Muslim Marriage Stories: Importance of Marriage in Islam Secrets of Happy Married Couples

A man and his fiance were married. It was a large celebration. All of
their friends and family came to see the lovely ceremony and to
partakeof the festivities and celebrations. A wonderfultime was had by
all.
The bride was gorgeous in her white wedding gown and the groom was
very dashing in his black tuxedo. Everyone could tell that the love
they had for each other was true.
A few months later, the wife comes to the husband with a proposal:"I
read in a magazine, a while ago, about how wecan strengthen our
marriage." She offered.
"Each of us will write a list of the things that we find a bit
annoying with the other person. Then, we can talk about how we can fix
them togetherand make our lives happier together."
The husband agreed. So each of them went to a separate room in the
house and thought of thethings that annoyed them about the other. They
thought about this question for the rest of the day and wrote down
what they came up with.
The next morning, at the breakfast table, they decided that they would
go over their lists.
"I'll start," offered the wife. She took out her list. It had many
items on it. Enough to fill 3 pages, in fact. As she started reading
the list of the little annoyances, she noticed that tears were
starting to appear in her husbands eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing" the husband replied, "keep
reading your list."
The wife continued to read until she had read all three pages to her
husband. She neatly placed her list on the table and folded her hands
over top of it.
"Now, you read your list and then we'll talk about the things on both
of ourlists." She said happily.
Quietly the husband stated, "I don't have anything on my list. I think
that you are perfectthe way that you are. I don't want you to change
anything for me. You are lovely and wonderful and I wouldn'twant to
try and change anything about you."
The wife, touched by his honesty and the depth ofhis love for her and
his acceptance of her, turnedher head and wept.
IN LIFE, there are enough times when we are disappointed, depressed
and annoyed. We don't really have to go looking for them.
We have a wonderful world that is full of beauty, light and promise.
Why waste time in this world looking for the bad, disappointing or
annoying things when we can look around us, and see the wondrous
things before us?
I believe that WE ARE HAPPIEST when we see and praise the good and try
our best to forego themistakes of our spouse. Nobody's perfect but we
can find perfection in them to change the way we see them. It is
necessary to understand the difficulties and be a helping hand to each
other....THAT BRIGHTENS THE RELATIONSHIP.

Muslim Marriage Stories: How to stay young after marriage? Importance of Marriage in Islam

A group of people went to ask the three brothers of Banu Ghannam for a
solution for their complicated question.
As they met the first one, who was old man, and asked him for a
solution, he referred them to his brother saying, 'You may find a
solution with him because he is older than Iam.'
When they went to meet his brother, they found a middle-aged man.
Havingsought a solution from him, he said, 'You may see my third
brother and,because he is older than Iam, you can find a solution with
him.'
Hence, they went to the third brother to meet a young man. As they
couldno longer conceal their astonishment, they askedhim about his two
brothers and his manner.He answered: 'My brotherwhom you first met is
theyoungest among us. Unfortunately, he had to suffer the misbehaviors
of his ill-tempered wife because he anticipated an intolerable matter
if he would divorce her. Hiswife therefore has been the main reason
beyond his growing old at an earlier time. The second one you met is
the middle among us. His wife has gathered both good and bad
mannerism. She sometimes pleased him, but she also displeased him.
Hence, you can see him as middle-aged man.I have a well-mannered wife
who never shows misbehavior with me. Hence, I could keep my youth with
her.
Importance of marriage in Islam or Islamic marriage sayings
Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) said: "(Mostly) the doers of good of my
Ummah are the married ones, while the vicious ofthem are unmarried."
Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) said: "The person who marries gains half
ofhis Faith, then he must fear of Allah (swt) for the next remaining
half."
Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) said: "A two rak'at prayer that a married
person establishes is worthier than when a bachelor keeps up prayers
at nights and fasts during the days."
Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw) said: "The sleep of a married person is
better with Allah (swt) than an unmarried one who fasts during the day
and keeps vigil at night, establishing prayers."
Imam Ali (as) said: "In anycondition conciliate the wives, and talk
with them warmly and through kind words, thereby, they may change
their actions into good ones."
Imam Baqir (as) said: "He who takes a woman (marries) should
certainlyrespect her, because the wife of anyone of you is a means of
your pleasure,so the one who marries awoman should not spoil or
disgrace her (by disregarding her respectable rights)."

Muslim Marriage Stories: How to stay happily married? Secrets of Happy Married Couples

A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They shared
everything. They talked about everything. They kept no secrets
fromeach other except that the little old woman had a shoebox in the
top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or
ask her about.
For all of these years, he never thought about the shoebox, but one
day thelittle old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would
not recover. Intrying to sort out their affairs, the little old man
took down the shoebox and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed
that it was time that he should know what was inthe shoebox.
When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money
totaling $25,000. He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be
married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy
marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with
you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll."
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two
precious dolls were in the shoebox. She had only been angry with him
two times in all thoseyears of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness "Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about
all of this money? Where did it come from?" "Oh," the little old woman
said,"That's the money I madefrom selling the dolls."

Story - Novel The Fever CHAPTER 6

I arrived to a house filled with noise and packed with cars in the driveway.
The house had not been hard to find, not too far from my house
actually. I barely squeezed the Mercedes into the driveway and walked
up to the door and rang the doorbell. I was greeted by three different
guys, all from work, who welcomed me into the house. I came in and sat
down in a sofa as Binky, they guy whose shift I picked up the other
day, brought me a beer.
"Thanks," I responded as I cracked open the can.
"Don't thank me yet, I stillhave to take your money later," he said as
he winked at me. "I'm goingto make you want to get your own beer
pretty soon." I smiled at him.
Soon enough, the poker games began. I teamed up with Mark, the host of
the party, until I learned how to play. I picked it up easy enough. We
weren't playing for cash for the first few rounds anyways.
"You guys ready to play?"Mark asked.
"Yeah, let's go."
"Do you wanna play or just watch?" Mark asked me.
"I'll play I suppose."
"Okay, everyone buy in!"
Everyone threw twenty dollars into the center of the table. I grabbed
a twenty out of my wallet and tossed it in, telling myself I was going
to stop as soon as I started losing money.
Mark dealt a stack of chips to everyone. I started as small blind so I
was already being forcedto throw chips into the middle of the table,
next to the cash. Twenty bucksdidn't seem like much, but we had two
tables going and there were about seven to eight guys per table. Binky
passed around another round of beers for everyone.
"Aww thanks, Binky," I said as he set mine down next to my right hand.
"What did I tell you aboutthanking me?" he asked, smiling.
"Hey, the way I look at it, you still owe me from taking your shift
the other day," I joked back. He laughed and sat downafter everyone
was served.
The first game went fairlyquick. I was playing conservatively and
waiting for opportune times to gamble. I was slowly bleeding chips,
but I stayed in while other people started to get weeded out and went
to go watch Mark's four-hundred plus channels on cable.
Eventually two tables became one, and one became half a table. There
were five of us left and even though I wasn'tleading, I was still
holding on.
Five left, four, three, two... I was one of two left in the game.
Then I took my opportunity and struck.
I definitely had the betterhand, and I pushed all in, acting as if I
just wanted to join the rest of the guys and watch cable. Binky was
buying into my act, and matched my gamble.
"Holy crap, you just beat me. You have a full house."
"Is that what it is called? Ididn't know I just figuredit might be
something," I lied. I had easily figured this game out. I was just
playing an act."Beginner's luck."
"Yeah, beginner's luck," Binky replied. "Hey, I'm kind of sick of
playing; we've been going at it for over three hours. Since you did so
good foryour first time, wanna split the pot? The game ison and I
really wanted to watch."
"Yeah, that's fine by me. Ikind of wanted to watch the game too."
"Alright, let me count up the cash and I'll split it down the middle."
"Sounds good to me."
And with that, I ended the night with one-hundred thirty more dollars
that I had spent that night. It was free. It was easy.
I walked back to grab another beer and headedover to the sofa to watch
the game with the guys: University of Illinois versus University of
Wisconsin- Big Ten game.I casually posed my question to Mark.
"Hey Mark, when are you planning on hosting another poker night? This
was kind of fun tonight."
"There is usually one every Saturday night. We switch houses though.
This Saturday it was my turn. Next week we will be over at Mike's."
"Cool. Well I'm going to take off and get home before the wife gets
too worried about me."
"Alright. See you at Mike's and at work!"
"Yup. See you later."
And with that, I drove home, wondering what I could do with the money.