but because of who You are!"
"Spiritual aspiration is to the intellect as perfume is to a flower." (author unknown)
08 July 2021
Kindness
but because of who You are!"
17 November 2020
Last Words of Prophet Muhammad (ﷺ)
Last Words of Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him)
Suddenly, there was a person, he said salaam.'May I come in ?' he asked.But Fatimah ( radhi Allahu ta'ala anha ) did not allow him to enter the room. 'I'm sorry, my father is ill,' said Fatimah ( radhi allahu ta'ala anha ), turned her body back and closed the door.
She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah ( radhi allahu ta'ala anha ), 'Who was he, my daughter?'
'I don't know, my father. It was the first time for me to see him ,' Fatimah ( radhi allahu ta'ala anha ) said gently.
Then, Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) looked at his daughter with trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of her
daughter's face.
'Know one thing ... ! He is who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world. He is the death angel,' said Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ).
Fatimah ( radhi allahu ta'ala anha ) bore the bomb of her cry. The death angel came towards him, But Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) asked why Jibril
(alaihissalam ) did not come along with him.
Then, Jibril ( alaihissalam ) was called.
Jibril ( alaihissalam ) was ready in the sky to welcome the soul of Habibullah and the
leader of the earth. 'O Jibril, explain me about my rights in front of ALLAH .. ?'
Rasulullah ( salallahu alaihi wasallam ) asked with a weakest voice.
'The doors of sky have opened, the angels are waiting for your soul .'
'All jannats open widely waiting for you,'
Jibril (alaihissalam) said.
But, in fact, all this did not make Rasulullah (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) relieved, his eyes were still full of worry.
'You are not happy to hear this news?' asked Jibril ( alaihissalam ).
'Tell me about the destiny of my people in future?'
'Don't worry, O Rasul ALLAH (Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ). I heard ALLAH telling me : 'I make Jannah haram for every one, except the people of Muhammad ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) who are inside it,' Jibril ( alaihissalam ) said.
It became closer and closer, the time for
Malaekat Azrail ( alaihissalam ) to do his work. Slowly, Rasulullah's ( salallahu alaihi wasallam ) soul was pulled.
It was seemed that the body of Rasulullah
( salallahu alaihi wasallam ) was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
'Jibril ( alaihissalam ), how painful this sakaratul maut is ...!'
Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) uttered a groan slowly.
Fatimah (radhi Allahu ta'ala anha) closed her eyes, Ali (radhi Allahu ta'ala anhu) sat beside her bowed deeply and Jibril ( alaihissalam ) turned his face back.
'Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o Jibril ...?' Rasulullah ( sulallahu alaihi wasallam ) asked the Deliverer of Wahy.
'Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his condition of sakaratul
maut,' Jibril ( alaihissalam ) said.
Not for a while, Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
'O ALLAH, how great is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains, don't give it to my people.'
The body of Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi
wasallam ) became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore. His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something,
Ali (radhi Allahu ta'ala anhu) took his ear close to Rasulullah ( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ). 'Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanukum - take care of the saalat and take care the weak people among you.'
Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other, Sahabah held each other.
Fatimah (radhi Allahu ta'alaa anha) closed her face with her hands and, again, Ali ( radhi Allahu ta'ala anhu ) took his ear close to Rasulullah's mouth which became bluish.
'Ummatii, Ummatii, Ummatii ..?' -
'My people, my people, my people.'
And the life of the noble man ended.
Could we love each other like him ...?
Allahumma solli 'ala Muhammad wa baarik wa sallim 'alaihi.
How deep is Rasulullah's (Sallallahu alaihi
wasallam) love to us.
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My dear Sisters and brothers in Islam :
I know of a man who lost his parents but refused to be called an orphan.
Man enough to love a strong woman years older than him, worked for her and made her stronger, opened his heart for her, shared his fears to no one but her, was romantic and faithful to her till her last breath.
Cleaned after himself and sewed his clothes.
He was good looking, courageous and fearless.
He never judged anyone on... their past or looks, and was moderate, open minded and tolerant.
His neighbour was Jewish and his cousin-in-law was a Christian priest.
Was beaten and exiled when he was helpless and merciful when he became stronger.
Intelligent, wise and a hard worker, He( Sallallahu alaihi wasallam ) built a long lasting nation out of nothing in the last 20 years of his life.
He had no parents, but loved his daughters and grandchildren.
His last will was "Be good to women".
• This Messenger is our Prophet "Muhammed" (SallAllahu aliyhi wasallam), a man worth looking up to and to follow.
He was calm
He was patient
He was wise
He was honest
He was sincere
He was loving
He was kind
He was strong
He was fair
He was generous
He was forgiving
03 March 2018
Letting Go - A poem
To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;
It means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off...
It is the realization that I can't control
another...
To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
It is to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcome,
but to allow others to affect their own destiny.
To let go is not to be protective,
It is to let another face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings then to correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for today.
To let go is to fear less and love more.
~ Kay Lafley ~
29 June 2017
Gluten free food places in Singapore
What happens during fasting
📍Detoxification Stage 1 (Day 1 To Day 2)
On the first day of fasting, the blood sugar level drops. The heart slows and blood pressure is reduced. Glycogen is pulled from the muscle causing some weakness. The first wave of cleansing is usually the worst. Headaches, dizziness, nausea, bad breath, and a heavily coated tongue are signs of the first stage of cleansing. Hunger can be the most intense in this period.
📍Detoxification Stage 2 (Day 3 To Day 7)
Fats, composed of transformed fatty acids, are broken down to release glycerol from the gliceride molecules and are converted to glucose. The skin may become oily as rancid oils are purged from the body. People with problem-free skin may have a few days of pimples or even a boil. The body embraces the fast and the digestive system is able to take a much-needed rest, focusing all of its energies on cleansing and healing. White blood cell and immune system activity increases. You may feel pain in your lungs. The cleansing organs and the lungs are in the process of being repaired. The breath is still foul and the tongue coated. Within the intestine, the colon is being repaired and impacted feces on the intestinal wall start to loosen.
📍Detoxification Stage 3 (Day 8 to Day 15)
You will experience enhanced energy, clear-mindedness and feel better. On the downside, old injuries may become irritated and painful. This is a result of the body's increased ability to heal during fasting. If you had broken your arm 10 years before, there is scar tissue around the break. At the time of the break, the body's ability to heal was directly related to lifestyle. If you lived on a junk-food diet, the body's natural healing ability was compromised. During fasting, the body's healing process is at optimum efficiency. As the body scours for dead or damaged tissue, the lymphocytes enter the older, damaged tissue secreting substances to dissolve the damaged cells. These substances irritate the nerves in the surrounding region and cause a reoccurrence of aches from previously injured areas that may have disappeared years earlier. The pain is good as the body is completing the healing process. The muscles may become tight and sore due to toxin irritation. The legs can be the worst affected, as toxins accumulate in the legs. Cankers are common in this stage due to the excessive bacteria in the mouth. Daily gargling with salt and water will prevent or heal cankers.
📍Detoxification Stage 4 (Day 16 to Day 30)
The body is completely adapted to the fasting process. There is more energy and clarity of mind. Cleansing periods can be short with many days of feeling good in between. There are days when the tongue is pink and the breath is fresh. The healing work of the organs is being completed. After the detoxification mechanisms have removed the causative agent or render it harmless, the body works at maximum capacity in tissue proliferation to replace damaged tissue. After day 20, the mind is affected. Heightened clarity and emotional balance are felt at this time. Memory and concentration improve.
SubhanAllah what great health benefits but think of the rewards that will really matter and given by Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala in this life and the hereafter In sha Allah.
04 January 2017
How You Can Become a Better Writer by Paulo Coelho
"I believe that every human being on this planet has at least one good story to tell his neighbor"
“There are two types of writers: those who make you think and those who make you dream” says Brian Aldiss, who made me dream for such a long time with his science-fiction books. In principle I believe that every human being on this planet has at least one good story to tell his neighbor. What follows are my reflections on some important items in the process of creating a text:
Above all else, the writer has to be a good reader. The kind that sticks to academic texts and does not read what others write (and here I’m not just talking about books but also blogs, newspaper columns and so on) will never know his own qualities and defects.

So, before starting anything, look for people who are interested in sharing their experience through words. I’m not saying: “look for other writers.” What I say is: find people with different skills, because writing is no different from any other activity that is done with enthusiasm.
Your allies will not necessarily be those that everyone looks on with admiration and says: “there’s nobody better.” It’s very much the opposite: it’s people who are not afraid of making mistakes, and yet they do make mistakes. That is why their work is not always recognized. But that’s the type of people who change the world, and after many mistakes they manage to get something right that will make all the difference in their community.
These are people who cannot sit around waiting for things to happen before they decide on the best way to narrate them: they decide as they act, even knowing that this can be very risky.
Living close to these people is important for writers, because they need to understand that before putting anything down on paper, they should be free enough to change direction as their imagination wanders. When a sentence comes to an end, the writer should tell himself: “While I was writing I traveled a long road. Now I can finish this paragraph in the full awareness that I have risked enough and given the best of myself.”

The best allies are those who don’t think like the others. That’s why, while you are looking for your companions, trust your intuition and don’t pay any attention to others’ remarks. People always judge others using the model of their own limitations — and at times the opinion of the community is full of prejudices and fears.
Join those who have never said: “It’s finished, I have to stop here.” Because just as winter is followed by spring, nothing comes to an end: after reaching your objective, you have to start again, always using all that you have learnt on the way.
Join those who sing, tell stories, enjoy life and have happiness in their eyes. Because happiness is contagious and always manages to keep people from being paralyzed by depression, loneliness and troubles.
And tell your story, even if it’s only for your family to read.

Paulo Coelho’s writing tips:
On confidence: You cannot sell your next book by underrating your book that was just published. Be proud of what you have.
On trust: Trust your reader, don’t try to describe things. Give a hint and they will fulfill this hint with their own imagination.
On expertise: You cannot take something out of nothing. When you write a book, use your experience.
On critics: Some writers want to please their peers, they want to be “recognized.” This shows insecurity and nothing else, please forget about this. You should care to share your soul and not to please other writers.
On note-taking: If you want to capture ideas, you are lost. You are going to be detached from emotions and forget to live your life. You will be an observer and not a human being living his or her life. Forget taking notes. What is important remains, what is not important goes away.
On research: If you overload your book with a lot of research, you are going to be very boring to yourself and to your reader. Books are not there to show how intelligent you are. Books are there to show your soul.
On writing: I write the book that wants to be written. Behind the first sentence is a thread that takes you to the last.
Paulo Coelho is a Brazilian lyricist and novelist.
This article originally appeared on Medium.
21 December 2016
Urumqi: To Do List
12 December 2016
'The Call' - by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The Call
A voice calling a name I recognized as my own.
Sometimes it holds an edge of urgency.
take you home to the Beloved with every breath.
colour the shape of your humanness.
Open the fist clenched in wanting and see what you already hold in your hand.
no point in the future to get to.
Come home and rest.
Your hungry spirit is gaunt, your heart stumbles. All this trying.
Give it up!
faithful only to the Beauty you are.
dancing even when fear urges you to sit this one out.
When it finds you, give your life to it. Don't be tight-lipped and stingy.
Be one word in this great love poem we are writing together.
from the book The Call,
HarperONE, San Francisco 2003
08 December 2016
Avoiding Argumentation
Arguing with people is strongly discouraged in Islam. We are to state our point of view and then leave it at that. Nor are we to involve ourselves in matters that do not affect a person’s deen. Note that a person is to shun argument whether he is in the right or whether his stand is wrong. Both get houses built for them in Paradise. But since the person who knows that he is right finds it more difficult to leave the argument and let things be, he/she is promised a greater reward.
Arguing with people rarely gets anyone to change their minds. It usually only produces defensiveness and creates ill feelings between people. The issue becomes a matter of one’s ego and makes it more difficult for a person to change their stance. Allah (subhana wa ta’ala) loves to have Muslims live harmoniously with each other. Try this hadith out in practice, and you will see that your relations improve with people and that you have greater peace of mind.
06 September 2016
Book Bucket Challenge
* And the Sky is not the Limit - Amatullah Jyly Armstrong
* Sacred Contracts - Caroline Myss
* Road to Mecca - Muhammad Asad
* Garden of Truth - Seyyed Hossein Nasr
* Notebooks from Mecca to Madinah - Shafiq Morton
* A Return to the Spirit - Martin Lings
* The 100: A Ranking of the Most Influential Persons in History - Michael H Hart
* The Tipping Point - Malcolm Gladwell
* The Conference of the Birds - Farid ud-din Attar
* Three Cups of Tea - Greg Mortenson
* The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho
* Wisdom of the Elders - David Suzuki
* Lore of Light (Vols. 1-3) - Hajjah Amina Hatun
* Reclaim your Heart - Yasmin Mogahed
* Angels Unveiled: A Sufi Perspective - Shaykh Hisham Kabbani
* Purification of the Soul - Compiled works of al-Hambali, al-Jawazi & al-Ghazali
* Key to the Garden - Habib Ahmad Mashhur al Haddad
So the ‘ #BookBucketChallenge ’ requires one to list ten books that have had an impact or influence in your life or remained close to one’s heart.
21 July 2016
Because All lives matter
https://www.facebook.com/yasir.qadhi/photos/a.10150091939643300.277936.19667888299/10154014083508300/?type=3&theater
Do you wish to understand the privileges and perks that are afforded to the world's sole superpower? Would you like to see a glimpse of the power of Western supremacy?
08 March 2016
Article by Mohammad Hanif: I worry about Muslims
Popular Chocolate Brands that support Child Labour
07 March 2016
06 March 2016
Verbal abuse is more damaging than physical abuse
https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/tech-support/201602/5-things-everyone-needs-know-about-verbal-abuse?
5 Things Everyone Needs to Know About Verbal Abuse
Posted Feb 19, 2016

14 May 2014
Miracles happen all the time
Of course in the last few years the population taking the train has increased at least threefold and now the SMRT has offered free rides if you board trains between 6-7am or something like that. But the jams at peak hour still don't look eased up. I reached Clementi station at 8.05 I think. And cldn't get into the first train that came. I was wondering how now, will I be late. I was annoyed that the woman in front of me hadn't pushed thru into the train and then later while we all waited, had stepped on my feet accidentally and didn't even bother saying sorry or acknowledging it. She had barely looked to see what she stepped on! I thought at least after a while she may realise but she didn't bother. Another woman opposite us also wanting to enter the same door had seen all this and I cld feel her glance on me trying to read my face. I restrained all kinds of impatient expressions on my face.
Miraculously within a minute the next train came. It was.... completely empty. This hardly happens. And best of all I got a seat... again something that hardly happens in morning peak hour. Getting the seat is especially a respite when you're having severe first day cramps. As I sat down, a realisation dawned on me: It was a blessing to have missed the earlier packed-to-the-brim train. It was a blessing to have had a lady step on my toe so I reacted waiting for a 'sorry', and hence in hindsight could see I was meant to have patience given time for next train. It was a blessing to have an empty train so that I got a seat to sit on for the 45min journey. All my anxiety, frustration, quick reaction dissipated in that one moment of realisation.
I saw a bigger and higher wisdom hover around and above me. I would not have known of what's to come. So to surrender completely means to let go all the time for all moments. Do your part but don't have expectations. Easier said and easier understood but to practise it moment by moment needs practise and conscious action of 'not doing' (wu wei).
May we always continue to 'see' miracles in the mere everyday mundane acts we take for granted so we are always grateful. Rabbana barik lana.
05 May 2014
1st Quarter 2014 Reflections
Just as I typed the above, a huge branch naturally fell from the tree in the forest in front of my window. Every few months, a branch or two or four would stumble through the others below them and hit the heavily canopied forest floor with a soft thud. It's so gentle that none of the bird tweets are affected. I can hear a wood pecker forming the continuous background together with that tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet bird that frequents this part of the world in April. She and her clan usually stay for a couple of months. By June, they are replaced by other birds. The royalty though throughout the seasons, the common kingfisher, stays. And always on the same spot - atop the short mango tree in the foreground of my view. Then there are swallows and egrets, the occasional pigeons and the screeching mynahs. Saw a couple of long tailed macaques a few months ago on the railing that formally separates our residential area and the forest beyond. They were unfazed as always.
Anyway my 'subhanAllah' was in reference to the way events pan out in front of us and how we become mere spectators from being participants - in a flash. I had signed up to conduct 5 months' worth of training courses with the last one in May (which is now cancelled), and I did the last of it weekend before last.
This last one had a group size of ten. In giving examples to illustrate the connection of overseas volunteer work and life back at home, I had shared about how elderly folk are often seen in the void decks of apartment blocks among themselves. And how several working adults and students walk right past them as if they are invisible. everyone is in a hurry. Little does one realise that the security and infrastructure in our nation-building is contributed by these very same folk, who have worked hard and brought about what we are enjoying today. It's a common sight - the elderly in the void decks of blocks. And all younger abled residents just walking past them, usually not acknowledging them with even a smile or a nod.
It seemed i had the class in full attention. I thought i made an impact. I could see from their faces faint recollections of their own encounters or perhaps their own grandparents who are at void decks. But it was only a week later when i was walking back from the shops (as you may guess, through several void decks) that it hit me. Our youth are not 'made aware' of these things. There is no time for reflection. There is no time for moral ethical lessons of life. School is all about being computer literate and being on top of your class and work so you make it to the next phase. So perhaps those few seconds had created a reflection point for them as the entire course aims to do.
Parents are not at home when the student or child comes home from school. There's a helper sometimes who fixes the meals, cleans up the rooms and toilets. Maybe a pet or two. Maybe a grandparent if you're lucky for human interaction but that too is brushed off these days in the face of mobile phones as the newest weapons spelling: 'Leave me alone. I am busy.'
My training is satisfying because at the end of it, it's not a lesson in what you could have gotten from a set of notes. It's about valuing partnerships, human relationships, respecting another's past experiences (despite not knowing or in many cases, after knowing another person), about planning and being prepared for unexpected outcomes (lessons I myself had learnt from my Girl Guides days).
Trainings aside, this whole cloud of 'submission' has been hovering over me - it's not a new lesson but one that must be executed time and again for it to completely submerge me in its wisdom or to make sense from a heart level. Sometimes we are so sure of our spiritual practice that we forget the very core is to keep practising as if you're learning from ground Zero. I'm blessed to have Nature in front of me and reminding me. But our own fears and doubts make us 'lose' faith in the Unseen yet Promising One. We are doubtful based on what others say to us. We allow their fears to umbrella over us. When these fears get too big for us to handle, we break down and go crying to the One who creates and sustains us.
It is well known that humans will disappoint one another but the Creator will never abandon Its Creations. This is His responsibility. When crime is committed on a person, the reality is that this is a temporary abode and all unfairness in this life will see its fairness in the next. Because of its transitionary quality, we must not get too attached to its offings.
The Creator loves its creations more than a mother could care for her child. We unfortunately don't get this because our doubts and fears get in the way. Let Go and Let God.