Monthly Archives: February 2013
Asslam o Alikum Wa RahmatuLLAHI Wa Barakatuhu!
Once upon a time there was a ruler named Omer!, a just and kind Ruler. People lived in his time with peace and satisfaction.
One day he was sitting with some guests during night,. There was huge abrupt wind. Because of a sudden flow of wind the Chraagh (mud lamp) blew off, and was about to fell down from the wall cavity.
One of the companions said to the ruler, “O leader! the lamp is blown off, and the slave who sets it has gone to sleep already, may i set the lamp”?
The leader replied: “It is not from the manners that the host keeps sitting while the guest stands up”
And then the leader himself stood up , set the lamp, came back and said a sentence which is still adhered to my heart since i read this story, he said:
i rose and i was Omer, i have come back and i’m still Omer!
Now may i tell you who was that leader???
ummm! okay its your turn this time to tell all of us, l that this narration is about whom? Which omer? (i know that u know it) 🙂
Peace be upon you o leader! peace be upon you! May there be so much light, so much noor in your Qabr. Peace be upon you.
Wassalam! (waiting 4 the answers )
Asslam o Alikum WarahmatuLLAHI Wa Barakatuhu!
Well! introducing you to Hijab Rasheed today. 🙂
“Life seems so miserable when there are undefined sorrows hidden inside your heart..When tears are shedding from your eyes and you are uncertain about the exact reason fo that..It also seems so dark..intense dark when you get Hermit and you lose the actual you…Just like standing in a crowd like a person completly alone..
Sometimes in life the sun shines with it’s extreme resplandant gleam. The flowers spread their fragrance all around and the garden gleams out with all this. Every little thing showers with the elegance and brightness. But far apart from all this there lies a soul. A soul with a saddened heart.. A soul with an extreme pain inside. This could be bearable if it’s of some known reason but this pain is being stricked when nothing comes out being cause of it.
Sometimes in life the moon and stars glitters the whole universe. It seems like thousands a lanterns are hanging in the skies and glittering the atmosphere. Like each and evrey little thing is accomlished with greatness. But there comes silent voice of sobbing from that deep night. Crying and shedding tears, tears for some unknown reason.
It’s not a tale of some fairyland. It’s really isn’t about some vimper’s diary. It isn’t a wonderland that is only in our imaginations. It’s purely Real…It’s entirely based on Truth…It’s about a man’s actual life. Our real voice. We can’t deny it ever.
Besides the intoxicated rellishes of this world, besides the lustrous and grand life full of glory there lies saddness and pain in the depths of our heart, A pain to which all relishes of this world are worthless. A Pain that drowns our soul in dark and deep oceans of Lonlinesss in which we see only one way out that leads to a qustion:
If this is all why i’ve being sent in this way, then why delightness isn’t burst deep in my soul??? why i’m not happy??? What’s missing?? What did i leave??”
Written by: Hijab Rasheed.
Assalam o Alikum Wa RahmatLLAHI Wa Barakatuhu!!
Today while creating a new post, an urdu poetic verse was continuously clinging in my mind. So, i thought to share it with you as well.
The silence of the Ocean is saying to the noise of the River
“The one who has more capacity in itself is more quiet . .”
We are Oceans? silent in times of useless arguments, patient and nice?
Or are we Rivers??? arguing , quarreling all the times?
Everyone knows himself the best.
wasssalam o alikum!