Making a difference

History has known the people who have spent their lives behind ideas that have become realities of today and it has taken years to bring those thoughts to shape. It was their initiative, but the world seldom remembers those who have influenced the lives of others by thinking differently.
Years of dedication and thinking have brought to life an idea that I had envisioned and though poeple are happy with it I have rarely felt that joy. Any how I do feel very lucky and grateful to my Maula (TUS) whose duas have materialized my virtual dreams into reality and there is much more to do. I feel his eyes looking at me as I write this log. May Allah bless our beloved Maula (TUS) with the pink of health.

Raigarh Ashara 1431

It was almost 3 hours before the Pehli Raat that I got the Taqleed Mubarak and it was very far off. RAIGARH in Chhattisgarh is 2 hours by train from Bilaspur. The nearest International Airport is Nagpur. Immediately after booking the ticket which had a 60+ waiting list I lost hope for a confirm ticket but I had to make it and travel was of 26 hours from Mumbai. I did manage to get through to RAC and the journey was quite easy. 15 families and a total of 72 Mumineen including children it was a very small place in terms of a moze but I had to do what I had to. A lot of things did need a close look and I think it must have been my fate to be there to resolve certain issues and matters.
Looking back at the last day of my visit I feel satisfied of the number of things that were accomplished in such a sort trip. Issues of Madrasa, afternoon niyaz which will be done by a family for now on for 3 years, Iftar during Shehrullah will be done by a Mumin for 3 years. I feel satisfied if all goes well. The rest is all just not to be remembered.
The sharaf of praying on the takht of Daiz Zaman on the day of Ashura by his raza is so enormous that one cannot account for it, may Allah fullfil our wishes to serve His Dai and grant him a long life. Ameen

Journalistic Ignorance

Sometime back I had written about an Arab Times article that wrongly projected the Bohra community. Similar cases popped up in India with the recent Mumbai Mirror article that raised the concerns of the Bohra Community. There headline was so vague that it drew abrupt comments from people who know less about the religious practices of Islam and the community. Then an appology came from the editor and the writer that all this was unintentional. The lord knows better. As far as my personal views are concerned I think that it was a attention drawing media stunt in hunger of popularity.
Recently, another incident occurred. IndiaTV in its exclusive news telecast of the marraige ceremony of a known terrorist, Baitullah, in Afganistan, the News channel showed a digitally manupilated photograph of His Holiness Dr. Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin (TUS) who is a respected religious leader of the community, an Ambasador of Peace. World Leaders have met him and bowed their heads in respect of his spiritual charisma. Much is known about him to the EDUCATED that all written would be less. The news channel broadcasted an image of him annoucing the Nikah (marriage ceremony) of Baitullah. A very ignorant act which IndiaTV editor claim to be a mistake.
News sestionalisation cannot be a mistake. Manupilating and digitally playing with a photograph on a news channel, mind well its not a movie, its a truth revealing news channel, cannot be taken as a mistake or unintentional act as claimed by India TV. This is an act of Journalistic misconduct and is totally unethical. Manupilating or digitally playing with an image can never be marked unintentional or a mistake.
The Ministry of Information and Broadcast should have a look into this matter and punish the news channel for misconduct so that people are not mislead, misguided by such publicity stunts which could not only flare violence against the entire community and its respected leader but also distort the image of truth in the eye of the common man. A stringent action must be taken by the authorities should it be proven a lesson for all and help promote better journalistic practices in the country. The pen has the power to over throw kings from their thrones and rise another to the skies, lets stop it from being used for injustice, crime and selfish deeds.

Akhlaq - A bounty of Allah Subhanahu

Raulallah (SA) has said that good character is a bounty of Allah Subhanahu. While there is a huge difference between character and etiquette, most people tend to mix it up. I am most font of the dua of Imam Ali Zainul Abideen, "allahumma inni auzobeba an tahsona fi rayil aine alaniyati...." and I think it is the most profound of all duas when it comes to seeking purity of heart and soul while teaching us that our amal should be purely for the sake of our lord.

Long time back I had complied an eBook on Akhlaq in Lisan al-Dawat (Akhlaq.pdf) on the occasion of being blessed the sharaf of Ziyafat al-Shukr of my Maula Syedna Mohammed Buhanuddin Aqa (TUS) with my classmates in Hadi Ashara in the year 1422. It is one of the most cherished memories which have been embedded in my soul among the many that Jamea Saifiyah has granted me. Huzurala (TUS) had since after then time and again blessed me with the sharaf of inquiring about what I do and may I be blessed with his khidmat till the last breath, whatever it maybe. With all my heart I have never sought the happiness of anyone accept my Maula (TUS) and will keep doing that no matter what begets.

Akhlaq My niyat then and now with the compilation and sharing of this eBook is to be blessed with the nazaraat of Aqa Maula (TUS) which would bring out the best in me for his khidmat and deteriorate the barriers of weaknesses in me and turn them into strengths for the sake of the love of Aqa Maula (TUS) that I have inborn.

May Allah Subhanahu bless Aqa Maula Syedna Mohammed Burhanuddin (TUS) with a long life. Ameen.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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.

Barakaat of Wajebaat in Shehrullah

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

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 Wilson

Certain 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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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.