part 111

*note
This post is a special post because I’ve reached 100 000 views…alhamdulillah…jx to everyone for spreading the news…especially my dear sister ‘desert rose’(my journey into the unknown) ….


I was in a deep sleep one thursday night when my phone started to ring on my bedside…I don’t usually keep my phone on silent as I don’t ever get calls or messages at odd hours….I got up with a shock trying to process what was actually happening..that’s when I realised that my phone was ringing..I picked it up and looked at the time…it was just past 11pm…and salmas number showed on the screen….in all this time I was half dazed, the call had already ended before I could pick it up….

Ismail also woke up with the ringing of my phone…
“Who was that baby?(Sleepy voice)”

Me:”its salma(confused)”

Ismail:”what does she want this time of the night?(Concerned)”

Me:”I don’t know, I didn’t get to answer in time…it cut before I could answer it..I wonder why she’d be calling this late?”

I was turning to go back to sleep when ismail suggested:
“Call her back babes..I’m sure its urgent..no-one will call this late at night just to make chit chat…”

So I picked my phone up from the pedestal and redialled salmas number…she picked up almost immediately..

“Fay??!!!are you sleeping?I’m so sorry…”(Panting)

Me:”sal?don’t stress..I’m up now..what’s up?what happened?you sound terrible!”

Salma:”we just got a call a while ago…..its goolam!”

Me:”oh no…what happened now?he changed his mind and called off the wedding?”

Salma:”no no fay..its worse..his mum, dad and him were doing some last minute invites and they were hijacked…”

Me:”wHAT??oh my word..are they okay?”

Salma:”his mum and dad managed to get away and get help…but they took goolam and the car…and they haven’t found him as yet…”

Me:(sitting up properly)…”Oh my god sal…that’s crazy….just stay calm and make lots of dua….it is thursday night..jumu’ah after all…just make dua that he’s safe where ever he is and that he’s returned safely to his family inshallah…”

Salma:”oh my god fay..I can’t believe this..there’s just a week left for the nikaah and this had to happen…”

Me:”Allah know best sweety…please don’t stress yourself out…inshallah they’ll find him soon and everything will go as planned inshallah…why don’t you calm yourself down and get some rest..we’ll see what happens early in the morning…I’ll try my best to come over as soon as the kids have left for school okay….?”

Salma:”thanks so much fay…sorry for waking you”

Me:”are you crazy?I’m glad you did..its something so important…we’ll be making dua inshallah…just hang in there and call me if you need to talk or if there’s any progress on his whereabouts ok?please…no matter what time it is…”

Salma:”thanks so much…will see you in the morning…”

And she cut the call…I filled ismail in on what had happened..the 2 of us tossed and turned the entire night…we were terribly restless…

This country is just getting from bad to worse..people are being hijacked and killed and families are losing near and dear ones like no mans business…

Before we were able to sleep with our doors wide open…now unfortunately even in broad daylight we have to have all doors and gates safely locked up…

People can’t live in south africa without burglar bars, trellidoors, electric fencing and all the extra security that there is available…we can’t even leave our homes to go down the road without the fear of being hijacked or robbed…

Even when walking in shopping malls we have to be so careful and hold onto our handbags for dear life…why do we need to live in so much of fear?

Look at the countries where the islamic rule is established! A person won’t dare to even pick up a sock left on the road…for fear that their hands will be cut off….

the next morning I was done early and jumped in with ismail when he was going to drop the kids off..he dropped me off at salmas house…she was like a sister to me and she needed me right now…

The entire friday went by and there was still no news about goolam….there were bbm messages, whatsapp messages,it was even all over facebook…but no-one had spotted him or the car…

By Saturday afternoon! The car was found..almost all its parts had been stripped, but was identified by the number plate..and still no news of goolam….his phone was off and couldn’t be traced….

The wedding had to obviously be postponed until further notice…..salma was so unsettled….she had no idea where she stood…

Goolams family was quite strong…but ofcourse they must have felt it a lot….aunty saabira kept on saying that Allah knows what’s best for all of them and her trust is completely in Allah….whatever He wishes only will happen….

Finally on wednesday afternoon the call came from goolams family……

part 110

Aunty saabiras point of view:

Just incase you’re wondering who I am….I’m goolams mummy….

Firstly…I’d like to introduce you to the apple of my eye..that is my son goolam…

You see…I was married very young and when I fell pregnant with goolam, we so much wanted the name mohammed….but then…closer to me giving birth, I lost my father due to a sudden heart attack…..my fathers name was goolam hoosen…..and so when I gave birth there was no 2 ways about it…my father was an amazing man…and so my husband suggested we name our little angel after my wonderful father with the hope that he’ll have the qualities that my father did…

To our surprise, goolam did turn out to be a lot like his grandfather…he was such a soft hearted loving boy…always helpful and always had good words to say about everyone….he was very reserved though and we never had any problems of him making a mock with other young girls….

But that’s where the problem lied…little did we know that my goolam had taken another route…until oneday someone approached us telling us of what they’d seen and heard….at first I wouldn’t believe it…I couldn’t…this was my son they were talking about..he would never do something like that…

For over a year I refused to speak to my cousin who brought this devastating news to me…I thought how could my own family accuse their blood of something so horrid…I was beyond hurt….I covered up for him as much as I could..no parent wants to hear that their child is involved in such a vice…

However one day goolam sat us down and explained to us that it all was infact true….I couldn’t take it…I was totally taken aback…I cried for days on end and landed up in hospital with extremely high blood pressure…

As time went by,goolam seen how much this had affected me…however I stood by him and made even more dua for my childs hidayat(guidance)….I even started waking up for tahajjud salaah(late night prayer) and haven’t missed a single tahajjud since then….I made a promise to Allah that if ever he gave goolam hidayah, I would leave the materialistic things of this world and turn completely to him…

They say the dua made at the time of tahajjud is guaranteed acceptance..there is nothing between Allah and his bandah(slave)…Allah says “ask and I will grant you all that you desire”…

And alhamdulillah…..well not immediately ofcourse but after some time, goolam started noticing how this was affecting me so badly….he came to us crying oneday that he wants to stop..he wants to change..he wants to be a better muslim….

As a mother, seeing your adult son crying was just heart breaking…I hugged my son and reassured him that Allah would never let him go…Allah still loves him and Allah only can help him…and the fact that he realises what he’s doing is so wrong, Allah will definitely pull him through all this…

Goolam started classes with a well known aalim in our community…this great scholar of deen..I owe everything to him for standing by my son and being a means of pulling him back onto the correct path…even if goolam broke down at 2 on the morning..this dedicated aalim was there to listen and advise…

Looking at my son now, 2 years later?I feel so proud of this great step he’s taken…and I owe it to Allah as I’ve vowed….this test that Allah had put goolam through has not only brought my son back onto the ‘straight’ path..but has also drawn the entire family closer to Allah…goolamis our inspiration…and we all look up to him for moving a mountain that people believe is impossible to…

He has finally taken the courage to see a girl…and alhamdulillah what a lovely girl she is mashallah…salma is a homely and caring girl…inshallah they will be very happy together…

Goolam wanted the wedding as soon as possible because he felt that waiting would just cause shaytaan to put all kinds of evil thoughts in his mind..we wanted to give them a big yet simple walima…and we invited as many poor people as we could…

Its just a week before the nikaah now…and its thursday night..we had just 2 more homes to go to for inviting..these people were really poor and had no phones to contact them so we went personally…

On our way back…we were driving on one of the quieter roads when goolam couldn’t drive anymore as there were large rocks in the middle of the road…ad we slowed down..an egg was thrown onto the windscreen making it abit difficult to see the road ahead….

We were stuck…and scared..I just started reading ayatul kursi out loud….when someone opened my door and threw myself and my husband out….they tried throwing goolam out of the car but he tried to fight them….one guy pulled out a gun and told goolam to get out of the car….

He was scared..I could see…and the next second they threw him in the backseat and drove in the opposite direction…..

We were left stranded in the middle of nowhere and my goolam…oh Allah…they took my goolam…..ya Allah….please protect my child……..


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part 109-

Gremlin inlaws point of view(I mean mother in law):

My poor bachu…..she’s having such a hard hard life….you know these men how they are?…shooh! He just shouted her infront of her children…..sooo terrible he is…just because she told his mother that her dress is so ugly…but it was true…why must he get cross for that?ey I tell you..he’s so useless…he doesn’t do anything for this daughter of mine..poor thing has to do everything for herself….she works so hard..seeing to so many children is not easy you know…

You know what that jammaai(son in law) of mine needs?he needs one wife just like that faaiza..then he’ll come right…my daughter is so pretty and she dress so nice and she looks after her children so well…

I don’t know what is happening to our life….it must be that daughtern law of mine…she was just jealous that we are such a happy family…that my ismail had a mother and a father and loving sisters…and she…she’s an orphan…shame!and no siblings also….

Now see what all her jealousy caused?my son is gone from my house..she took my son away that jaanwar(animal)…

And she was so jealous of my rookya….I could see…so now see, my rookya had to come home…marriage almost broken….

When I told my ismail not to marry her, he didn’t listen…now look where’s he today?living with the grandparents and slogging for them in their business..

He had everything of the best in this house…we gave him everything he wanted…he had so much freedom..he didn’t ever have to worry about a thing…now?shame my poor bachu…he has to live under his inlaws command..I can’t even imagine how they must be torturing my poor son…but he’ll see for himself…no-one will be able to look after him the way I looked after him..

You know jannat lies under the mothers feet..if they don’t listen to us…they won’t even go to jannat….what and what sacrifice I did for that child…eyy..this youngsters of today they just don’t listen to us…

Now we have a full house here….with choti and her baby and now rookya and her children…eyy…but I’m not in need of that faaiza….

There’s this aunty down the road, she cooks for us everyday….her food is not so nice..but chaalo(come!)..I just have to make do..I’m old now..can’t sit and cook cook for all these people..just now I land up in hospital…who’s going to look after me?

Everyday we must order food and we order our savouries n rotis ne handu(and everything) from her..she even make cakes and biscuits and everything…but she so expensive….shooh…what she think?money grows on trees?ey I tell you…our people are getting too too greedy…

I told her but..if anybody find out we buying from her, I’ll stop supporting her and shame she’s so poor so I don’t think she’ll tell anyone….you know our people how they talk?tomorrow the whole town will know we buying food from this dohi(old lady)…must support them also…shame they battling and if we don’t support them, where they’ll get food to put on their tables.?.we just doing them a favour by buying from them…

And ey you heard?that gaandu(mad) friend of the daughtern law?that err… what’s her name?salma?she actually marrying one gay boy…shooh….she’s so desperate…so old and can’t find anyone now she going to just marry any man…eyy..where’s her mothers brains?they can’t think.?..what people going to say..?

Now I hear they rushing rushing the wedding…I wonder why?maybe the parents just want to get rid of their son…you know how some people are…can’t sort their problems out…can’t bring their children up the right way then they turn out all like rubbish…

I brought my children up very very well…see my rookya and my kulsum…..they treat their husbands so well…they learnt from me…ya!

You don’t see ismails daddy…?he was married so many times…but only lasted with me..just shows…I’m so good to him…he won’t find anyone better than me……

chaalo now..I must go see to my rookya…poor thing!!!tsk tsk tsk….can’t sit and make panchaat with you whole day…..

Faaizas note:
(“If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people”)

part 108

*note
This post is dedicated to layyanah grey….:))..a special post because I’ve reached 90 000 views…
Jx to you all for being so patient…


Me:”what do you mean she’s not there aunty maria?its still school time…is she gone on holiday…”

Maria:”haai makoti….she and she’s husbend(her husband) they are fighting….medem(madam) she pack she’s bags and take all childrin(children) and go she’s muddas(mothers) house…”

Me:”oh my word…maria…when did this happen?”

Maria:”eish makoti she’s 3 weeks now…me I thought makoti she know….”

I couldn’t wait for ismail to come home to tell him this juicy news….it just shows, what goes around, comes around…

I’m not wishing bad for her, but this witch caused enough hell for me in my life and always had a big mouth when ismail and I had problems….I remember her saying once:
“Once you have kids you have to make your marriage work…you can’t just run away from your problems…and what you’re going through is not even serious..my brother gives you the world..you must make shukr!”

If you really look at our situation…..ismail gave me bull…..but yet I stuck all the crap he and his mother and sisters gave me…..and this woman lived in utter luxury…I mean her kids all attend private schools, they drive the latest cars…she has domestics for everything in her house…her husband never questios what she does or where she goes..he just loads her with bucks all the time….

Okay…but who am I to judge..?maybe she did have a serious problem with him…shame…poor thing….!lol…

But honestly, I have no idea how she’s going to survive in my mother in laws house…where she no longer has a million people to work as she commands…where she’ll have to cook and clean and feed and bath her kids herself…..

Its really sad how our lives have become nowadays…almost every home is going through some kind of tough time….every person has issues in their lives…our lives are no longer stress free….its either the husband is having an affair…or the kids have gone way out of hand….or the couple is suffering financially….

Allah warns us that everything that happens in our life is because of our own doings…

Look at the way we live…!we have become so materialistic…we have forgotten our ultimate aim in this world….we live for gossip(like myself right now who’s so excited about rukayas story)….we swear…we eat haraam…we dress in a manner not pleasing to Allah….we are disobedient to our parents….we neglect our salaah and our duties as muslims…..so how can our lives not be so complicated?

We really need to start taking stock of ourselves and change ourselves if we want the condition of our lives to change….

As difficult as it may seem…we need to work step by step and change…and its not impossible…Allah hasn’t put us in this world to sin….infact he has put us in this world as a test…and we’re failing drastically…

I related the news to ismail who was quite surprised aswel….

Ismail:”anyway!what does it have to do with our lives?my own sister and I don’t know…so who really cares…..she deserves it anyway”

me:”how’s aqeel doing?”

Ismail:”he’s hanging in there….he’s been reading that dua and the moulana that gave a talk last jumua’ah in the masjid seemed to have really got aqeel thinking….babes you needed to hear that talk…from this friday, make sure you have the masjid receiver on….”

Me:”I will…I think jumu’ahs are so hectic, trying to get done early that it completely slips my mind…which moulana was it?”

Ismail:”he’s a revert to islaam…but when he talks…you’ll never say he just reverted a few years ago…he is sooo dynamic…he has the way of gripping us all and he cracks a joke or 2 here and there which makes it even more interesting..but you know what’s really sad?”

Me:”what?”

Ismail:”aqeel and I were early for jumu’ah last week and when this aalim walked in….everyone snubbed him because he was african….I heard him greeting a group of some high and mightys of the town, but they totally ignored him like they couldn’t hear him…and trust me, his voice is so loud and clear, they definitely heard him….”

Me:”well that’s our indians for you….we think we own islam and anyone else from a different nationality is not good enough…they don’t realise that the first mu’azzin(caller of the athaan) and one of the closest friends of nabi(S.A.W) was black…”

hazrat bilaal (R.A)’s status is something none of us will ever be able to achieve….but if you really think about it, he became so high, because of the suffering he’d been through..how Ummayah used to place him on the burning hot sand and place a rock on his chest, how they would take turns to whip him, how they would drag him in the streets….and we indians seem to be trying to humiliate the non indian muslims almost the same..we act as if though we are greater and we are guaranteed jannah..like our ‘ooplang’ money is going to be able to bribe malik(the doorkeeper of jahannum) to not send us flying into jahannum….

Ismail:”and then those same big shots..after moulana gave the talk and after he performed the salaah so beautifully that every person was in tears…..they realised who he was and then they were all acting like they his best buddies and know him for years….HYPOCRITES!!”

part 107

I don’t think aqeel was this sad even when he found out about noori….he looked lost…like he’d just lost the only thread that he survived on…poor guy….but that’s life….we win some..we lose some….

As the time for the wedding drew near, everyone got into wedding mode…the atmosphere at salmas house was so heart warming…

During school days I couldn’t go but I would make something and send everyday….weekends we spent a lot of time there…surprising enough ismail didn’t mind at all…he seemed to have got along very well with salmas brother…I think for ismail, he was just happy to be away from his family..he seemed so much happier as long as they were out of the way…

And no-one from his family bothers to even phone him to see if his okay or alive…and I don’t want to push the matter and nag him to phone them…because even though its the better thing to do…for him to phone his family and show that he’s still a good son, its just not healthy for him or us….

I was busy in the kitchen one morning and talking to maria, the domestic….

Maria:”makoti, boss don’t have jobs for my braada(brother)?he don’t have job now and he suffaaring(suffering)…”

Marias brother works for rukaya my sister in law…he’s her driver…..I wonder what happened?

Me:”why maria?did something happen?did rukaya fire him?”

Just then the house phone rang and I couldn’t continue my conversation with maria…I made a note to ask her about it later…

Me:”hello?”

Caller:”salaams, is this faaiza?riyaads mummy?”

Me:(concerned)”jee it is….”

Caller:”faaiza this is mrs poppy, the secretary at the muslim school….riyaad seems to be feeling a little ill..will you be able to pick him up?”

Me:”oh okay..sure..he was looking a bit out of it this morning…..I’ll be there shortly..jazakallah so much for letting me know”

Riyaad had abit of fever last night and I medicated him and thought he’ll manage to go to school today…I hated them missing school for no reason…school and madressah are both very important and absenteeism is not something I’m very fond of…

Its really disturbing to see how some parents are so lenient when it comes to attendance…a child throws a tantrum that they don’t want to go to school and the parent obliges…

Some kids tend to stay absent for petty reason like they were tired and couldn’t wake up in the morning..or they slept too late the night before or they have guests over and can’t make it….

If we don’t instill the importance of education within our kids, they too will slack in it and not regard it as important too….

I called ismail to fetch riyaad but he said that he was due for a meeting in the next 10 minutes so I should ask dada to fetch him if possible…

Thank Allah for my grandparents..they’re such a great help…imagine if I were living with my inlaws?…what would I have done in this situation?who would I ask to fetch my son?that’s why I feel its necessary nowadays to atleast ‘know’ how to drive…

You don’t have to be running around in the streets the whole day, but when it comes to situations like these, atleast we’re not stranded…

Anyhow, for now I’m abit useless, I can’t drive and in my situation it wouldn’t be a wise idea to be driving anyway…everytime I go for a check up, dr gives me a long lecture about sitting put and not exerting myself too much….don’t they understanding how demanding life has become?its impossible to just be immobile all the time….and I honestly don’t have the patience…

Once riyaad came home I sponged him down, gave him some medication and tucked him under a blanky to have a bit of a nap….

Shukr to Allah, both my kids don’t really trouble much when they’re sick….they’re just lame and sleep wherever they are….I guess Allah knows that I can’t handle a whining and cranky child so He made that easy for me….

While I was warming the food for lunch, I remembered that I needed to Ask maria what happened with her brother….

Me:”so aunty maria…..you were still busy telling me about your brother…why did they fire him?”

Maria:”how makoti…you don’t know?they didin(didn’t) faaya(fire) him…..that sista(sister) for boss she not there no more…so no wek(work) for heem(him)”

part 106

Salma gave her answer and goolam and family want the nikaah as soon as possible….he feels there will be much more barakah in their nikaah in that way and for the time being he wants no contact whatsoever with salma……

truly the blessings one receives when doing things according to the sunnah is unbelievable….

So they want to have the nikaah at the ijtimaa(religious congregation) next month….wow…that’s really soon….but its better…and then no reception from our side but goolams family will give a walima and we can bring as many people as we like…..

Salma is totally freaked out…she has no idea where to start or what to do….luckily her mothers been collecting her AMC pots and tupperware already ages ago…so that’s sorted..lol….

As for her trousseau..she’s been buying nice sets of undies whenever she came across them..so that too Is sorted…

Her cousin wanted to have a little bridal shower for her….so that she could get whatever extra gifts she needed there..but salma refused….

I can totally understand where she’s coming from..bridal showers, kitchen teas, baby showers and what not have no basis in islam whatsoever…its more to collect gifts from everyone which in islam also is wrong..because a person should never feel obliged to give a gift….its the way of the non-muslims and nabi(S.A.W) has mentioned that a person will be from amongst those who he follows…

What if there’s someone who genuinely can’t afford to buy the couple a gift?it would be quite awkward for them to come empty handed…so most of the poorer lot won’t attend…that would make the bridal shower a function for only the rich…?!

islaam condemns this because in the eyes of Allah…rich and poor are all looked at equally…..
Allah doesn’t look towards our wealth or beauty…Allah looks towards our hearts…

The example is that of the haram….Allah doesn’t only allow the rich to stand infront of His magnificent ka’abah….but infact rich and poor are all brought together and stand shoulder to shoulder praying to one Allah…

I remember attending a few bridal showers myself…and oh gosh was I embarrassed…the things young girls get upto is really absurd….infact its disgusting….

What has happened to our modesty?have we lost it?the few I’d attended, the bride to be is made to wear the most sluttish outfits exposing half of her satar(parts of body that are meant to be concealed)…

The hadith mentions to the effect that when modesty disappears then people shall do as they please….

As the years go by…people seem to be becoming more and more shameless…I can only imagine what’s going to happen when raadiya and riyaad grow up….anyhow…I’m just glad salma decided against one…

Ismail broke the news about salma to aqeel…poor guy was devastated..he really thought he had a great chance there..now his blaming himself for being too slow when he had the chance…

I told ismail to give him the following dua to read:
“Allahumma’ jurni fi museebatee wakhlufli khairam minha”
اللهم اجرنى في مصيبة و اخلفلي خيرا منها…
“Oh Allah..reward me in my dfficulty and compensate for me better than it..”

Its such a beautiful dua….I promise..everytime I lose something or something goes wrong or even when I get hurt…I immediately read this dua…I actually started oneday when I heard the whole story about someone who read this very dua…I was absolutely inspired….I think I should tell you all about it…

It was the story of umme salmah(R.A)…her name was actually hindah….she was married to the foster brother and cousin of nabi(S.A.W)..abu salmah who’s name was abdullah bin abde asad…they were amongst the first people to accept islam….

They migrated to abyssinia together where they had a son by the name of salma..therefore they were called umme and abu salma…

After some time they decided to migrate to madinah…this is how umme salma narrates the story herself:
“When Abu Salma intended to make Hijrat(migration), he got the camel ready, with a howdah (canopy) on top, where in I and Salma sat. As we were leaving Abu Salma held the rein and walked ahead. When we passed the tribe of Banu Mughaira, who was the tribe of my father, they told Abu Salma that he cannot take me with him. They took hold of the reins, and took me by force. When the family of Abu Salma, i.e. the tribe of Abde Asad,  heard of this they started fighting with the Banu Mughaira. They said that the Banu Mughaira must keep me if they wished but they cannot keep the child, Salma, so they grabbed Salma and took him. Now, my husband, baby and I were all separated.

Abu Salma reached Madinah Tayyibah and stayed at Quba. I remained with my tribesmen and my child was with my in-laws. This incident and separation affected me so much that I used to go out to the desert daily, there I would cry profusely and return in the evening. This continued for a year. I could not meet my husband nor see my child. One day, a cousin of mine took pity on me and told the family, that why are they not allowing me to be united with my husband or child. Eventually they consented to my going to my husband, and when my husbands family heard of this they also sent my son.

 
Now, I made preparations for the journey to Madinah. I acquired a camel and took my son and left. After about 3 to 4 miles away from Makkah Mukarrama, I met up with Uthmaan Bin Talha. He asked me as to where I was going all alone. I replied that I am going to Madinah Tayyibah to meet with my husband. He asked if anyone was accompanying me. I replied that Allaah Ta’alah and my son (are my companions). When I said this he caught hold of the reins of my camel, and walked in front of me. I take an oath, I never saw a more honourable person than Uthmaan amongst the Arabs. Whenever we reached a stop, he would make the camel sit down and he would go under some tree and sit down, when it was time to go, he would bring the camel and move away and allow me to mount. After I had mounted, he would take hold of the reins and walk in front. In this way he took me to Madinah Shareef. When we reached near the tribe of Bani Amar bin Auf, he told me that my husband is here. He made salaam and he departed.”  –[Uthmaan bin Talha was not a Muslim at that time, he accepted Islaam later]”

Umme salma and abu salma loved eachother sooooo much..oneday whilst talking to eachother abu salma suggested to umme salma that if ever he dies, he would like for her to remarry….umme salma told him that it would be impossible for her to ever find another husband as good as abu salma..no-one could ever meet his standards…

Abu salma took part in the battles of badr and uhud…during the battle of uhud he sustained some injury which healed after some time…nabi(S.A.W) then made him commander of another troop and during this time the wound opened up and due to this, he passed away…

Umme salma read the following dua upon his demise..
“Allahumma’ jurni fi museebatee wakhlufli khairam minha”
اللهم اجرنى في مصيبة و اخلفلي خيرا منها…
“Oh Allah..reward me in my difficulty and compensate for me better than it..”

After some time hazrat umme salma had to fulfill her husbands wish of remarrying…and as much as she thought she would never find someone that could meet his standards…Allah compensated her with someone even better…and that was none other than our beloved nabi..muhammad(S.A.W) himself….

part 105

jumu’ah mubarak everyone!
Rem me, my family and foreveramessup in your special duas 😉


I sat there once salma had left trying to take in what she’d just told me….

Was my best friend really going to accept goolams proposal?I’m honestly so proud of her for not being so narrow minded and for allowing him the opportunity to change his life….

Well just incase you’re wondering what the aalims discussed with her…

Well you see..goolam WAS gay at one stage….yes his family did find out..but unlike many other people who justify their actions and don’t give a damn about what’s right and wrong…goolam did!..

He regretted deeply and sought guidance from the wise ulama(scholars) of his locality….

So no his family was not merely getting him married off as the rumours had it…they were not dumping their problems on anyone else…it was goolams decision to find a good wife, one with islamic morals that can help him get closer to Allah….

He’s tried for quite some time and has been straight for the past 2 years now…and he regrets deeply…the aalim from rustenburg mentioned that in these 2 years, there hasn’t been a single day that goolam has ever missed a single salaah with jama’ah(congregation)…

He spends any extra time trying to study deen and has also taken to doing hifz(memorising) of the holy quraan….

So the fact that he came to see salma wearing a kurta wasn’t actually a show….as we wrongly accused him of (hide)…but that has become his daily dressing….

As for his facebook pics etc that we seen….they asked salma to check when the was the last time it was actually updated….and that was 2 years ago…he gave up facebook, his evil habit and has chosen the path of Allah and his beloved rasool…..can we actually say that we are better than him?

As far as I remember hearing an aalim mention oneday….that when a person changes his evil ways and turns to Allah..not only is he fogiven by Allah but his evil actions are turned into good for him…and on the day of qiyaamah when this person asks for who are all these good written..it will be said to him that these are infact your evil actions that you have repented from and have now turned into good for you…

Here we were..judging this poor soul who could be more dearer in the sight of Allah because of his repentance while we are rotting away in sin….

Imagine if we were still living in the time of the bani israaeel?their every sin was engraved on their front door for everone to see….

We are so lucky that Allah has hidden our sins…and the wisdom behind that is that Allah wants us to repent and change our evil ways before we are disgraced for the sins we commit….

So salma asked for 3 more days to make up her mind…she continued her istikhaara and came over to tell me that she was going to give her answer as yes…and also to ask my opinion…

As much as I wanted her to be with aqeel…..Allah knows best and I think she’s making the right decision by going against what society would want and doing this solely to please Allah….how can Allah not give her barakah in her life…?