Thursday, December 31, 2009
Qadi Abu Bakr ibn al-‘Arabi : Child Rearing and their Adherence to the Canon of the Sacred Law
Harvard Negotiation Project: 5 Lasting Rules For Negotiating Anything
I picked it up. As my friend suggested, it’s as relevant as it always was, a common sense approach to effective negotiation rooted in five basic ideas. And if you can manage to absorb and apply these five rules, you’ll be much better off going into your next deal.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Pillars of Religon
Shaykh Abdul Hakim Murad: Bicycle
Habib Ali: Spiritual Thirst
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Ice, slipping and life.
"Turn not thy cheek away from men in scorn, and walk not in the earth exultantly; God loves not any man proud and boastful. Be modest in thy walk, and lower thy voice; the most hideous of voices is the ass's.'" Surah Lokman
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Shaykh Abdul Hakim Murad: Dua for Good Company...
Saturday, December 05, 2009
King and the Boy
Suhayb reported hat the Messenger of Allah, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, said, "Among those before you there was a king who had a sorcerer. When he was old, he said to the king, 'I am old, so send me a lad to whom I can teach sorcery.' He sent him a lad for him to teach. When the boy was on the way, he came upon a monk. He sat down to listen to his words and liked what he heard. Whenever he went to the sorcerer, he would pass by the monk and sit with him. When he came to the sorcerer, the sorcerer would beat him. He complained about that to the monk who said, 'When you are afraid of the sorcerer, say, "My family kept me." And when you are afraid of your family, say, "The sorcerer kept me."'
"While all this was going on, he came upon a great beast which was barring the people's way and said, 'Today I will find out who is better, the sorcerer or the monk.' He took a stone and said, 'O Allah, if what the monk does is preferable to You to what the sorcerer does, then turn this beast aside so that the people can pass.' He threw it and killed the animal and the people went on. He went to the monk and told him and the monk said to him, 'O my boy, today you are better than I am. I see the point that your business has reached. You will be tested and, when you are tested, do not point me out.' The boy used to heal the blind and the lepers and treat people for all their ailments. A companion of the king who was blind heard this and brought him many gifts. He said, 'All that I have gathered for you here is yours if you heal me.' He said, 'I do not heal anyone. It is Allah Almighty who heals. If you believe in Allah Almighty, I will pray to Allah to heal you." So he believed in Allah Almighty and Allah Almighty healed him. He went to the king and sat with him as he used to do. The king said to him, 'Who has returned your sight to you?' He said, 'It was my Lord.' He said, 'You have a Lord other than me?!' He said, 'My Lord and your Lord, Allah.' So he seized him and did not stop torturing him until he pointed out the boy. The boy was brought and the king said to him, 'O boy, your sorcery has reached the point where you heal the blind and the lepers, and you do such-and-such and such-and-such.' He said, 'I do not heal anyone. It is Allah Almighty who heals.' He seized him and did not stop torturing him until he pointed out the monk. The monk was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion.' He refused. He called for a saw and placed the saw on the centre of his head and split it until the two halves fell apart. Then the companion of the king was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion!' He refused, and the the saw was placed on the centre of his head and split it until the two halves fell apart. Then the boy was brought and told, 'Renounce your religion,' and he refused. He handed him over to a group of his companions and said, 'Take him to such-and-such a mountain, and take him up the mountain. When you reach its summit, if he has not renounced his religion, throw him off.' They took him and brought him up the mountain and he said, 'O Allah, save me from them in whatever way You will.' The mountain shook and they fell. He walked to the king and the king said to him, 'What has happened to your companions?' He said, 'Allah Almighty saved me from them.' He handed him over to a group of his companions and said, 'Take him and put him in a ship and take him to the middle of the sea. If he does not recant, then throw him into it.' They took him and he said, 'O Allah, save me from them in whatever way You will.' The ship capsized and they were drowned. He walked back to the king and the king said to him, 'What has happened to your companions?' He said, 'Allah Almighty saved me from them.' He said to the king, 'You will not kill me until you do what I command you.' He said, 'What is that?' He said, 'You should gather the people together on one plain and crucify me on a palm trunk. Then take an arrow from your quiver and put the arrow in the centre of your bow and say, "In the name of Allah, the Lord of the boy," and then shoot it. If you do that, you will kill me.' So he gathered the people together on one plain and crucified him on a trunk and then took his arrow from his quiver and placed the arrow in the middle of the bow and then said, "In the name of Allah, the Lord of the boy," and then shot it and the arrow struck his temple. He put his hand on his temple and then died. The people said, "We believe in the Lord of the boy." The king was brought and told, "Do you not see that, by Allah, your fear has brought about the very thing you were afraid of! The people have believed." So he commanded that a trench be dug with openings onto it and had fires lit in it. He said, 'Throw into it, anyone who does not renounce his religion or tell him to jump.' They did that until a woman came with one of her children. She hesitated to jump into it and the child said to her, 'Mother, be steadfast! You have the truth.'" [Muslim]
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Subway Station and Beliefs
"You woke up suddenly in a crowd of people at a subway station (These people were busy entertaining themselves in various activates).Subhanllah.
You then notice that an underground train pulls up repeatedly (at random intervals), and station guards select people (seemingly) at random, tie them up, and shove them into the train. The train disappears into a dark tunnel and the people are never seen again.
This happens again and again.
The people's disappearance is strange enough but whats even stranger is that people who are busy entertaining themselves continue to distract themselves with their activities even though they know that they will also be shoved into the train one day.
Any sane human being would want to know:
What brought me here?
Where are all of these people are disappearing to?
What do I do to ensure my safety?"
Saturday, October 24, 2009
David Rhode: Held by the Taliban
David Stephenson Rohde is a New York Times reporter who was kidnapped by the Taliban in November 2008. He escaped on the night of June 19, 2009, and made his way to freedom after more than seven months of captivity in the mountains of Afghanistan and Pakistan. Mr. Rohde was part of The Times's reporting team that won a Pulitzer Prize in 2009 for coverage of Afghanistan and Pakistan. He gives his account of his experience as a captive in a five part series, Held by the Taliban.
Friday, October 23, 2009
BBC: A Tale of Two Pakistanis
"What we tend to often forget is that the cultural activities we want the world to focus on take place in a middle-class, affluent bubble, with electricity generators on standby, private security guards with scanners, and which are often bankrolled by mobile-phone companies or fast food chains.
Outside this bubble, millions try to eke out a living, then go home to watch the horrors of the day on their split screens.
Not too many of them get to go to the theatre to sing along with those jaunty Abba songs even if Money Money Money is the only anthem allowed at the bottom of hell." READ ON
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Financal Times: School exams fail the office test
"Last week, I promised my daughters that whatever they do in their working lives, nothing will ever be as bad as this. It was 10.45pm and they were sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by notes on exothermic reactions and quotes from Paradise Lost. When all this is over, I assured them, what comes next will seem a doddle. GCSEs, A-levels and finals are a hell that nothing in the office will ever match." READ ON
Graham E. Fuller on Pakistan Afganistan
"Only the withdrawal of American and NATO boots on the ground will begin to allow the process of near-frantic emotions to subside within Pakistan, and for the region to start to cool down. Pakistan is experienced in governance and is well able to deal with its own Islamists and tribalists under normal circumstances; until recently, Pakistani Islamists had one of the lowest rates of electoral success in the Muslim world"
Monday, September 14, 2009
Marriage Advice 2: A Wife-Shaykh Abdullah Adhami
"By getting married you are not just getting a wife, you are getting your whole world. From now until the rest of your days your wife will be your partner, your companion, and your best friend.She will share your moments, your days, and your years. She will share your joys and sorrows, your successes and failures, your dreams and your fears. When you are ill, she will take the best care of you; when you need help, she will do all she can for you;" READ ON
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Marriage Advice 1: Shaykh Faraz
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Rihla 2009 Quotes
Quotes from the Rihla 2009 Blog:
"It is astonishing how people can influence others, simply by keeping their company. Don’t take a companion unless their state elevates you, and that they take you closer to God. Don’t have friends that complain all the time. There’s nothing worse than to be around a complainer. Be around people that uplift you, that are positive, optimistic. Help people with their problems, but put yourself in environments that help you move forward. And don’t be of the people out there that don’t want to see others succeed.”
Taken from Shaykh Yahya Rhodus’ class onPurification of the Heart.
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“The dunya is the daughter of the akhira. If you marry it (the dunya), the akhira is forbidden to you.”
Taken from an Evening Session with Shaykh Yahya Rhodus
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“”You can’t reach everyone with your wealth nor your status, but you can reach everyone with your character.”
Taken from the Q & A session with Shaykh Yahya, Shaykh Faraz and Sidi Umar.
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“If you see people being like wolves, don’t be a lamb. And if you see people being like lambs, don’t be a wolf”
Taken from Shaykh Yahya Rhodus’ class onPurification of the Heart.
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“Be not content with stories of those who went before you. Go forth and create your own story.” – Rumi
Taken from Shaykh Yahya Rhodus’ class onPurification of the Heart.
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Imam Malik said, “I knew a people who had no faults, and they preoccupied themselves with faults of others; God gave them faults. And I knew another people and God gave them faults, and they preoccupied themselves with purifying themselves, ignoring the faults of others; God purified their faults.”
Taken from Shaykh Hamza Yusuf’s lecture on Israa Wal Mi’raaj.
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“Every single situation you are in is an opportunity to bring you closer to Allah.”
Shaykh Yahya Rhodus, during the Sister’s Q & A session.
Grape and Sadaqa
Yahya related to me that Malik said, "I heard that a beggar asked for food from 'A'isha, Umm al-Muminin, while she had some grapes. She told someone to take him one grape. He began to look in amazement. 'A'isha said, "Are you amazed? How many atoms' weights do you see in this grape?" (referring to Qur'an 99:7)
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
He and He
From Imam Al Ghazali's Book XXXV of The Revival of the Religious Sciences, Ihya' 'ulum al-din. Faith in Divine Unity & Trust in Divine Providence- translated by David B. Burrell, C.S.C.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Carl Sandburg quotes........
- “Love your neighbor as yourself; but don't take down the fence”
- “Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
- “Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep”
- Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.
- Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder.
- When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.
What Mothers Teach
Many years ago, when my daughter Sara was in the fifth grade, she came to me with a life-gripping problem. As tears welled up in her big brown eyes, she began explaining her dilemma.
“Marcy hates me!” she cried. “She hates me because Kathy is my friend, too. She wants me to be her friend and nobody else’s.” Sara choked back her tears and said, “She won’t play with me if I hang out with Kathy. But, they are both my friends!”
Read on.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
As-salamaua Alaykum Warahmatullah Wabrakatahu: Auto Hot Key
Saturday, May 30, 2009
BBC: Anatomy of a car crash
A sad documentary I just heard. One realizes the Importance of driving carefully and how its not just your own rights but rights of others which obligate you to drive safely.
Anatomy of a car crash
By Daily Mail Reporter
Last updated at 3:14 AM on 25th October 2008
A driver fights for survival, his brother lies dead, and the life of the woman who caused the smash is in ruins... the victims of a car crash tell their own stories
Lives can be changed in a split second: more than 30,000 people are killed or seriously injured on the roads each year, yet most incidents merit barely more than a few column inches in the local newspaper.
In Anatomy Of A Car Crash, Radio 4 attempts to trace the chain reaction of one fatal collision, which received barely any coverage yet has left many scars.
On a warm June evening last year, near Truro in Cornwall, 22-year-old nursery nurse Holly Hambly made a fatal error when she tried to overtake a slow-moving crane on a single carriageway. But, instead of pulling back into her lane when it became clear she would not pass the vehicle in time, Hambly kept going and smashed into the side of an oncoming car, The fallout was fatal and devastating.
The collision with retired policeman Dave Braddon led to him suffering serious injuries and the death of his brother, Michael, while Holly lost her job and suffered a breakdown as she awaited charges of causing death by dangerous driving. Here, those involved, from the victims to the paramedic, relive the events of that night.
Victim: Dave Braddon
THE VICTIM
Dave Braddon is a 55-year-old retired police officer from Cornwall
With 35 years in the police service, I'd dealt with thousands of road traffic accidents over the years, but I had no idea what it was like to actually be involved in one, or of the trauma it causes.
Of course, you don't see it coming. 18 June 2007, was a glorious, sunny day. I'd been retired for five weeks, my two daughters had left home, and my wife, Chris, and I were looking forward to an enjoyable life.
My brother, Michael, a hospital worker, had come over for the day, as we were all going to a neighbouring village for a feast day celebration. Chris was sitting next to me, in the front passenger seat, and Michael was behind her. We were travelling west on the A30 and had arrived at the brow of a hill when I saw the other car coming towards me.
I remember braking, then Chris saying to me, 'The car's on fire.' I opened the door and stumbled out, then fell to the floor. Blood was pouring down my face. Then I must have passed out. The next thing I remember is hearing a voice. Despite everything, I realised it was someone I knew.
It was the paramedic, Mark, who happened to be a friend; I'd worked with him on road accidents. It was a very strange quirk that he turned up at mine. Soon after that I must have slipped into unconsciousness because I have no other memories.
In hospital, six days after being admitted, I had an operation, intricate brain surgery, which lasted ten and a half hours. I had a craniotomy: my scalp was peeled back and titanium plates were fixed to my skull. They also rebuilt my eye socket out of titanium too. Sixty-three pieces of glass were extracted from my body.
I remember Chris telling me that Michael was dead before I had the operation. I felt numb - Michael didn't have a bad bone in his body. I was in hospital for five weeks, and bedridden for three months. At Michael's funeral I had to use walking sticks as I could hardly stand.
It was tough, but I didn't have a problem with going to court and seeing the driver who caused the accident. As far as I was concerned, she was facing up to her responsibilities, but I could see no point in giving her a prison sentence. She didn't set out that evening to cause mayhem.
We had a daughter the same age and we knew how heartbroken we would have been if the situation was in reverse. It would have served no useful point in inflicting that same injury on that person and their family.
At the same time, the consequences have been farreaching. Sixteen months later, people say, 'You're getting over it now', but you live with the trauma for the rest of your life.
Victim's wife: Christine Braddon
THE VICTIM'S WIFE
Christine Braddon married Dave in 1982
I remember it was a lovely evening and we were in no particular hurry. And I also remember seeing the car coming straight at us on the wrong side of the road. Dave braked and, just for a moment, I thought we'd made it. But we weren't that lucky. We were hit, and spun, and hit again and spun again.
The bonnet was up in the air, the horn was going off and there was smoke filling Dave's side of the car. I looked at Dave and all I could see was blood. He was saying, 'I think I've gone blind, I have to get out.' He got out of the car and lay on the verge. I laid down beside him and held his hand - he was pretty mangled.
By this time, I realised that Michael was in a bad state too. Someone was giving him the kiss of life. Even though he was seriously injured, he started making sounds - he was trying to talk - and I remember the man who was giving him cardiac resuscitation saying, 'Thank God, he's back with us.' But then we lost him again.
At the hospital, the doctors told me Dave needed brain surgery, but they didn't know how he was going to react. They said they might have to remove his eye, but, even if they could save it, he could well be blind.
They monitored him for six days, keeping him stable, before they could operate. Before he went into theatre, I wheeled Dave into a private room so that I could tell him that Michael was dead. He was so heavily sedated I don't think he took it all in, and he didn't know that I'd suffered broken ribs and very severe bruising.
Michael didn't live in Cornwall - although he had been talking about coming back - so, at his funeral, we draped a Cornish flag over his coffin. We think about him every day and miss him terribly, but we are starting to move forward. I'm just so glad we're still around. Things could have been so different that night.
The guilty driver: Holly Hambly
THE GUILTY DRIVER
Holly Hambly is a 23-year-old nursery nurse who lives outside Truro with her parents
It was just a normal day. I was just driving home from work and there was a slow-moving vehicle in front of me. I peered into the distance and it looked like nothing was coming the other way, so I decided to overtake.
I realised very quickly that I was in trouble. All I could think was, 'What to do now?' I was either going to have to drive into the lorry that was in front of me, or the car that was coming in the opposite direction, or onto the verge. My car juddered and came to a halt.
I remember getting out of my car, turning round and seeing the devastation in front of me. All I could say was, 'What have I done, what have I done?'
I was put in a police car with a constable. At one point he got out and when he got back in he said, 'I'm sorry to say Michael Braddon has passed away, and I'm arresting you on suspicion of causing death by dangerous driving.' I didn't know what to say, or do, or think.
I just sat there and tried to gather my thoughts. I couldn't believe that I'd caused an accident that had actually killed someone.
When I got to the police station I had my prints, DNA and photo taken, and then they put me in a cell on my own. I think I was there for about five hours, just hiding under a blanket. When they let me go home, I couldn't tell my parents that I'd been arrested, so the constable accompanying me had to.
My life stopped from then on. I wasn't allowed to return to work and all I could do was wait for the trial. Sometimes, I wouldn't even get out of bed, and I pretty much shut everybody out. I became very paranoid.
Somebody could say my name and I could turn it into something more: that they were talking about the accident, saying I was a horrible person and asking why I was the one who was still alive. If I could change that day, I would, with a click of my fingers.
In court I was so frightened. I remember standing in the dock and seeing the Braddons. That was hard, because I hadn't seen them since the accident. When I heard Mr Braddon's statement, in which he said that he saw no purpose in me going to prison, I remember thinking, 'How could he be that nice to me?' It's very hard to deal with. You expect someone in that position to be horrible, then you hear him making a statement like that - after all his family have been through.
I still thought I'd be sent to prison, so it was an enormous relief to be given a five-year driving ban, a £500 fine, a year's suspended sentence and 240 hours unpaid work.
I accept full responsibility for what happened - my decision that day caused the accident. Life is different for me now, because I'm always going to have the accident in my head. I've never spoken to the Braddons, but I'm sorry every day that they've lost a brother, and I'm so grateful for the forgiveness they've shown me,
because they've allowed my family to move on. Getting back into childcare will probably be my next step, once I've done my probation work, and if people are willing to give me a job now that I have a criminal record.
THE DRIVER'S MUM
Nikki Hambly is Holly's mother. She is a cleaner and lives just outside Truro
When Holly rang to tell me she'd been in an accident, my first question was, 'Are you all right?' Then I asked about everyone else. She said, 'Not so good, Mum.' That's when our little world fell apart.
Back home, she was okay for a while, but then, one night, she came home after being out with friends and had a massive breakdown, sobbing and crying. She was frightened, saying, 'I don't want to go to prison', and I was thinking, 'I can't promise you that.' By the November she had a complete breakdown. It was terrible.
To this day, I think a lot about the other family, about how they're coping and how sorry we are that they lost a brother. I wish I could change it: if only she'd been ten minutes earlier or later. But the bottom line for me was, I had to look after my daughter. It never occurred to me that we'd ever have to go through anything like this, but it could have happened to anybody. It's probably happening today to somebody.
The paramedic: Mark Fuszard
THE PARAMEDIC
Mark Fuszard is based in Newquay
As we approached the scene, I saw one particular vehicle, which was the centre of attention, and I could see that someone was receiving CPR. It was obvious that this patient wasn't breathing and was in cardiac arrest - in other words, we needed to get him into a resuscitation room as fast as we could.
Just before we left the scene to go to hospital, I quickly went round to the driver of the vehicle and asked the paramedic who was dealing with him what this patient's condition was. Then a voice said, 'Is that you Mark?' and I realised it was Dave. I was stunned - as a paramedic you have to take yourself outside the emotion of the situation, but knowing one of the victims made it become very real. I still had to be professional, though, and get on with the job.
We were working on Michael the whole time we were in the ambulance, then we wheeled him into the hospital where the doctors and nurses took over.
They worked on him for about ten minutes before they realised there was nothing more they could do. As I walked out, Dave was being wheeled in by another paramedics. I couldn't make eye contact; I had to look away. I didn't want to be the one to tell him that his brother was dead. I just couldn't have done that.
THE INVESTIGATING OFFICER
Nick Hamblin is senior investigating officer in one of Cornwall's roads policing unit
Because the offence was a very serious crime, the investigation needed to be very thorough to produce the evidence to support the charge. It lasted for five months, with my team systematically going over everything that had happened that evening, looking at positions of vehicles, taking statements, examining the evidence.
I think the outcome was fair for everyone. You had a young woman who hadn't set out to kill anybody, but, by the same token, Michael Braddon didn't expect to die that day. Holly made a grave error and got it horribly wrong, but she will live with that for the rest of her life.
Anatomy Of A Car Crash is on Thursday on BBC Radio 4 at 8pm.
Listen here:http://downloads.bbc.co.uk/
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Shaykh Hamza: "Relax, your in good hands"
"If you take a child and you throw the child up- there is a point where....... they go into this state of complete panic and then when they come back to your arms---they are laughing. That is Dunya. I guarantee you That moment ( in the air)--that is your life. You came from God and your going back to God. And there is just a moment where your in a complete state of panic but..just relax..Your in good hands....."
Shaykh Hamza Yusuf, 17 Benefits of Tribulation ( Audio CD)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Good and bad companions
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Sleep with the dogs....
Monday, April 20, 2009
Watching what one says
Friday, April 10, 2009
Punjabi Wise Sayings 9: The Gardener
Malik da kam phal phul laona laway ya na laway
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Food for Thoughts
Hadrat Ali ( May Allah be pleased with him) said:" Be in Allah's estimation the best of people, and in the estimation of your nafs the worst of people, and in people's estimation just a man amongst people"
Malik ibn Dinar said:
"Remedy three things with three- pride with humiliy, greed with contentment, and envy with sincere advice."
It is said:
"The movement towards obedience is evidence of knowledge, just as movement of the body is evidence of its vitality."
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
La Adree Institute!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Lost Generation
Saturday, March 21, 2009
The North Wind and the Sun
"I am stronger than you," said the North Wind to the Sun."That is not true," said the Sun. "Everyone knows that I am the stronger."
"Show me that you are stronger than I," replied the North Wind. "You know very well that you are not."
"Do you see that traveler coming? I can make him take off his coat. You can not," said the Sun.
"We will see about that," answered the North Wind. "The one that makes the traveler take off his coat is the victor."
"All right," said the Sun, "and you may have the first trial."
"Whew! How the North Wind blows," said the traveler. "Whew! whew! Hold on there, North Wind; I would rather walk than fly. Whew! whew!
"How cold it is! I must button my coat uptight. Whew! whew! whew! I never felt such a wind before," said the traveler, as he folded his arms over his breast. "It seems determined to tear off my coat. I will turn my back to it. Whew! whew! whew! whew!" But the more the wind blew, the tighter the traveler held on to his coat.
At last the North Wind said, "I will try no longer, but you, Sun, can do no better."
The Sun said nothing, but came out from under a cloud and smiled down upon the traveler.
"How good that feels!" said the traveler. The Sun shone on. "It is getting warm," said the traveler, unbuttoning his coat.
It was now past noon. "The Sun is too much for me," said the traveler, and he threw off his coat and hunted for a shady place.
The North Wind's harshness had failed. The Sun's gentleness had won.
(from Fifty Famous Fables , by Lida Brown McMurry)