Shz Kalimuddin Saheb at our Residence in Ajman
Shz Aliwaqar Aliasger Bs Kalimuddin DM graced our home with qadam mubarak today. Syedi Saheb also enquired about our business and did alamat on our brochure as he guided us further for the planned expansion and increase production in the coming months. Shz Saheb advised us on crucial points while he granted raza for procurement of new machinery and further expansion. May Allah Subhanahu bless Shz Saheb with good health by the Wasila of Aqa Maula (TUS).
Shz Saheb did nazar at the brochure and our products as well as the Brand granted to us by Aqa Maula (TUS).
Labels: Dawoodi Bohras, Personal
Jamila Mulla Aliasger Noorani
She was born on Saturday at 2:30 PM at the Khalifa Hospital in Ajman. She is cute and everyone says that she looks like her Uncle. Well at least the first alphabets of our names are same. Her chhatti (Naming Ceremony) is on Laylatal Jumoa and Kaki Maria called her Jamila, the name off course had been given by Aqa Maula (TUS).
Maria (Her Kaki), Aliasger and Fatemi (Her sister)
Aqiqa on Yaumal Jumoa.
Labels: Personal
Father Like Son
Mohammed has been showing oratory skills since long, even before he joined School and that what makes us proud of him. His first year at Madrasa and not exactly a debut on stage, but a first time event for him at our community hall.
As the Madrasa program went on with a good pace yesterday, the enactment on the 3 core topics of Salat, Lisan al-Dawat and Deeni Shi'ar (Islamic Culture) were just freshening, every bit of it. The Hall was jam packed with the audience as the little flexed their acting skills. Mohammed narrated the Bayan of Huzurala (TUS) on Topi, Rida and Libas al-Anwar during the interlude.
The caption from the bayan stressed on the pride that on should have in wearing a topi and being a Dawoodi Bohra.
Alhamdolillah, his brain is more faster then his tongue and his thoughts quicker then word. Bravo to Mohammed, and all i can say is that "Dad is proud of you my son". May Allah bless him with the khidmat of Aqamaula (TUS) till his last breath.
Labels: Dawoodi Bohras, Madrasa, Mohammed, Personal
Ashara 1429
Huzurala (TUS) did fasl that Ashara Mubarakah of 1429 will be held in Colombo for the second consecutive year. Truely when HJ told me about the fasl I said "You must be joking", She said that it was done. Well my heart had started pounding as I had to go for khidmat husainiyah, but wished would be there, knee bent before Maula (TUS). There are times when we are much further away yet closer.
Amibikapur in Chhattisgarh state of India. I had never heard of this place before in my life. I had a booking of Ahmedabad but then it was more then a 24 hour train ride to Ambikapur. I was told it was somewhere near Nagpur and thus my contact came in handy. Abbas bhai started working on his part to help me find the routes while I managed to re-route my flight directly to Nagpur, a day earlier then I was to travel. Within a few hour my itinerary was finalized and I was at my moze even before 48 hours of getting the farman. The coolest thing was that I had known the exact routes, complete bookings and also had the contact numbers at hand. I had called up Ambikapur and informed them of my arrival time a day after.
Sometimes we just don't know how things happen but they do. In a rush I packed whatever I had my hands on, as I was to fly in a few hours, a route I had never traveled. As I journeyed towards India my mind and soul flocked to Colombo and I knew I would miss it.
At the moze there were around 58 peole in all including Mumineen who came from the nearby towns Vishrampur and Surajpur. Ambikapur was a town surrounded by forests and was quite peaceful.
As for the daily routine waaz, two times of niyaaz and majlis. It was almost daily that we heard the Kalemaat fo Aqa Maula (TUS) especially the clips from al-Vazarat. We a had direct satellite relay from Colombo and the Mumineen watched Aqamaula (TUS) on the big screen using a DLP projector for the first time.
There was no madrasa there and the children were far from deeni talm, I had already prepared myself to have 3 children recite the shahadat of Maulana Aliasger, Maulana Abbas and Maulana Husain (AS) at the night majlis and it worked like a charm for everyone. The happiness of the children reflected that our Maula (TUS) would be happy.
It had been many years since I had done waaz but the essence of it all was the Dua and Nazaraat of Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin (TUS). The marasiya reciters were good, the attendance was timely and good. Everything was just too good and the most important part was that I could feel the presence of Maula's duas as days passed by.
The day of Ashura, we were most fortunate to listen to the duas of Maula (TUS) and what else could be better.
From the many things that I got from Ambikapur one is the most precious that will live with me for ever. The Wali's family who had been my wonderful hosts were originally from Shajapur and they had the "juti mubarak" of Syedna Abdul Qadir Najmuddin along with his alamat sharifah and mohar. I was fortunate to have the barakat of these.
Mumineen are the same where ever we go, the children of the same dawat. The love and caring among us is remarkable and its all because of our love for Aqamaula (TUS).
May Allah Subhanahu bless our beloved Maula (TUS) with a long and healthy life. Ameen
Labels: Ashara, Dawoodi Bohras, Personal
Dreams Shattered, Life Battered
Many in the world live in the world of dreams, striving and toiling all day and night to see those dreams they see come true. Day dreamers even though they run after life they never seem to catch it and finally they realize they forgot to live.
People with vision conquer the world but many die without crossing a mile of their lives. We motivate ourselves with stories of great men who turned the world upside down but forget to learn from the many who motivated by these people die in vain.
Friends turning foe and relatives throwing curses can shatter almost every mans dream. However, our life is nothing but a dream and one fine day all will wake up to realize what was correct and what was wrong. Is it wrong to trust a friend or is it wrong to save the trust instead of a personal gain.
Once the Times of India wrote that it is said that more then 90% of the Indian Population in major cities suffers from some kind of a mental disease. Why is that so? Shakespeare has well said that when troubles come they come not on single spies but in battalions. An average man lives upto 60 and in todays world when a person reaches half this age and looks back at life he could clearly say that he forgot to live. There is no one who cares enough to hold you in your hands in a calamity. No one in this world can feel a person's pain. No one can ever read a persons mind and thoughts. No one can ever step in another persons shoes. Still there are those who sit at height to counsel and have personal gains.
There is one godly figure my heart pounds and beats as we remember him. He is no God but so divine that he can never be separated from the creator. Rasuallah (SA) whom Allah sent as Rehmat and mercy on this land. And the rehmat still exists in his progeny and their Dai Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin (TUS). The Dawoodi Bohras seek his blessings and have overcome the greatest fo all troubles.
There comes a time when a troubled mind is led to submit to destruction and the more powerful the mind is the larger the destruction is caused. The power of an atomic bomb can be harnessed for peaceful causes but its destructive capacity is massive. The human mind is no different. A peaceful generator of energy can turn destructive when the circumstances are out of control. It does depend on how you deal with it.
The Quran has said that killing a single soul is equal to killing all people. What a brilliant statement and the worlds top so called mentors should know it. The society turns men into criminals by first killing their spirit and their soul. He who kills a soul kills the entire population. The consequences are so wide spread like an atom bomb that is rarely controllable. The destruction is so wide that all Friends and Family feel its heat.
Next time if you see a crime try to know its cause. Did you deprive someone of love and respect. If so each one of us is guilty. Today terror has become the height of discussion everywhere. The breading ground of terror is discrimination and nothing else. The rich discriminate the poor. The powerful discriminate the week. The rights of every person are being stampeded by the rights activists.
Dreaming is never bad but has been labeled unwise and the world following the labeled instructions shatters them to bits and pieces. Self centric persons are those who call others selfish in greed of having their share of respect and right to live. We never know which one of these are we.
Prayers are a Mumin's weapon but what if the weapon has been lost in the wilds of Azkaban. Its upto those who are besides him to help selflessly. It never happens in this world of dreams but only in the dreams of men who dare. A friend in need is a friend indeed.
May Allah bless our beloved Maula (TUS) a long life. Ameen
Labels: Personal, Personal Views
Google's Adsense
Web Publishing and Internet started as a passion in my past and now its a part time income provider. I like to read and write both, to be precise and thats what led me to the business of
web hosting.
Today the hosting and publishing passion has turned into a part time income source. Adsense, I say is one of the best online income providers then any other ad sourcing companies I have ever run into over the many years of web hosting and publishing. It does not come in the way of your content nor design with bogus banners and stuff. It provides genuine ads that are relevant to your content which pulls the interest of the readership resulting in a genuine click through. Well off course a larger part of my web presence income is derived from the
Web Hosting and development business which happens to run smoothly even though there are bad debts but hopefully it is profitable. I would recommend publishers to take advantage of the wonderful program of Google Adsense.
Advertising on the web has never been easy and more precise. The stats that you get are also wonderful and can help you in many ways. One way the stats have helped me is that I have created an
educational blog which has content related to
teaching and education. I created this blog in intention to donate the income derived from this blog to educational purposes. The adsense stats help me know the exact income derived from this blog so that I can use it for the good intent.
Labels: Internet and Hosting, Personal
Fatema Abdul Husain Abadani passes away
It was Thursday, 26th Safar al-Muzaffar 12:50 PM, I was returning from the sabaq from Qusais when Munira called up to say that Daadi had passed away. She told me to come home immediately with Maria and the Kids.
On my way home I called Maria and told her to get ready we were leaving for Ajman and stop at the Masjid to as for the procedures of raza. We contacted Ismail bhai Tambawala for his help and I called Shk Dr. Shakir for raza purposes as the namaaz and tajheez were to be done in Sharjah. I tried to reach Daddy but he would not pick the phone he was still in the sabaq hall.
When I reached Ajman at Husaini Kaka's place the police had arrived and had called the ambulance. I had to call up in khidmat of Shz Saheb (DM) to ask raza on Ajman Amil Saheb for tajheez tawalli in Sharjah. We went to the hospital and everything was quite clear, we would be getting the permission within a few hours with all the complete paper work and that the dafan would be done at night itself.
The doctor wrote the report which was faxed by the on-duty police to the central officers but we did not get a reply till 5 PM. Fida ali Uncle and Shk Ali Nasir went there to find out that the signatory officer concerned was not on duty. He was called in, the papers prepared and just before signing, he found out a loop hole in the doctor's report, it was mentioned "refer to postmortem". The officer said that this doc is nuts, an 85 year old lady who has been sick since the past month. What a crap. But he had to call public prosecution for clearance , it was part of his duty. The Prosecutor called the postmortem doc to write his report. Waiting at the hospital the doc finally arrived at 9:30 PM just to give a green signal. Finally we got the papers ready by 10:30 PM and announced for the namaaz time 7:30 AM Friday morning. Looking back at all this and pondering I understand that all is well that Allah wishes for us. Zaki kaka was stuck at the Oman border and could not have reached in time for the dafan if it were at night and so would Sakina faiji, she was boarding the flight to Dubai at that moment. She was not told of the death of Daadi. She had missed her flight yesterday due to ECR stamp on her passport. Finally she arrived at 2 AM in the morning and asked for Daadi, when she was informed about the incident and it took her with less burden after all.
Another fact of daadi's life ending was that all her children were with her, even her great grand children. Husaini kaka was to leave for Karbala the next day and would not have been present if any thing happened after that.
Some notable facts of the 22 day happenings are so surprising that one can only call it a coincidence but I would call it the dua and barakat of Maula (TUS) whom she has served her entire life. Sweeping the masjid in Mandvi, reciting the Quran with niyat of Maula (TUS). It was Thursday 22 days back when she had an attack on her brain during Fajr namaaz. She was taken to Khalifa Hospital in Ajman in a ambulance. The Doctor after examinations said that her brain has failed to respond due to some infections and it will result in total paralysis. At this stage her left body and tongue was not responding. The eyes too were not responding. An araz was done in Hazarat Aliyah and firman to do sadaqa for 21 days. Her condition deteriorated as days passed and except for her hearing and perception all was down. The Doctor said that recovery was impossible.
After that araz was done 4 times in Hazrat Aliyah for dua. We used to give her zamzam and water of Karbala as well. On the last Thursday, as per Shz Qasim bs Hakimuddin's instructions Ahdul Ehsan was taken. After the ahad she started to get better. The sores on her body started to decrease. On Sunday after Chehlum and araz was done for the 4th time in Hazrat Aliyah. Shifa water was given and her health became better. The food pipe that was not passing her mouth due to sore now passed easily. The sores in her mouth decreased. The doctor told to start giving Milk and stop medication. On Tuesday, the doctor suggested to take her home. We denied fearing infection for her. The doctor said that her health would not improve further then what was seen and that she could live a day or even a year. Finally she returned to Husaini Kaka's place.
Today, 21 days of Sadaqa were over and Husaini kaka was planning to return to karbala with a heavy heart but in Khidmat of Imam Husain (AS). He sat besides her while Munira was serving her water through the pipe. Husaini Kaka took the water from her and gave it to his mother in sigh and sat there. It was during this time about half an hour and Allah's rehmat grasped our beloved mother into its folds. The time of Zawal and the Dua's of Waliullah. The day of Imam Hasan's Shahadat her suyum and our prayers with her always.
May Allah bless our Maula (TUS) our parent a long life and grant our mother his shafa'at. Ameen
Labels: Personal
The Lady: Fatema bai Mulla Karim bhai Abadani
The lady who has lived her life. My grand mother, a lady who recited the Holy Quran most of the time during her old age days and was particular about it during her youth. She is the lady I have known to be most particular about taharat and namaaz. Once she told my wife that she never took her children in the morning before reciting at least 1/4th of a Sipara from the Quran. I have known her to complete the Quran 52 times more then I can remember.
Her will power, I cannot imagine how-to describe it accept that we have inherited a little part of it from her. It would not be a boast if she were to be describe as the iron-lady, the daughter of Gulam Husain Abadani, brother of my great grand father Mulla Abdul Husain Abadani. People of Mandvi, Kutch would indeed know the Abadanis well. She is the mother of 4 Children and an angel for us all.
What more could be said about her. The lady has 10 Grand children out of whom 4 are married and 5 great grand children all of whom have had the luck to get her duas and the warmth of her motherly lap. She is now in the most painful stage of her life. Being hospitalized since 10 days, as of today, her health is degrading day by day. Her body parts including the tongue has stopped responding but she hears and understands all that is said to her. Her brain has stopped working partly and we all cannot see the pain she is in. She has prayed for our prosperity and health throughout her life and now we pray for her peace and comfort.
May Allah bless her with the dua of Aqmoula (TUS) and ease her pain and suffering which we feel in our hearts.
Labels: Personal
Sight Seeing in Srilanka
Sigiriya - Ancient City, 1600 years old rock fortress, 210 mtr above sea.
Dambulla - Golden Temple.
Matale - Spice Garden.
kandy - Night stay at Thilanka Hotel.
Peradeniya - Botanical Garden.
Ramboda Falls.
Lambookellie - Mackwoods Tea. Center, 1700 mtr above sea level, 12 km from Nuwara Eliya, lunch in Kikiliyamana.
Nuwara Eliya - night stay at a nice and cosy hotel.
Hatton - waterfall, Devon Falls 97 mtr, St. Clair Tea Center.
Kithulgala - White Water's Edge (water rafting) Kwai river.
Labels: Personal
Colombo Ashara
My instinct was telling me long that Colombo would be the one this time, though I neglected that feeling knowing that all logical aspects were against my thinking and one fine day father called me up to let me know that the venue of Ashara was Colombo. I could not belive it nor could anyone else. Soon we came to know that a lot of infrastructure and management had not been in proper place for the event. Waliullah and the Dai of Imam Husain knowing the best arrived in Sarendeeb announcing in the arrival address that it was necessary for him to come to Colombo. Soon the hurdles seem to pass away and when I reached the venue it seemed that everything was a mess. That night was Gurratus Shehr. Huzurala (TUS) was jalwanuma in the majlis till 9:35 PM, 2 hours and thousands of Mumineen blessed with qadambosi sharaf.
The next day I came to know that I was no longer involved in Reflections after 4 years. Whatever that was, I know, that the wrong doers will pay. On the other hand I went on to the Hawaij dept. to serve my days and it was a relaxing job after all had happened. The experience was enhancing for all my longings for offering khidmat of Imam Husain (AS) and Aqamaula (TUS). As usual Moula (tus) knows the best how I got the sharaf qadambosi on Ashura night. I stood there in front of Moula for a couple of minutes while refreshment was served and then did qadambosi as if I were in a ziyafat. Salaam, qadambosi and a sharaf to do khidmat of Huzurala's qadam mubarak. It was all but a tashreef of the little things I did not worthy of any counting.
After Ashara, we all, father, mother, Nuruddin, Jamila, Mustafa, Moiz, Munira and kaki went to a little sight seeing. Sigriya was our first stop and then a night's stay at Kandy, for whihc I have a dreadful experience. The next day we headed to Perediniya (Botanical Garden), Ramboda Falls, a tea estate and nights stay at Nuwara Eliya. Next day we returned to Colombo having the fun to rafting on the way, in the Kwai river.
I returned on Saturday the 3rd of Feb after a 18 day journey. A long life awaits as I return.
Barakaat and saadat is what will remain forever. May Allah bless Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin a long life. Ameen
Labels: Ashara, Personal
The rain made our day.
It has been sometime since I have been blogging. There have been many events during the past few months which has kept me busy and busy. I have been observing a lot during these days and studying different prospects which I think will change my lifestyle in the comming days.
Well, here is the latest. It was 2nd of December the National Day of UAE and we had arranged a picnic for the IT Committee. We folks have been knowing each other since sometime and have been offering our khidmat to the community, that's what had brought all of us together, apart for the love for microchips.
Well the picnic was arranged but just a few attended and it was a family picnic on the whole. We had prepared ourselves for the Mushrif Park in Dubai and we were in for a surprise when I woke in the morning. It was pouring cats and dogs and it was certain that the streets had been flooded. Finally, it was courtious of Yusuf bhai Sandalwala to take the lead and call the gathering at his place. Most of us were lucky enough to reach till noon as a result of the flooding streets.
We had lunch and just gossiped the whole day. We kept talking on various topics and the hotest of all was traffic and rents. Well, atleast thats the most discussed topic anywhere in the UAE.
Did I forget something, malida, well Mohammed bhai Sherawala was in for a big surprise and I am sure he wont forget it and make a point of coming on time.
The climate was cool and rain kept pouring but in the evening when it calmed a bit we took the opportunity and started the fire. It was time for coal and smoke for filling the not so hungry stomach. But the Kababs were excellent and so was the chicken. That was a great day after all.
Labels: IT Committee, Personal
As Shehrullah approached daddy told me that they were going for wajebat araz to Hasanfeer and Aliasger was to join them. I thought of asking Qusai bs about myself as well. The amount was too small to be counted but karam is the word I would utter as I was told that I could go alone and not join my family. We had prepared to leave on the 1st night itself and the farman arrived that no one come to Hasanfir if their rozas are missed due to hadd al-qasr.
It was on the 9th that Qusai bs called me and said that you should leave immediately. He said that Qutbuddin bhai Virpurwala (Daruwala) was arranging for the tickets. Soon I was told that we were to leave the next day itself in an Indian Airlines flight directly to Ahmedabad.
We reached Ahmedabad on the 11th of Shehruallah, Tuesday. A group of 6 including myslef, Qutub bhai, Abdul Husain bhai, Juzer bhai Kagalwala and his daughter and Idris bhai Janoowala. A car was arranged by Juzer bhai to pick us from the airport. We went to the roza, did ziyarat and left immediately for Hasanfir.
As and when we reached we were in a dilemma weather to return to Ahmedabad or stay at Hasanfir or go somewhere else for the night, Sidhpur perhaps. When we were told that Saylawi was close-by. After completing the wajebat formalities and getting our cards, offering the gongas, as Idris bhai terms it, we all were pretty calm except for him. He was in a fix, as he did not get the cards for he had come without informing Yunus Bs. After offering our first namaz of Shehrullah with Huzurala (TUS) we left for Selavi, we freshened up and dumped our luggage and returned to Hasanfir for Maghrib Isha Namaaz. Idris bhi was in Hasanfir as we made the trip. After namaaz we returned to Selavi. The gonga talk was all over and the name came into existence.
Wednesday, 12th of Shehrullah was the big day. We started early at 7 to reach Hasanfir from Selavi (Mazar of Mowlai Noor Bhai Saheb). We were early and the nizaam was very nice. Within an hour of Maula's arrival we were finished with Qadambodi. Huzurala (TUS) blessed me with nazar and dua as I did Qadambosi and araz was done by Yunus BS that I was a moallim. A Shawl was given in Tashreef by Maula (TUS) and we were all relaxed and calm that our wishes had been fulfilled. After Zohr/Asr Namaaz we returned to Selavi, did ziyarat in Dhinoj en-route to Ahmedabad. On the way we had quails for dinner.
It was scorching in Ahmedabad as we reached late at night. We had to go to a hotel which was not a luxury at all, except for the A/C. The next day we took the domestic flight to Mumbai and we decided to leave for Pune with Qutub bhai. We reached Pune quite late. Had dinner in a restaurant and slept the night at Qutub bhai's inlaws. He was quite a host. We enjoyed every bit of the trip thanks to him.
We returned from Mumbai to Sharjah Int'l Airport on the 6th of October 15th of Shehre Ramadan with barakaat of Qadambosi, dua mubarak of Aqamawla (TUS), namaaz, ziyarat Duat Kiram in Ahmedabad, Mumbai, and Hudud Fozola in Selavi, Dinoj and Pune.
May Allah bless our beloved Mawla (TUS) with a long life in sehat and afiyat. Ameen
Labels: Personal, Shehrullah
Shehrullah - The days of piety have arrived
The Month of Ramadan is known as
Shehrullahil Moazzam meaning the glorified month of Allah. These days Muslims around the world observe fasts day long and engross themselves in
Ibadat. The hearts and eyes weep in repentence of past sins and the body parts tire themselves in seeking the mercy of Allah by offering namaaz, alms, observing fasts, reciting the Quran-e-Majid and Duas. Mumineen Mukhliseen are blessed by the bounty of the presence of waliullah amongst them and thus are sure of acceptence of the
joh'dal muqil.Myself a humble slave of Allah and a servant of his wali, have been long waiting for these days of grace and mercy should I get a moment of Allah's grace and the happiness and joy of my Moula (TUS).
Here I quote "The man who is swimming against the stream knows the strength of it."
Woodrow WilsonCertain things have been a habit to me which are too hard to break and some of the built in nature needs to be altered. It is a huge tidal wave that needs to be crossed and I am sure my Moula (TUS) is always with me. Just a small support of loved ones is what would make the journey easy, for I am swimming against the stream of my own unconscience self.
May Allah bless our beloved Moula (TUS) a long and healthy life. Ameen
Labels: Personal, Shehrullah
Aqiqa of Khadija on Day 7
Labels: Khadija, Personal
Khadija - Birth to Chatti (al-Hamdolillah)
Name: Khadija
Birth Place: Central Pvt. Hospital - Sharjah (UAE)
Born at: 3:55 PM
Weight at Birth: 3.1 KG
Attendin Doctor: Dr. Meenu Mathur
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The Baby is fine, Alhamdolillah
On Sunday, Maria and the baby were home at 7 PM everything being normal and good as expected by Dua of Moula (TUS), many thanks and shukr to Allah.
Around mid-night I had to take her to Central Hospital as she was shivering and had turned blue. She also had a mild fever. A padeatric was called and he diagnosed her of being dehydrated. We came back home with a few adol drops and had given her some water and top-milk. I checked her temprature in the morning and she was having 37.5. At 8 AM the doctor saw her again and said that she seemed fine with no symptoms to worry about nor any fever. Her reflexes were also good.
At around 6 PM the same day, Monday, we took her to the government hospital and she was taken in at the emergency and admitted to the Qasimmiya Hospital. The doctor was quite young and took time to see her. She weighted 2750 gms tonight, which was around 8% less from birth as per the doctor's calculations. He took some blood for blood culture and kept her under observation the whole night. The nurses and the medical staff at Qasimiya are very nice and cooperative. Maria had to stay back at the hospital. The next day we were told that she had a dehydration fever and that she was normal now but should be kept and eye on just to be sure.
The doctor dis-charged her at around 10 Pm upon insisting that the mother and child were not comfartable at the hospital and should leave if medical advice permitted so. Finally, we came home and now I feel a bit relaxed. Many thanks to my Moula (TUS) whom we kept remembering throughout these days.
The one thing I learned was that if its an emergency in Sharjah, then the Govt. Hospital should be approached just for the sake that they have doctors for all faculties round the clock and they take utmost care of the patient. The baby was kept at the hospital for more then 24 hours with excellent care and medical treatment and not a penny charged.
Labels: Khadija, Personal
Its a Baby Girl
The vacations are over and the Madrasa has started regularly and days have started to pass by as usual.
It is a joyfull day for me and my family when daddy came to the madrasa to inform me that Maria had given birth to a baby girl. At first I could not believe it could be a girl, its a first one in our family. I took leave and went to Central Pvt Hospital to see the baby.
Alhamdolillah, both the mother and the child are fine.
The darling girl was so cute and tiny, I held her in my hands and recited the Ayats of Hashr, Mo'awwazatain and Azan in her ears. The picture was in front of my eyes when I had asked Moula (TUS) for her name.
The little Maria, as she looks like her mother, weighted 3.1 KG and was recieved by Doctor Meenu Mathur at 3:55 PM on Saturday, 26th August 2006 / 2 Shaban al-Kareem 1427H. She is exactly 3 Years and 3 Months younger then her brother Mohammed.
May Allah Subhanahu bless her life under the auspicious shade of Moula's blessing and nazaraat and grant her the bounty of ilm-e-Ale Mohammed by the walayat and love of Moula (TUS) that she carries in her veins.
May Allah bless our Moula (TUS) with a long life. Ameen
Labels: Khadija, Personal
Live Audio /Video Relay from Burhani Masjid Dubai
Hasan Qutbi known to me since a couple of years is the brain around this entire relay drill. Audio/Video that seemed to be possible only through ISDN point to point connection is has now been made possible through DSL lines as well through remote connection to a CUTE little device
"SlingBox". The device basically used for streaming your home TV shows to the desktop has done the job.
The only drawback was that the device supports single connections or maybe its the DSL line that has a single IP to allow remote connection to the box. The device is just wonderful and I got to try it out. I am having an idea about conferencing through this box if this entire drill works well and good.
Labels: IT Committee, Personal, Technology
Poison is the sweetest of wine with your hands
Love and sacrifice go hand in hand. Love demands sacrifice time and again. The chain is never ending even if you have nothing to spare. It is only true love that withstands such tyranny and such harsh tests.
My love has always given me and blessed me with the happiness my soul can feel from deep within. It is for the sake of this eternal love that I willingly drink the poisons of envy, jealosy and small thought. I fruitfully swallow the soar words and continious slappings and moments of embarrasement as if the poison was sweet wine.
Time hits hard the most staunchest of all lovers and tries them with the most rigorous of all calamities but true love, as of mine, sees the lovely smile of the eternal beauty that the beholder has seen. None can see and feel what we feel. The power of love make us super-humans.
May Allah bless you, oh my love, with all the happiness and our lives and days lay sacrificed on you. Ameen
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Ziyafat and the Day of counting the numerous blessings
We were counting days and hours and then minutes as we came closer to the great day. Suddenly I heard the call of "Bismillah" and my eyes looked at the glimmering and noorani face of what could be called living paradise on earth.
We had been working hours long for this day and had been at Saifee Mahal since Saturday night when we reached Mumbai. Although the Gulf Air flight was very much tiring and had exhausted us but once at the Qasr Mubarak of Moula just next to his resting room was so peaceful that we forgot how tired we were. The next 30 hours or so were quite a drill for the decoration of which I was a very minute part but the needle-lady did get her name listed among those who had gathered to buy of Yusuf (AS).
I did feel sad due to some reasons that I anticipated to have but could not. Lacking was in me and there is always a next time. I just cried when I felt to and as much as I could sitting just near the door of Maula's Gurfah Mubaraka and voiced my wishes as I kept doing what I was supposed to. The tazyeen seemed to have a long way to go on Saturday night and the khidmat was more important, I reminded myslef, then asking my duas. One cannot stop the tears from rolling. Deprivity is not the word but I did gain something that I don't know. The Alms I beg are maybe too much for a begger like me and that which I was given will feed me forever.
Why do the tears roll then. I fear that if death came upon me I would have missed something and therefore I asked to have recieved the pleasure and the honours of being in the Qadam mubarak of Moula (TUS).
A sinner I am but repentence is in my blood just as it is godly to forgive. My love for my Maula (TUS) makes my tears roll down as I remember the numerous bounties that he has bestowed on me. It has been a few months since I started to think of a ziyafat and the dua listened so soon. I could not believe myself. All my lasting araz done in a few moments. Araz of Mohammed, Maria and my father. Everything was so smooth as if I were alone in the ziyafat. Maula (TUS) asked if the Kitaabs I presented were hadiyah. Moula (TUS) emphasised on the Khidmat of the IT Committee as he said "IT Committee ni khidmat numaya che". I have been blessed with so many barakaat that I could not comprehend. Shukr is the word on my lips.
A night before the ziyafat a miskeen of Maula's karam and ehsan stood in the garden of saifee mahal praying to Allah and suddenly the light of Maula's balcony lit. A few minutes later I saw Maula walking in the balcony. After a year this was the first glimpse of Maula and it was the first sign of my voice being heard.
Human's err and human's are so prone to make mistakes that it could be within the blink of an eye. A thought may come from the blues and imprision you. It is then when you are put to test. I do not know where I stand but the test was rigorous and the mark sheet, yet to come. The only thing I could say is that: Maula! Whatever be, my love for you is inborn and eternal. Hold my hands in the adverse of times and hold me in your hands when I am too tired to walk and go on in life.
The countless blessings that Maula bestows on us cannot be comprehended by a mere human mind full of worldly thoughts and is far from being known to the pen. May Allah Subhanahu bless our beloved Moula (TUS) with a long and healthy life. Ameen
Labels: Personal
Ziyafat of Shareqah Mumineen
Karam and ehsan are the two words that describe the grace of our beloved Maula (TUS). I was thinking about the Ziyafat from the very first day when Qusai Bs expressed his vision. It is quite a difficult thing to decide finding ourselves trapped in the materialistic world.
Finally, I made up my mind to go ahead for what I thought was somthing that I had long wished. Though I had hoped that Maula (TUS) would grace my home but then maybe this was the first step. I had been long thinking of what I would present in Maula's hazrat because as far as I can understand myself I find my self null. I have nothing to offer to a great sultan of the world whose leadership extends over the souls of the universe. I have only 2 Kitaabs that could be presented though that too seems to less. I find myself in a state of irony as I think as what to do and how to prepare. My soul shivering with the very thought of standing before the eminent maqaam.
Thoughts come forward to ask Maula (TUS) for his nemat but the lip could not sound it and put in words. How could I ask of what I am not entitled to, nor can my sight rise to such unprecedented heights. The karam of Maula has always been a blanket on my sins and errors. infact the curtain of his kindness has made me more of a sinner as has his forgiving nature.
It has always been that Maula has covered my soul by his soothing nazaraat, that has kindled my spirit and kept me going.
May Allah bless our beloved Maula with a long life and may our generations reap their unprecedented barakaat and achieve such heights by his nazaraat. Ameen
Labels: Personal
Asbaq for the IT Committee of Sharjah
Allah Subhanahu has said in the Qur'an-e-Majid that "Allah will raise high in ranks those who have faith and those who are given Ilm." To seek knowledge has always been compulsary on the Human race since its very existence but you will get what you seek is not obligatory. It is a bounty of Allah and cannot be forcefully achieved.
Dua and the enthusiasm with which one seeks the truth does play an important role in achieving the target. The above Ayat not only shows the importance of Ilm but also reflects that amal is based on Ilm and cannot be benifited from to the optimal level till you have the knowledge needed for it. It is only Ilm that uplifts man and nothing else, Eman being the base of it.
We had sought raza for two kitaabs that are very crucial especially when it comes to the life of khidmat. One is Authored by Syednal Qadi al-Noman and the other by Syedna Hatim (RA). My intent was to provide a booster to the committee members for their most important and many khidmat, might they rise and work harder to achieve the joy of Maula's (TUS) qalb mubarak.
Getting raza for such lofty kitaabs was a bit hard as my friends and co-workers had never attended any asbaq before not even the basic kitaabs that build the foundation of our studies as we go on. I was afraid that we would not be the blessed once but the generosity of Syedna knows no limits nor has any boundaries for which our gratitude can never be enough.
There are always those who do not recognize the bounties of the lord and loose out. And there are those who receive it with much gratitude and humility these are the men who win the coin and are blesssed by Allah.
Yesterday night Janab Qusai BS handed to me the misaal for raza for the sabaqs and we started today. May Allah bless our Maula (TUS) for his azeem nemat and ehsan.
Labels: IT Committee, Personal
Talent and Trust
People do not trust you with the number of degrees and certificates you have rather they trust you with the level of experiance they have with you, the kind of personal aquintance or even from the feedback of the mass. Rarely people take their own decisions and mostly depend on the mass for a not so perfect of 'who' you are.
Personally I have seen my clients who trust me are people who know me persoanally rather then my company and rarely do people who do not know me personally tie-up in a deal with our company. Thats how everything works.
I am involved in many community projects locally and within wider areas but I find that even those who recommend my work from within my pears at a different level have little say over dependence on my type of work. They find it difficult to overcome the trust of their superiors that is rather built in their local charming boys though they lack far behind.
Another thing seen was that I have been a topper in Jamea in my class for years and have passed in Imteyaaz (Distinction) but that does not matter anymore. Nor does the hardwork and perspiration matter. What matters is a piece of paper which I may not have, although being having crossed the boundaries.
I have always wanted to impart what I received, as a matter of generosity from my master and not a result of my pace, but have never got the chance. To impart does not mean to show my abilities as these are gifted but is a matter of thanks giving to my master for his kind and generous deed. Wonder if my fate is so. Allah knows.
So well said by John Milton, "They also serve who stand and wait". The point of service is not in standing, instead it lies in the patience and grace of the long wait. On the other hand the wait must involve the strain of the tiring stand.
Therefore I will always continue with my humble khidmat as long as it takes or until my legs fall apart and my breath cease to be in my company.
Labels: Personal
Madrasa Exams and the end of a Year
Today the exams of our madrasa started. Shk Husain Hafizji, Shk Huzaifa and M Aliager bhai have come for the Imtehan from India. I went early morning to pick-up Shk Huzaifa bhai from Dubai for the Writtens. The Papers were simple enough and I expect that the kids must have done good enough.
Its difficult to manage extreme conditions and if there are people like me, I am sure its more difficult to manage the situation. I am not much of a high goer but it does matter to some people who take it seriously. One cannot understand another person unless he is in that person's shoes. It is very difficult for each person to understand the other person's responsibilities and burdens unless you are in the same situation. At times I find myself trying to see a situation from the perspective of the other person but its way too difficult. So I should understand.
The orals also were fine and I find myself quite relaxed after a long week. Ego is something that man has brought with himself to this world and to cope with ones own ego is far more difficult then to deal with the ego of our contemporaries. I am quite proud of my kids of saniya, they did put in a lot of effort and were better then my expectations.
Labels: Madrasa, Personal
Ashara and Ashura in Sharjah
It has been many years since I last did Ashara out of Moula's (TUS) hazrat. I had been preparing to go for Ashara khidmat when it was announced that no one was to go to Mumbai. I didn't get a chance to go for waaz and also was tempted not to go to Mumbai, don't know why. My good friends did offer me accomodation at their place and I am thankful to them, but I just didn't want to go.
Well, this was the first time I was in Sharjah during Ashara and it was not anything like when you are doing Ashara with Moula (TUS). I did make up my mind and plungged into khidmat here. Here the IT Committee that was formed some 3 years back had now changed with many people coming in and an additional department to look after, the sound system - along with the relay. There was a lot of work and everything needed to be streamlined. People are new and need to be handled with care. I was a bit rough at times and that is a problem that I faced while handling the job.
As for everywhere our committee was no exception, I would like to quote a friend of mine, "There are too many Chiefs and no Indians". It is hard for a person who is in lead to tell a programmer to go sit and do data entry, but someone had to do it. I did try and set an example as I went on but did it work or not is not yet clear.
We did do a good job as a team. There are many people who work hard and as volunteers they need applaud. I am very much thankful to our Amil Saheb Qusai Bs Jamaluddin for supporting us as a committee by not only backing our plans but financially making us fit. The one thing everyone on the team appreciated was that on the day of Ashura, during the maqtal, he mentioned our team with a lot on emphasis and priority. He said that "The one group he would especially want to mention are those who are behind the curtains and are not seen in public...these are the IT Committee."
We all had a great feeling that each and everyday we had listened to Moula (TUS) and we done deedar. All because of the technology that is meant to serve our faith and our Moula (TUS). 2 waaz relayed through sattelite and one waaz 65 minutes video recording. Azeem Nemat. On the eve of Ashura we listened to the live kalemaat of Moula (TUS) for 30 Minutes and then Moula's paighaam for 15 Minutes. On Ashura another recording in which Mola (TUS) councelled Mumineen. May Allah bless him with a long life.
After about 5 years or so I was to deliver the bayan bayn al-Salatain on Ashura. I had been doing little preparations and had jotted a few points to mention in the wasila. I would like you, my reader, to know that it is the most difficult and easy of all tasks to make people weep on Imam Husain (AS). I was shivering before I stood up and it was not the first time I have spoken in public. I am used to it. But this time was unique. I just wished from my inner most part that Mola (TUS) bless me to fullfil his khidmat. As I stood next to the thakt and started the wasila the fear vanished. The fear was not what is called
stage fear but of properly doing my part of Khidmat. I felt as if I was lifted in air as soon as I started. Al-Hamdolillah, by the dua of Moula (TUS) and his nazaraat it was a piece of cake.
I felt much relaxed after the wasila and now as I listen to the recording I feel that I could not have ever done it were it not for the sake of Imam Husain (AS) and his Dai (TUS).
Apart from all this, its so relaxing that Mustafa bhai, who was in portugal for waaz, both of us co-ordinated the reflections though we could not finish all of them but atleast we did some of it through the internet. The most incredible thing was that we were miles and miles away from the venue and alhamdolillah it was a great achievement and both Mustafa's niyat and mine took good shape. Qusai Bs also helped print and distribute the reflections in Sharjah and asked Shz Saheb to be distributed in Dubai too.
Labels: Ashara, IT Committee, Personal
New Year - Hijri 1427
New Year has arrived and has shadowed us with enormous bounties especially the barakaat of live audioviz relay of Aqa Moula (TUS)'s first waaz mubarak.
We wish you all heartiest mubarakbadi on the auspicious occasion. The year is starting with the deedar of our beloved Moula (TUS) and lets all pray that it remains the same the whole year through.
"I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody."
A quote of bill cosby and it is to remind myself to keep focused on one thing, pleasing the only human soul we will forever love and stay bound to, in this world and the hereafter, our beloved Moula Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin (TUS).
We humbly request your kind remembrance in your dua during these auspicious days of barkaat of buka and matam on Imam Husain (AS) especially on the day of Ashura.
Wassalaam,
Abdy Syedna wa Amatehi (TUS),
Juzar Shk Yusuf bhai,
Maria Mu. Juzar
Mohammed Mu Juzar
Labels: Ashara, Personal
Use what talent you possess - the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best
Henry Van's words make me think that I should try my best to prepare for doing the waaz if I was to be granted the moze. The words give me light as I start preparing myself for the azeem khidmat.
I will start picking up and looking at awraaq and kitabs from tonight as soon as I return from the purchase trip with the IT committee for the Ashara preparations in Sharjah. We have to go a leap forward and acquire more techinically sound stuff looking at the future rather then the immediate now.
Labels: Ashara, Personal
Doing waaz in Ashara
It has been sometime since I have really done any preparation for doing a waaz that too in Ashara, maybe 7 years. Thats a long time. Since 1419 H I haven't done waaz and maybe if I get a
moze this year I might have to prepare for one. It is realy tough making people weep in rememberence of the sacrifice of Imam Husain (AS) and is the greatest of all Khidmats and lots of responsibility.
I have done araz for khidmat husainiyah since there is a
farman that no one attend Ashara with Huzurala (TUS). I would have prefered to attend with Moula (TUS) but then this is the second best choice if I had to make one. Waiting for farman is also tense since at times waaz must be prepared according to the locality and the maturity of the people who are to listen to it.
I haven't had it difficult to deliver a speech or a bayan on a particular subject ever. And I guess this is the barakat of Jamea Saifiyah only. Offcourse the nazaraat of my beloved Moula (TUS) is the soul of all my strength. I write as I ponder and think on what to do. How wil I prepare myself for such a huge responsibility and by heart beats faster as I think of the farman to go to any xyz place for waaz. Surely, I rely on my Moula's Nazaraat rather then my own capacity which is not only too short to handle such an enormous duty but also has caught what I call, rust, due to the long break.
I have a lot of
mawaad and content for the purpose but still feel nervous. I can feel the fear in my veins as tears roll on my cheeks. But I have to do what I have to do. I wait to serve.
They also serve who stand and wait. Mumineen are hungry to cry aloud and mourn Imam Husain (AS) and recieve more ilm during ashara and it is the Dai of Ale Mohammed (AS) who not only has the right but the power to deliver it to them. We Khidmat Guzaars are merely tools in his hand.
I do humbly ask all readers and my friends to remember me during these days. And I am sure I will do the best to make my Moula (TUS) happy with all his help and nazaraat. May Allah bless Moula (TUS) with sehat and afiyat forever. Ameen.
Labels: Ashara, Personal
People who can't bare the sight of you land up doing their own laundry
There are people in this world who want to have all the skills of other people. We call such a person "Jack of all, king of none". These people often look at society with mis-trust and want to have all the skills just to isolate themselves. Instead of trying to cope-up with the temperments of other people and adjust in the society and taking advantage of the skill-sets other people they try to manage it all. The result is that they loose out. They cannot focus on their own skills and leave their jobs incomplete. Just for the sake of competing with others and feed their insecurities these people neglect the best people available for the job.
Leaders can't be from this category. Leaders are people who delegate their work. Delegation skills are the most important of all skills needed to be a leader or a head of the department. This skill requires you to tackle the most stubborn person for getting a job well-done. On the other hand if a leader tries to do everything by himself or tries to delegate the a job to a non-qualified person just to feed his insecurity, then it will end up in turmoil.
I was watching "Kittu Sab Janti Hai" a TV show on Sahara One which gives much insight in the above passage. The show is like this. The new boss Yuvraj seeks to be a perfectionist and for some reason tries to put down Kittu and hand over her work to someone else, the granddaughter of the defence minister. On the other hand he plays the same trick with Jogi a political reporter who has good reach and insider contacts that are badly needed for News channels. He replaces this guy for some personal reason maybe, with the son of the Finance Minister. Yuvraj thinks that his channel is in no need of such people as Yogi and Kittu and that the channel is not dependent on their skills.
I am not sure what the turn-out of the show would be but this attitude has already landed Yuvraj into trouble and embarrasment once and I am sure this is what happens in real life as well.
Imam Ahmd al-Mastur (AS) has said in epistoles of the brethren of purity - Ikhwanus Safa that we should "Seek the help and aid in every work or skill from the concerned people".
Labels: Interesting, Madrasa, Personal
To Be or Not to Be
I find myself in a dilemma or to be precise a cross road of life. At this age of mine people say that half of the world tour has completed and a little pending. I see myself tired and struggling to settle down when suddenly I have been given a choice to start anew and though at times I see this as an opportunity I fear that I won’t be able to settle in the new world.
Imagine living in a country with a powerful currency that has a power parity that the economies of the developing nations wish eagerly and then shift to a place where inflation is high and the power parity of money is almost zero comparatively. It would surely mean hard. I am not talking about retiring when you spend what you have earned, rather, to start earning in a different manner.
Another dilemma to crossing the road would be to change my current lifestyle as well as those who are directly associated with me, my wife and my loving son. In addition to the educational responsibilities of my 2 year old that I burden.
Looking at the pros I have an opportunity to fly out of the current mess in my life and settle with respect and dignity. It would be an opportunity to elevate myself as I strive to seek the happiness of Moula which I do at the present moment as well. Today, my future is uncertain as well as my bread is insecure except for my belief in Allah but I do doubt that I would be secure if I took up the task I am being offered. What about my status quo will it be that of a khidmat guzaar who has taqarrur from Moula or will it be a mere temporary settlement then it would be no more then what I find myself in today. At the moment I am actively involved in ilmi khidmat with teaching as well as sabaqs and I wonder if I would even get such opportunities ever again or will the question of not being farigh appear before me.
As a Dawoodi Bohra who has had an ancestral history of khidmat I am a firm believer in my Moula (TUS) and I have the stamina to work non-stop keeping in mind Moula’s picture, my management skills are good and I can handle people well when I am told to work my way round in a team. I am a team player but I rarely give-up my ideas which are exceptional and beneficial always, but at times not too and I am ready to listen and merge-in provided my reason is satisfied. I do not go along being a sub-ordinate for several reasons. One I could say would be my own ego which is not much of a matter, maybe once in a hundred times but then I could work it out. Another reason is a major problem and that is, I have noticed and experienced that my superiors always see me as the one who tries to overtake them or topple them which I don’t intend to. I just innocently pop an idea and as a result they might feel stampeded by, resulting in politics and that’s why I have always suffered professional loss. Managing events single handedly would result in colorful results therefore I hate nose poking in my affairs. Similarly I keep my nose away from poking into the matters of others. This is where politics comes in again and I am no good a politician or a diplomat in my terms.
Finally I have left it to my destiny and want to stop thinking about it anymore. I have experienced that my Moula (TUS) has never let me down and had been walking me trough the path of life and carried me along the way during the most adverse of situations.
Labels: Personal
My Hosting Experiance.
I have been around providing hosting since 5 years to a local client base. First I was with onefusion who suddenly vanished in the blues and then I shifted to surpass, have been with them since a year and a half or even more. My experiance with their support is very good. Their support is good and most of the problems easily solved.
My worst experiance with them is that their uptime. They were having problems with their Pass6 last March and it took them a month to restore all accounts to normal. I was really fed-up with my clients yelling at me but I had back-ups and I shifted them temporarily to windows account.
After that I am still very much concerned of their uptime. Surpass always has problems with uptime, though the server is back up as soo as you complain but this makes no sense. Dont they monitor their server??
Pass6 is the server where I am, I cant say much about other servers and their support is fine. I am not much concerned of the uptimeas it occurs when most of my customers are asleep, I have local customers mostly. But it does effect all of us as we miss out on mails at times. I hope the good people at surpass keep do something for providing a better uptime.
CPANEL and WHM is the control panel I love its features are excellent and good for end users as well as resellers.
Their price is also fine for me and I cant find a better price then theirs, if anyone has good experiance somewhere else for the same price let me know.
As for CPanel and WHM on linux I would like to have a dedicated managed server if I could get one for a good price and with a good company. End2End Management of the server is much more important.
As for ASPWEBSERVER all I can say is thumbs up. They are exellent people when it comes to problem solving and support. They have online live chat on yahoo and msn as well.
Their uptime is very good as far as I am concerned. I have been with them since the past 3 years and they are very good.
The only drawback is their Control panel which does not support mailing lists and they do not provide MS SQL database. I had asked them to provide me MS SQL for an extra price but they declined. I had to buy an account with jodohost for getting MS SQL and I guess I will have to leave aspwebserver, though I am not sure about it yet. I might downgrade my account with them if I was to continue wih aspwebserver and also jodohost.
I do not like the restriction of limited control panel that jodohost has. It limits our capability to resell the resources / accounts though their domain hosting is unlimited but the clients usually ask for control panels and that is a draw back of the h-Sphere conol panel. The panel is in itself 6 USD a year which adds to the cost.
I have just written my experiace with several hosts.
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Labels: Internet and Hosting, Personal
Reflecting my thoughts.
Having studied at Al-Jamea-tus-Saifiyah in Surat I had mastered the Arabic language particularly the classical version. IB was an integral part of the Jamea syllabus. I wonder how I had topped in biology at IB in Jamea being a novice. It reminds me of the days of childhood when I used to dream becoming a doctor and taking up medicine as a profession.
Wonder that dream changed or did it not and turned into a reality. In a much junior class we were given an assignment on "The best Profession". I remember and infact still have a copy of the eassy which had a basic level argument at that particular stage of mind proclaiming that "Teaching was the best profession".
I did end up in teaching fianlly. I wonder where my dream of becoming a medical professional evaporated or did it take new shape.
At a later stage in Jamea one of the books of Syedna al-Qadi al-Noman - A journal of the revered Chief Justice of the Fatemi Empire - gave me an insight that I still remember. One of the Imams was given a book by his father being told that it was on the subject of medicine, a very noble subject and field of knowledge as refered by the father. The Imam sat down night long reading the book and reported the next day having found nothing related to medicine. The father replied that it was indeed so. It had the know-how off curing the illness of the spirit. The knowledge of that would quench the thirst of desprate souls in search for salvation.
Jamea Saifiyah did give me an insight in the knowledge of spiritual medicine, a small breafing though, and a long way to go. I am no preacher or an expert teacher but do have a little insight in to the ilm of Ale Mohammed. It may be limited but I do continue to expand my boundries. I may not be an expert that can consult any jack and joe but I keep learning.
After being into the practical world leaving the student life of Jamea behind since 5 years I can say I am still a student of the Fatemi philosophy and do need lots of improvement. There are people who wish for a perfect world and pray for it but it never happens. All that can happen is a perfect self. I do believe in that. It happens to many and for most when they have no more to live. The time is already over.
Writing about my thoughts that are yet vivid is a passion to me. Joining the Nextgen and mumineen.org was a good experiance and having known so many people it feels good to be loved and understood. The knowledge of classical Arabic and English made me pen about the subject I am a student of. At several occasions I do find blocks and at times the words just dont seem to end.
I still wonder how I ended up into this tech biz. Web Hosting was an idea that popped up early in the year 2002 and I did loose a lot of money and time innitially as this was not a serious thought but a learning proccess. I have covered most of the losses I made but the profits are not luring any more. I wonder if I should continue but then I do want to preserve the identity of EKHWAN. The name was popped up when I was trying to get a brand for my self. Ekhwan means Brothers. Innitially I was thinking of Ikhwanus Safa but then Ekhwan seemed right and I branded my cyber or net exsistence as Ekhwan. This was what Dai Abi Abdillah used to call the Mumineen of Kutamah, who were his followers. The Dai of Imam Mehdi to North Africa. Since then I having been logging my thoughts in words and print hoping that someday it might take up a role of perfection in action as well. The quest is still a long way to go. The medical doctor has yet to become and will remain a student till the last breath.
I wonder if we should ever stop writing or talking on our beliefs of perfection in fear of criticism over our contraversial actions. Does not our talk leap us a step forward towards the dream of the staunchest critic, a dreamer who wants to see a perfect world. If so then all priest and preachers should seek an alternate job.
Labels: Jamea, Personal
