stories, - The Silent Love

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I was in a hospital there in Bharatpur, Nepal to see my beloved brother who is suffering from a malignancy. They, the doctors told me for the operation of my brother and it would take more than a couple of month for him to be able to get discharge slip. On the day of admission I saw a girl in nice dress, she was looking very beautiful and attractive. I looked at her eyes and she to mine just than she left the hospital.
After three or four days I saw her again but at that time she was in the white dress of Nurse, that was enough for to be surprised. She was looking more beautiful in that dress than in the out dress. Then I started to look her, her eyes are such like pearl and her face is just like, you know, most beautiful in the world. I got her name from other staffs and it is just a great name which when I hear I just remember her very much. Her smile is a great deal which I am dying to see. Her lips are like tasty slices of mango. I tried to speak to her very often but I couldn't, I don't know why I couldn't at I one thing that I know is that I like her very much and still I like. If I, these days, get a chance to meet her I will certainly meet her. I just want to say her that I like her very much. I wanna say her that I want to hug her tight, want to kiss her, I want to make her to feel me because I want to feel her, I want to feel her heart.
I want to touch her, I wanna say her that I Love her. She also used to look at me and my eyes. Whenever she had to speak to of she would speak very politely which appreciate the most. I liked her because her behaviours were great to me and to the patients. So I had sometime felt that she also had liked me and I'm living by hoping that she miss me as I miss her every day, every moment, every second but problem is that I fear to talk to her because I fear to hear on from her I think she won't ignore me but I really dear her ignore to me so I'll never tell her. If she is dying too to say me as I am, then that is what we'll one day meet at the dawn and will kiss each other and will say I LOVE YOU.
Hope she will read this and will know who the writter is, Bless of God for me and for her.









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stories, - Friends, to be honest I never had any interest in love nor I intended to love anyone but when I was in tenth standard, National High School, in Bidar, i.e. is in 2004-05 I saw a girl who was fabulous to look at, I don’t know what happen? I just felt thrilled inside seeing her, she seemed like an Angel came to Earth straight from Heaven. I was stunned watching her cute face, twinkling eyes, soft red rosy lips, her short hairs neatly combed, a streak down to her cheek and whenever it fell on her eyes, she blew it gently, I could sense the warmth in her hair and the way she plunked her hair behind an ear, Damn Hell! She killed me… Day by day love for her in my heart was growing deeper and stronger, her image floated in my head as I reached home and I was dying to see her again and again all my life, it was my luck that she was from our school and even exciting news was she was my classmate. I went mad in her thoughts. I and my friends’ Avinash & Guru one night while passing her Home screamed her name and stopped ahead, to see her come out but to our surprise no one came to check who it was? After a couple of days I came to know the fact that they had gone to their native and home was locked, we Guru& Avi didn’t notice it. Time ran as fast as metro train. Meanwhile in the month of January 2005 our school had arranged a picnic to CHAKUR which is in Maharashtra 180kms from Bidar. There were two buses which separated boys and girls while leaving Bidar, I think it was the Bad idea of our Headmaster nicknamed “Daku”. After three hours of journey we reached our destination Chakur. It was a wonderful place having each and every thing, say All in One. A big lake, small hill covered with meadows, a train, boating etc. We enjoyed peddle boating for more than an hour. She and her friends were at the centre of lake in other boat, when we went close to them it was astonishing that all begin to fling water from lake at each other; all were wet now including me. I was lucky to watch her in her wet dress which was sticking to her body, Oh God I was on cloud number nine. Later we had the rounds in train, played many other exciting games and at noon we had the lunch that we had brought our home, shared it among us, it was the sweetest lunch ever I had in my life. I got a binocular from a junior friend and it was an army binocular of his father. I and my friend sudheep watched all especially girls. I was gazing at her through binocular standing on a hill, I say you friends it was simply Awesome they were probably 200 meters far from us below the hill, it seemed just like a 3D film that has made a great fuss nowadays. I felt that she stood before me very close. She was dressed in Light green salwar and a black kameez, yellow flowers sketched on it, wore Blue Sandals. I wanted to stare at all the day but my friend sudheep snatched it from me, idiot… My friends knew about me and noticed what I was doing, so they boosted me to propose her, said it’s the perfect and great opportunity, don’t miss it else you would suffer a lot. I knew I would be unable to spell even a word to her. Hence I had a couple of White Mischief vodka wine shots so that it doesn’t smell and give me some courage. I went to her, she was standing near ice-cream parlor, she didn’t notice me, and I went still closer shivering, summoned some courage and called her ‘Pratima’, she turned towards me and asked ‘yes what’? Unable to say ‘ILU’ I was quite for few seconds, I was unable to think or reply and she again asked ‘yeah what’s the matter tell me? Nothing special just wanted to talk to you, well how was the day? I asked, Oh, it was a very nice, had a lot of enjoyment and fun which I had never before this, a precious memorable day in my life which would never come again, she said’. You said true it would never come again, can I have some water? I asked and while she gave bottle our hands held hand in hand for nanoseconds, ugh! I was in Heaven, and then drank some water saying thanks came back to our gang where I was screwed by my friends. While returning contrary to my friends’ thinking instead of being sad, I was happy, the happiest man on the earth as I talked to my girl for the first time in the period of seven months and I danced for first time to the super hit blockbuster movie ‘Dhoom and Arya’, everyone danced with full excitement to “Dhoom machale, dhoom machale, dhoom and aa ante amalapuram”. Thanks to Sunil and my friends who had arranged it in government bus. Those were the best days of my life and if I had my choice yeah, I wanna be there. I tell you friends this picnic day was the most memorable and longest of all my School days. Each moment, each event is vivid and fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday. … Soon our send-off function came near and everyone was busy in taking autographs, purchasing new dress and shoes etc however I was not worried about those things and came as usual. I was astounded to see her pretty face all the time and she was blushing. I could see the love in her eyes, passion was lightening fire within me, seeing her in Red sarree with matching Bangles, Earrings, a watch on left hand and dark red nail polish on her toenails, What shall I say guys, I have lost the words. She appeared like a Red Red Rose. And it was my bad luck that, it was the last day, last time forever I saw her. Soon after completing exams they had shifted to Mysore as their father was transferred, one of my friends gave me this Shocking news. It’s said “First love is always the best love”, yeah it’s true it can never happen again. Mine was also the best love apart from one thing that, it was one way. My friends suggest me every now and then: why are you running behind the missing girl, why are you pounding for the girl whom you can’t see. But my heart feels she may be misplaced but my love is not lost and would never vanish, until my last breath goes out… Yes of course, I’m eager to see her, talk to her and I hope one or the other day I would meet her again for sure very soon, if not I have already met her, talked to her that’s more than enough. In my opinion love doesn’t mean to have romance, it’s something beyond it. For me it is to, discover ourselves in others and a way of Silent Meditation.

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Friends, to be honest I never had any interest in love nor I intended to love anyone but when I was in tenth standard, National High School, in Bidar, i.e. is in 2004-05 I saw a girl who was fabulous to look at, I don’t know what happen? I just felt thrilled inside seeing her, she seemed like an Angel came to Earth straight from Heaven. I was stunned watching her cute face, twinkling eyes, soft red rosy lips, her short hairs neatly combed, a streak down to her cheek and whenever it fell on her eyes, she blew it gently, I could sense the warmth in her hair and the way she plunked her hair behind an ear, Damn Hell! She killed me…
Day by day love for her in my heart was growing deeper and stronger, her image floated in my head as I reached home and I was dying to see her again and again all my life, it was my luck that she was from our school and even exciting news was she was my classmate. I went mad in her thoughts. I and my friends’ Avinash & Guru one night while passing her Home screamed her name and stopped ahead, to see her come out but to our surprise no one came to check who it was? After a couple of days I came to know the fact that they had gone to their native and home was locked, we Guru& Avi didn’t notice it. Time ran as fast as metro train.
Meanwhile in the month of January 2005 our school had arranged a picnic to CHAKUR which is in Maharashtra 180kms from Bidar. There were two buses which separated boys and girls while leaving Bidar, I think it was the Bad idea of our Headmaster nicknamed “Daku”. After three hours of journey we reached our destination Chakur.
It was a wonderful place having each and every thing, say All in One. A big lake, small hill covered with meadows, a train, boating etc. We enjoyed peddle boating for more than an hour. She and her friends were at the centre of lake in other boat, when we went close to them it was astonishing that all begin to fling water from lake at each other; all were wet now including me. I was lucky to watch her in her wet dress which was sticking to her body, Oh God I was on cloud number nine.
Later we had the rounds in train, played many other exciting games and at noon we had the lunch that we had brought our home, shared it among us, it was the sweetest lunch ever I had in my life. I got a binocular from a junior friend and it was an army binocular of his father. I and my friend sudheep watched all especially girls. I was gazing at her through binocular standing on a hill, I say you friends it was simply Awesome they were probably 200 meters far from us below the hill, it seemed just like a 3D film that has made a great fuss nowadays. I felt that she stood before me very close. She was dressed in Light green salwar and a black kameez, yellow flowers sketched on it, wore Blue Sandals. I wanted to stare at all the day but my friend sudheep snatched it from me, idiot…
My friends knew about me and noticed what I was doing, so they boosted me to propose her, said it’s the perfect and great opportunity, don’t miss it else you would suffer a lot. I knew I would be unable to spell even a word to her. Hence I had a couple of White Mischief vodka wine shots so that it doesn’t smell and give me some courage. I went to her, she was standing near ice-cream parlor, she didn’t notice me, and I went still closer shivering, summoned some courage and called her ‘Pratima’, she turned towards me and asked ‘yes what’? Unable to say ‘ILU’ I was quite for few seconds, I was unable to think or reply and she again asked ‘yeah what’s the matter tell me? Nothing special just wanted to talk to you, well how was the day? I asked, Oh, it was a very nice, had a lot of enjoyment and fun which I had never before this, a precious memorable day in my life which would never come again, she said’.
You said true it would never come again, can I have some water? I asked and while she gave bottle our hands held hand in hand for nanoseconds, ugh! I was in Heaven, and then drank some water saying thanks came back to our gang where I was screwed by my friends. While returning contrary to my friends’ thinking instead of being sad, I was happy, the happiest man on the earth as I talked to my girl for the first time in the period of seven months and I danced for first time to the super hit blockbuster movie ‘Dhoom and Arya’, everyone danced with full excitement to “Dhoom machale, dhoom machale, dhoom and aa ante amalapuram”. Thanks to Sunil and my friends who had arranged it in government bus.
Those were the best days of my life and if I had my choice yeah, I wanna be there. I tell you friends this picnic day was the most memorable and longest of all my School days. Each moment, each event is vivid and fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday. …
Soon our send-off function came near and everyone was busy in taking autographs, purchasing new dress and shoes etc however I was not worried about those things and came as usual. I was astounded to see her pretty face all the time and she was blushing. I could see the love in her eyes, passion was lightening fire within me, seeing her in Red sarree with matching Bangles, Earrings, a watch on left hand and dark red nail polish on her toenails, What shall I say guys, I have lost the words. She appeared like a Red Red Rose.
And it was my bad luck that, it was the last day, last time forever I saw her. Soon after completing exams they had shifted to Mysore as their father was transferred, one of my friends gave me this Shocking news. It’s said “First love is always the best love”, yeah it’s true it can never happen again. Mine was also the best love apart from one thing that, it was one way. My friends suggest me every now and then: why are you running behind the missing girl, why are you pounding for the girl whom you can’t see. But my heart feels she may be misplaced but my love is not lost and would never vanish, until my last breath goes out… Yes of course, I’m eager to see her, talk to her and I hope one or the other day I would meet her again for sure very soon, if not I have already met her, talked to her that’s more than enough. In my opinion love doesn’t mean to have romance, it’s something beyond it. For me it is to, discover ourselves in others and a way of Silent Meditation.









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Dought & clear, - Ruling on the crime of rape

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What is the ruling on the crime of rape in Islam?.
Praise be to Allaah.
The Arabic wordightisaabrefers to taking something wrongfully by force. It is now used exclusively to refer to transgression against the honour of women by force (rape).
This is an abhorrent crime that is forbidden in all religions and in the minds of all wise people and those who are possessed of sound human nature. All earthly systems and laws regard this action as abhorrent and impose the strictest penalties on it, except a few states which waive the punishment if the rapist marries his victim! This is indicative of a distorted mind let alone a lack of religious commitment on the part of those who challenge Allaah in making laws. We do not know of any love or compassion that could exist between the aggressor and his victim, especially since the pain of rape cannot be erased with the passage of time – as it is said. Hence many victims of rape have attempted to commit suicide and many of them have succeeded, The failure of these marriages is proven and they are accompanied by nothing but humiliation and suffering for the woman.
Islam has a clear stance which states that this repugnant action is haraam and imposes a deterrent punishment on the one who commits it.
Islam closes the door to the criminal who wants to commit this crime. Western studies have shown that most rapists are already criminals who commit their crimes under the influence of alcohol and drugs, and they take advantage of the fact that their victims are walking alone in isolated places, or staying in the house alone. These studies also show that what the criminals watch on the media and the semi-naked styles of dress in which women go out, also lead to the commission of this reprehensible crime.
The laws of Islam came to protect women's honour and modesty. Islam forbids women to wear clothes that are not modest and to travel without a mahram; it forbids a woman to shake hands with a non-mahram man. Islam encourages young men and women to marry early, and many other rulings which close the door to rape. Hence it comes as no surprise when we hear or read that most of these crimes occur in permissive societies which are looked up to by some Muslims as examples of civilization and refinement! In America – for example – International Amnesty stated in a 2004 report entitled “Stop Violence Against Women” that every 90 seconds a woman was raped during that year. What kind of life are these people living? What refinement and civilization do they want the Muslim women to take part in?
The punishment for rape in Islam is same as the punishment for zina, which is stoning if the perpetrator is married, and one hundred lashes and banishment for one year if he is not married.
Some scholars also say that he is required to pay a mahr to the woman.
Imam Maalik (may Allaah have mercy on him) said:
In our view the man who rapes a woman, whether she is a virgin or not, if she is a free woman he must pay a “dowry” like that of her peers, and if she is a slave he must pay whatever has been detracted from her value. The punishment is to be carried out on the rapist and there is no punishment for the woman who has been raped, whatever the case. End quote.
Al-Muwatta’, 2/734
Shaykh Salmaan al-Baaji (may Allaah have mercy on him) said:
In the case of a woman who is forced (raped): if she is a free woman, the one who forced her must pay her a “dowry” like that of her peers, and the hadd punishment is to be carried out on him. This is the view of al-Shaafa’i, and it is the view of al-Layth, and it was also narrated from ‘Ali ibn Abi Taalib (may Allaah be pleased with him).
Abu Haneefah and al-Thawri said: the hadd punishment is to be carried out on him but he is not obliged to pay the “dowry”.
The evidence for what we say is that the hadd punishment and the “dowry” are two rights, one of which is the right of Allaah and the other is the right of the other person. So they may be combined, as in the case of a thief whose hand is cut off and he is required to return the stolen goods. End quote.
Al-Muntaha Sharh al-Muwatta’, 5/268, 269
Ibn ‘Abd al-Barr (may Allaah have mercy on him) said:
The scholars are unanimously agreed that the rapist is to be subjected to the hadd punishment if there is clear evidence against him that he deserves the hadd punishment, or if he admits to that. Otherwise, he is to be punished (i.e., if there is no proof that the hadd punishment for zina may be carried out against him because he does not confess, and there are not four witnesses, then the judge may punish him and stipulate a punishment that will deter him and others like him). There is no punishment for the woman if it is true that he forced her and overpowered her, which may be proven by her screaming and shouting for help. End quote.
Al-Istidhkaar, 7/146
Secondly:
The rapist is subject to the hadd punishment for zina, even if the rape was not carried out at knife-point or gun-point. If the use of a weapon was threatened, then he is a muhaarib, and is to be subjected to the hadd punishment described in the verse in which Allaah says (interpretation of the meaning):
“The recompense of those who wage war against Allaah and His Messenger and do mischief in the land is only that they shall be killed or crucified or their hands and their feet be cut off from opposite sides, or be exiled from the land. That is their disgrace in this world, and a great torment is theirs in the Hereafter”
[al-Maaidah 5:33]
So the judge has the choice of the four punishments mentioned in this verse, and may choose whichever he thinks is most suitable to attain the objective, which is to spread peace and security in society, and ward off evildoers and aggressors.
And Allaah knows best.








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