg which grows underground. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Before the tasting of the salt, there is the ritual of ‘wadhawanu’ which entails passing a coconut over the thaal seven times in a clockwork direction. This tradition is often performed on birthdays as well, and since new year’s eve is considered the thaal’s birthday, it is given the same honour. </span><span style="font-family: "georgia";">Bohris start their meal with a sweet dish and alternate with savoury dishes as they progress along the courses. After wadhawanu comes the tasting of the salt, which is followed by ‘sundenu’ or ‘shakranu’. This is a small dish of sweetened rice which is always eaten before a meal to commemorate a happy occasion. With the coming years it is now the tradition to minimise the dishes to few due to health reasons. NO TO FOOD WASTAGE is our MOTTO.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">Greetings are shared with one and all. New clothes are worn. The entire tradition of the first night of the new year comprises rituals that denote the hope of a blessed year to follow.</span><br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-70701888079522530402017-11-16T23:27:00.001-08:002018-11-02T07:28:53.196-07:00#Arbaeen & Zainab S.A. #Katballa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#Bibi Zainab (sa) & Arbaeen<br />
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As received from Naimal Fatima<br />
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When she reached Karbala that tragic yearp,<br />
From her tired eyes came another tear,<br />
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Alone in the dessert without a shadow above,<br />
Was the grave of Hussain, her brother beloved.<br />
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She was tired, and weak and in a lot of pain,<br />
Her Heart cried out ‘ O My Brother Hussain'<br />
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I have come to mourn you with all of my heart,<br />
And to tell you the torture that tore us apart.<br />
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They took us through crowds that were calling our name,<br />
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Our hearts were sinking and our heads bowed in shame.<br />
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Sakina was slapped for no reason at all,<br />
For crying, for sitting, or when to you she would call.<br />
She was tortured all the way in front of our eyes,<br />
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Alas in the Prison of Damascus she lies.<br />
She called out to you till her very last breath,<br />
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And I called to Abbas at the time of her death.<br />
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What all we went through I have no strength to tell,<br />
And now my dear brother I bid you farewell.<br />
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My heart is broken at the sight of your grave,<br />
Alone in the dessert without any shade.<br />
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Then she looked up with tears flowing down her face And said O’ Lord , I know of thy infinite power and grace.<br />
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Let the death of my brother be mourned like no other<br />
and let not alone be the grave of my brother.<br />
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Today, Ya Bibi Fatema A.S. Ya Zainab S.A... the prayer of your heart,<br />
Is fulfilled by millions walking towards Imam Hussain A.S.,<br />
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Their eyes full of sorrow their hearts full of pain,<br />
Marching to their Master, Your Son, brother Hussain.<br />
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A crowd never heard of, a scene never seen,<br />
How could it not be heard?<br />
The wish of a queen!<br />
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Labbayk ya Zaynab (sa)<br />
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Labbayk ya Hussain (as)<br />
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M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00392098769863528170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8204801180799426218.post-18305323626068338192017-10-12T23:46:00.002-07:002017-11-16T23:28:29.846-08:00#Ya Hussain A.S. #Karballa*This is very knowledgable. Kindly read.*<br />
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Narrations state that the horses that trampled Imam Hussein's (as) body were known as Aawajiyya and had distinctive characteristics above other stallions.<br />
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A researcher who studied these features for months finally found a book by a German expert on horses known as "The Worlds Strongest Stallions.<br />
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It says "There are certain stallions known as Aawajiyya and their speciality is that each stomp of each hoof weighs 65kgs and its purpose is to crush and grind what is beneath it".<br />
Then the Narrator says " I remember one of the riders of Ibn Saads army mention: I heard the ribs of Hussein crack and snap when we crushed him under our horses". <br />
The people who ask why we cry over the son of Fatima(as).<br />
Think about it 10 horses trampled Imam Hussein(as)<br />
Each stomp 65kgs<br />
4 hooves each horse<br />
4x10=40 stomps<br />
40stomps x 65kgs = 2600kgs<br />
2600kgs crushed the chest of The son of Fatima Al-Zahraa(as) , one of the 2 masters of the youth of Paradise<br />
This narration is no surprise for Imam Zainul-Abideen(as) mentions: "My fathers chest collapsed in on his back".<br />
When he came to bury him he would pick up one side of his father and the other side would fall apart.<br />
Wa museebatahhhhh Wa Husseinahhhhh<br />
LABAIK YA HUSSAIN A.S.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Lovely Musing pls read u will enjoy😌</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A small board was hanging from the top of the fruit stand which said "My mother is elderly and a paralytic and there is no one else to take care of her at home. She needs frequent feeding and frequent trips to the toilet. If you are in a hurry, please pick whatever fruit you like and put the money under the pad in the corner. The rates are also written nearby. If you don't have the money then please take the fruit anyway, I won't mind. And Allah is the best Sustainer."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I weighed 2 kilograms of apples, grabbed a dozen bananas put them in a shopping bag. After checking the rate list, I took out the money, lifted the corner pad and placed it there, amidst many other notes of various denominations. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me then I picked up my purchase and came back to my flat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">After iftar, my brother and I went back to that stall and found the owner packing it up, about to leave. He was a middle aged man, the whites in his beard peeking out from among the black, wearing a cream colored shalwar kameez. He smiled at us as he said "No more fruit left, sir." We asked his name. He said, "Khadim Hussain". A few minutes later, we were having tea at a nearby shop.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He told us, "My mother has been bed-ridden for the past three years. She has developed some mental issues recently and now has been paralyzed as well. I have no children, my wife has passed away and there is no one to look after my mother so I have to do it all the time. One day I told her as I was massaging her feet, 'Mother, I want to take care of you more than anything but my pockets are empty and you don't want me leaving your side. You say you feel extremely anxious and worried when I go away. Tell me what I should do then. Where will we get food from? I am not a citizen of Bani Israel and you are not the mother of Musa (AS). What should I do?'</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"My mother tried to sit up with difficulty so I adjusted her pillow for her and had her rest against it. She raised her wrinkled face and trembling hands in supplication and I don't know what she asked Allah. Then she told me 'Just leave your stall at the roadside. You will get your food while sitting in this room.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"I said, 'Mother, what are you talking about? If I leave the stall there, somebody will come and steal everything on it. No one cares about other people these days. Who will actually pay for the fruit when the shopkeeper isn't there?'</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"She said, 'Don't argue with me. At fajr, fill your stall with fruit, leave it at the roadside and come back to me. And in the evening bring back the empty stall. If you lose any money, then this Khalida Surayya will obtain every single rupee from Allah.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Brother, it has been two and a half years since then. I take the stall in the morning and bring back the empty stall in the evening. I have not lost a single rupee, instead people often pay more than is due. I usually make about 300-400 rupees more than I would according to the rates. Some people also leave flowers for my mother. A few days ago a girl left a dish of pulao with a card saying 'for mother'. A doctor left his business card that had a note on the back saying 'Uncle, if your mother is not feeling well, call me and I will pick her up from her house.' A pilgrim visited my stall and left a packet of Ajwa dates. A couple came to buy fruit and left a suit for my mother. Every day things like these are given to me along with my money. My mother doesn't let me leave and Allah doesn't let the blessings stop. Not only is Allah the best Sustainer, He is also the best Retailer."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In the end, I would like to tell all children that if you are free and see your parents doing some work, always offer to help them. Tell them "Mother/Father, here let me help you with that." Then just watch how success follows you everywhere in this world and the next. InshAllah.</span></div>
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