stories - I think I am going to die...

Hello,
I want to tell you what happened to me and how this story turned my
life upside down, and I am not the same person any more......
It was during last year's summer. I used to live in a small town near
the capital, I studied and lived there. I had a steadyboyfriend for
almost 2 years; we loved and respected each other. He studied in the
same university I did. We would see each other every day, take a walk
together, we took pleasure in the love that filled us, we were more
than happy, but…as you know all good things come to an end.
Problems started when after my last annual examI decided to go to the
seaside with my friends from the town where my parents live. My
boyfriend didn't come cause he didn't have the opportunity ( he had
work in the town). So one morning my friends and I left for the
seaside. We arrived somewhere around 1 am at night. Wewent to the
hotel to check in, took a quick shower and went to bed, cause we were
all dead tired. On the next morning we went to the beach. The first
thing I noticed was the most amazing man I have ever seen, a handsome
man sitting alone on the beach, obviously waiting for someone. I told
my friends to go and I will catch them later.
I approached him and with some cheek I sat on the sand next to him, I
looked at him and smiled. He immediately gave me his hand as if hehad
been waiting for thisall day long. So we introduced each other and
chatted for over an hour, he told me a lot about himself, and I
basically told him everything. And suddenly, when we both paused
talking and as if we were enjoying one another, he said that obviously
the friend he was waiting for, won't be coming. He invited mefor a
coffee and I accepted, of course. I wasso happy and pleased with him,
it was a long time since I had so much fun. He was treating me (
someone he didn't know)so well, making me laugh, I felt so good….I
didn't want this moment to end. So we went for a coffee and we chatted
for almost 2 hours. He told me how much he loved the sea, and I
supported him fully in this. We liked each other so much, we felt
we've know each other forever.
When I was leaving for the seaside, despite my good mood, I thought I
would not stop thinking of "my man" and would not have good time, but
while I was with Mario ( that was the name of the boy I met at the
beach) I did not think of Steve ( my friend in the town) not even
once. I was so happy and enjoying the moment.......
After that I started going out with Mario, and not with my friends,
day after day. Days would pass and I kept feeling amazing………. but then
the day I had to leave came. I felt terrible. Mariowas from other city
and the distance was so huge…I think I loved him.. He also felt bad
thatwe I had to leave, but that's life. We promised to write and to
see each other next summer.
I left for my home town, and he remained at the sea, we were so far
from each other.........
After a long and boring trip I came back home and when I arrived my
parents called me to see if I was all right. After that Steve called,
my God,I had totally forgotten about him, but fate reminded me where I
was....
A couple of hours after I arrived I met Steve and you know what……my
heart beat faster. SO my "previous love" for him burst out again after
20 days absence??? We spent 2 hours together and he kept asking how
Ispent at the seaside and Iwas forced to think of something, I wasn't
ready to tell him the truth. After all I was cheating on him the whole
time...
Everything was back to normal, but I wasn't the same. In my thoughts
he was " my prince Mario". God, you should hear my heart beating when
I think of him, my heart was filled with love.
A couple of days later Steve and I went to my parents' place. We
thought of spending some time with them. One day as I was sitting and
having lunch with Steve and my parents, I felt sick. My mother said
she would come with me to the doctor. I was told I was pregnant. My
God, I stood shocked, we had sex the previous night with Steve, but it
was notpossible that I got pregnant. I was certain, the child was
Mario's. How would I tell my parents, they would certainly drive me
away, they loved Steve so much.So I kept it all to myself and
everybody was happy. I was most happy cause I would give birth to a
child from my loved one. ..
In the meantime I kept receiving letters from Mario almost every week
and was so happy. One day in one of my letters I shared that I was
pregnant from him; I thought he would be happy and that he wouldwant
to see me, but alas….......after this letter he stopped writing and I
never got an answer from him.
I was tempted to look forhim, to find out what he was doing and
thinking, but I realized he left the address he was living on.
Now, months after this, I am pregnant, married to Steve and unhappy.
Where is the love of my life? So his I- love-you's were all lies?
Maybe I am to blame, cause I cheatedon the man who loved me and was
truthful to me? What is wrong with me? Why do I keep lovingthe one
from the sea who hurt me so much?
I live with my parents with Steve now, he loves me dearly and I
pretend. I don't know how much I would stand this.
My parents want to buy us a house, for me, my husband and the innocent
baby that is going to be born.
How do I live with this lie? The child will remind me of my big,
seaside love…….and it is not guilty, it has the right to live, and I
would need to keep living with Steve and pretend I am happy…What if in
the meantime I die of sadness for my beloved one???

stories - A True Love Story

Many persons mix the other things with the true love, like, if they
are just attracted to anybody or if they hve a girlfrnd or boyfrnd. .
.with whom they go out for fun or a date. . .they think that"Arre yaar
! I love him/her a lot . . Truely. But dats not a true love.
I am a true lover. According to me a true love is like. .. U luv a
person n u can never spare him/her. U cant seeor even imagine that
gal/guy with anyone else. U care for ur luv truely, if ur family is
against ur luver, then also u dont leave him/her. If anybody says
sumthng wrong bout ur luv, u juss stand to take ur luvers side or
sumtimes to fight.
I m Muskaan, 18 years old, a cute n sweet gal who luvs his guy madly n truely.
I met him when i was juss10years old and he was 13. I was in std. 5th
and he was in 8th. He was living in his naani's homefrm his childhood.
One day, when i reached ma tution, i went inside, he was sitting
there. I didnt know him. Ma teacher introduced him to me. Hewas a new
student in ourschool.After the class, we used to play 2gether
everyday. We became gud frnds. He used to cum to ma home daily
forplaying with me.
One day, a group of frndscame to ma home, he was also there. We
started playing a game, the game was like.. Many names are written on
a paper and one persn has to answer that what he wil do with that
persn whos name is there. A frnd of mine started hiding the names, n
he was going on answering, he gave an answr dat i wil Kiss it, wat we
saw ? ma name was there. That was the first time when we felt somethng
for each other. We started luking to each other's eyes.
Everyday was going on very smothly. 1 year passed.
Now i was in std 6th and he was in std 9th. After he passed 9th, he
went. . I didnt know where n why ? He didnt gave evenhis numbr. Cozz
His behaviour was very childish, we were kids at that time, we didnt
knowwat is love . Bt he cud hve told me dat he is going.
After few days, i started missing him a lot. I used to cry daily. He
was juss liking me but he didnt know, i started luving him. I used to
cry n pray daily dat plz god, if i cud see him once. I wasnt having
his numbr or his adress. I told ma problm to one of ma frnd, she
brought me his numbr. I called in dat numbr, a lady told me dat he is
nt here.
One day, i went to search his home with ma sister. Igot it after
wandering 3hours. We met his maama's daughter, she told dat he is in
raipur with his parents, studying there n he wil nt cum here again(for
hisstudies). Its very shockingn unimaginative dat, a 12years gal is
searching the home of a persn to whom she luvs. We went,i was very
sad, i continued crying n praying for 6 months, if i cud see him once.
One day, in the evening, when i was standing out of ma home. Wat i saw
! I was surprised, i saw himmm. I started crying, god accepted my
prayer. He was with his frnds in his bicycle. He went again. Next day
i thoughtdat yesterday was the last day n he wil nt cum again. 1 year
passed. I was in std 7th. It took 1year to forget him.
When i reached std 9th, i changed ma school. One day, when i was in
the school bus, the bus when stopped at his stoppage, can u imagine !
I saw him, i.e. After 2 years he came back. I was surprised, totally
shocked. . I was thinking How can this b possible ? He came inside the
bus. I turnd back to see him, hewas also seeing me. I wasverry happpy.
He dint talk to me, i think he was afraid.
After few days, i started hating him cozz he told everybdy that he
luvs me.The boys started tauntingme with his name. He was a bad
influence on me. He started calling me,following me. Bt i wasnt ready
to talk to him. After6 mnths, i became his frnd. Bt i told dat u wont
tell anybdy that i talk to u. He agreed. After few mnths he proposed
me bti dint answr.
I reached std 10th. I wentto hostel. After passing std10th, when i
came back home, he calld me ntold dat he wasnt able to concentrate on
his studies. One day, we plannd to go out wid frnds as we were gud
frnds. We went out. We enjoyed. Dat was the firstday when we hugged n
kissed.
The very next day, when he calld me at night, i told him dat i luv u
too. He became very happy. I accepted him coz he doesnt drink or
smoke,hecared fr me, he never hurted me, he never complained, he
listened whenever i scolded him, he did everythng as per ma wish, he
waited 2years fr me.
Now , we are together, n i m verrrry lucky coz he luves me very much,
he didnt leave me at the time when his family toldhim to leave me,
when they bet him. He talks to me daily, his family doesnt know dat we
r together now also coz if they'll know dis than they'll take his cell
frm him n then how we'll talk. He is studying so he cant do anything
rite now. After studies, we r going to marry each other.
We r incomplete widout each othr. Isnt it a true love story. . .

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Abu Anees Barkat Ali (R.A) - Sufism Biographies

The saints and seers of the caliber and stature of Ali Ibn Uthman
Al-Hujiwiri Al-Jullabi (d.107 CE) who founded a tariqa (wufi order),
discharged ta'lim (teaching), initiated murid (disciples or novices),
performed dhikr (remembrance of God), proffered spiritual healing,
conducted islah (reformation) and aboveall had spirituality reigning
most high in his being would not be born every so often. Al-Hujwiri
left the common legacy of his tantalizing and memorable Kashf
Al-Mahjub, the oldest text book par excellence on mystical dimension
ofIslam in Persian laguage,also available in major laguage of the
world especially Professor Nicholson's most readable translation
intoEnglish. He has these days the traditional fivefold role of the
khanqah (convent or lodge), ziyarat (shrine), masjid (mosque)
madrassah (school) and the guest house all adumbrated and imbuedin his
seminary in Lahore.
A man well known as Abu Anees Muhammad Barkat Ali, addressed lovingly
as Babbaji, was born in 1911 in the District of Ludhiana (EastPunjab)
and died on 26th January 1997. He was an embodment of all the
qualities and character-traits of the great sufi masters and the pious
of the past (salf salehim). Once again he revived, practised and
displayed the essential of the Faith,living the while a simple and
meaningful life that his devotees take pride in. As a young army of
ficer in Royal Indian Engineers (Roorkee Cantt) he served for thirteen
years only and was boarded out honorably in 1945 for his hermetic
practices that he had sensed and perceived irretrievably form Makhdum
"Ala-ud-Din "Ali Ahmad As-Sabir (d. 1290 CE) by his regular attendance
at his khanqah in Kalyar onthe bank of a canal , some six miles due
North-East of Roorkee. Having been duly rewarded and blessed
spiritually there, he tookhis ba'iyat (allegiance) atthe hands of a
living Shaikh, Syed Amir Al-Hssan Ambalvi (d. 1955) whom Babaji often
referred to as ShahWalayat (Sultan of Mysticism), reaping and
enhancing further his erudition and knowledge under his tuition and in
his company. Command by his Sahikh, Babaji and his family migrated to
the new homeland in Pakistan in 1947 and after initial wanderings for
a year or so finally settled at Salarwala in District Faisalabad
wherehe founded an institute called Dar-ul-Ehsan and wrote and
published his master pieces:Kitab Al-Amal Bis-Sunnah Al-M'aroof Tartib
Sharif Volumes 1-6; MakshoofatMan azil-I-Ehsan Volumes1-5 ; Asma'
Al-Nabi Al Karaim (PBUH). He completed his saying, Maqalat-I-Hikmat
volumes 1-30, at Camp Dar-ul-Ehsan, an other convent, a prototype of
his mentor Al-Kalyari's , he founded after his still another migration
in 1983 to an open farraland on the bank ofa canal situated some six,
miles away form the City of Faisalabad on Samundri Road.
Some of Abu Anees Muhammad Barkat Ali's monumental works havealready
been translated into English and are published and distributed free of
charge by Dar-ul-Ehsan Publications based in Huddersfield, UK, and
registered as an international religious charity with the Charity
Commission (London). The books in Urdu, Arabic and Persian original
have been scanned on to CDs and DVDs for wider distributions to the
benefit of the Muslim Ummah of the Holy Prophet (PBUH) in particular
and interestednon-Muslims in general
Even during his life time his publication reached all over the world
and people visited him from far and wide. His scholarship was
acclaimed by leading scholars of his time. Dr Abdul Alim, the Rector
of Al-Azhar University (Cairo) and Professor Hussain Nasr, the
Vice-Chancellor of Tehran University in 1387 AH, later on the Shah of
Iran's roving ambassador on Iranian Culture, and the author of several
voluminous and celebrated books oncontemporary Islam, both visited him
to pay their homage. Babaji wrote and honoured Professor Hussain Nasr
with a stunning spas'name (welcome address) in Persian that was also
published in one of his monthly issuesof Dar-ul-Ehsan. The address
portrayed Babaji's deep devotion to and respect for the descendants of
the Holy Prophet of Islam (PBUH) on the one hand and appreciation of
the Professor's contribution to Da'wah-o-Tabligh Al –Islam on the
other. One of the couplets of the address reads thus.
"A voice came to me from the quarters unknown;
'Beware! O the dwellers of (Pakistan) the land renown,
The Honorable visitor, the offspring of the Prophets' Crown (PBUH),
Is Hussain Nasr, the Spiritof the Faith, wearing thedan's gown.'"
Professor Sayed Hussain Nasr currently holds the Chair of Cultural
Studies in one of the leading American Universities.
Dr Hakim Ghulam Mu'in-ud-Din Chisti, and American convert to Islam and
Shaikh Al-Chistiyyah of America, has described Babaji's religious
practices in thefollowing words: "He is truly the embodiment of heart
and soul of the Dinof Islam, and all people should strive to emulate
him as he is one who comes so to fulfilling the sunnah of our beloved
Prophet (PBUH). "It was much less to do with his clairvoyance and
miraculous utterance than his magnetic person and charming disposition
that people visited him. His was so captivating a smile that a visitor
said goodbye tohim alright, but left his heart and mind behind with
Babaji, longing to come back for his blessings again and again. When
another American visitor was asked, he replied: "In Babaji's company I
found myself spiritually invigorated and physically elevated in peace
with myself."
The sick were treated free of charge at Babaji'shospitals where he
administered at both Camp and Dar-ul-Ehsan campuses twice a year eye
camps for hundreds of thousands blinds suffering from cataract fand
other eye ailments. The hospitals are carrying out un-stintingly and
continually the selfless and free services to the less privileged,
deprived and disadvantaged members of the public. To this kind of
community developmentspirit, Babaji alludes in his foreword to The
Book of Sufi Healing: "Not even the highest degree of dedication to
worship may earn anybody the claim of divine forgiveness or recompense
in any otherform, yet there is one thing that everybody should make
sure of, which shall not go unrequited under any circumstances by
Allah the Almighty, and that is the selfless service to theailing
humanity.
Babaji set up a madrassah in his sanctuary for the education of the
children of the new converts to Islam. He devised courses and wrote
primers/books of his own which are these in wide use in mosque
schools. For the converts themselves, who were primarily nomads, he
had the houses built with the moneys received from his friends. His
life has been an exemplary model of the fiscal propriety in Islam for
emulation by individual and collective life stances in Pakistan.
These words in his memory are our token of love for him as also
invitation to the readers to delve into his writingsfor the good of
our soulsand welfare of the collective life in the motherland whose
security and prosperity were upper in his mind and embedded deep in
his heart. A couple of years before his demise, he is on record with
the Pakistan TV interview, having prayed passionately for the good of
Pakistan, her integrity, prosperity and glory amongst the comity of
world nations.
For those who had a calling for it, Babaji imparted spiritual
knowledge in some fourteen different mystical Orders, including most
importantly the Mustafwiyyah and Qadariyyah. His scholarship would
have us believe his deep studyand reading of the mystical literature.
For example, the sufi masters in the mystic orders stand divided over
the Nature and Dhat (Being) of Allah the Almighty the one called the
Wujudiyyah (everything is with Him) and the other the shuhudiyyah
(everthing is with Him). Muhiyyid-din Muhammad Ibn Al-Arabi(d. 1240
CE), the Shaik Al-Akbar of Sapin, is the well-known exponent of the
former and Shaikh Badar-ud-Din Ahmad As-Sirhindi (d. 1624 CE),
Mujaddad Alif-Thani, of the latter. Reconciling the two Babaji writes
that it is the same light (nur) of Allah the Almighty that permeates
and pervades the dry blade of grass as it does in a rose referring at
thesame time to the saying of the Holy Messenger (PBUH) 'ponder over
the shuyunat (qualities/attributes) of Allah the Almighty and not His
Dhat). He laid a great deal of stress on character building and strong
moral ethics. In this regard, his Makshoofat Manzal-Ehsan is a dossier
and sum total of Maqaram Al-Akhlaq (the praise worthy morals) and
Makhraj Al-Akhlaq (the desultory or derogatory conduct)
In fulfillment of the fivefold cardinal sufic parameters above the
daily sessions of dhikr ere held uninterruptedlyin his life time and
still are at his seminaries andat the households of some of his
devotees. The dhikr has been commanded by Allah theAlmighty; the Holy
Prophet (PBUH) performed it as it is the cure for the ailments of
physical body and ills of the society. Babaji ate and slept little,
dressed simply and wrote profusely. He gave away by the evening the
daily donations and presents that he received from hisfriends and
devotees, lived like birds with trustin Allah the Almighty. He died on
16th Ramadan Al-Mubarak, the day when his shrine in Camp Dar-ul-Ehsan
is jam packed with thousands of his devotees from throughout Pakistan
andabroad thus paying homage to their dear mentor at the anniversary

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Breaking the Fast and Maghrib (Sunset) Prayer

Some Muslims have exaggerate about breaking their fast to the point
that they miss the Magrib prayer( after eating dates comes the soup
and juice and so on).
What is your advice withregard to such behavior?
If the meal is put in frontof a person without his own intention being
to miss the congregational prayer, then he can eat and drink, even if
he misses the congregational prayer, based on the statement of the
Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him), "If the meal is
served and the prayer starts, begin with the meal." (Bukhari
narratedit, #631.)
As for putting a large portion of food out purposely to miss the
congregational prayer, this is the wrong approach and incorrect
behavior. The correct thing is for a Muslim to take a lot of food
unsuspectedly, thereby making him miss the congregational prayer, but
he still gets the bigger reward. Then what is the sunnah? The sunnah
is what is reported on the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be
upon him) "that he used to break the fastbefore he prayed with fresh
dates, if there were no fresh dates thenwith dry dates, and if there
were no dry dates,then he sipped from water." (At-Tirmidhi narrated it
and others. He stated it was hasan, gharib hadith. Also Al Albanni
declared it hasan in Sahih Al Jama#4995.)