I’m concerned Part II

quran-teacher-2Assalamu alaikum friends. Ahh posting after a long time. I know you all would be thinking that few days back only you cheked out my new post. Oh that I did because of “AWARD” thing and also for sisterhood love.Now todays post is more like an escape from my laziness. This laziness is killing me and taking me away from writting anything. But don’t worry I’m becoming a good reader of others blog. Afterall you all also need good reader. (Hehhee. Just joking).

Ok Jokes apart. Get into a serious mood. In one of my post I had discussed about how our society tends to ignore giving fees to Islamic teachers (I’m concern). Now that was only one part of the story. Another is more serious. Islamic teachers especially who take up the responsibility of teaching Quran don’t pay attention to tajweed (pronunciation) at all. There are very few teachers whom I have come across are actually telling there student that whats the right way to pronounce alphabet of Arabic. The saddest story has happened with me too. I’m ashamed in saying that I don’t know proper pronunciation of arbi and for this circumstances I blame my Quran sir. Because whatever he taught we thought that’s the right way. But to my goodness, at this stage of my life I have come to know that I actually read whole Quran in wrong way. May Allah accept my Quran ibadat.  I’m not here to discuss my short comings but wallahi I’m not only the case of such situation. There are so many people struggling with the same. I could pick up from my grandmother to my current generation. Not to mention Allah is going to judge everybody in aakhirat (judgement day). May Allah accept our good intentions.

Also such teachers are famous for their strictness. Some teachers take up the offensive way of teaching Quran i.e. “beating”.  They should understand that beating neither fills love nor fear in heart. It fills up hatred. Islam is full of love and its teacher’s responsibility to fill love in their student heart. Don’t forget that we all will be questioned for our responsibilities.

In my own family there are so many boys who stopped hifz of Quran (to learn whole Quran) because of this beating culture in madarssa (school where Islam is taught). Strictness is important but we need to understand its limit. Power does not make a person famous until we add good manners in it. Friends we really need to change our society. Let’s make coming generation free of this tajweed issue. Lets use technology like app, blogs, websites to learn proper tajweed and teach the same to your children, cousin, sister, mom, dad ect. Let’s make ourselves and our children a good teacher. Let’s help each other.

I end this post with this dua –“ May Allah make us firm in our deen path. May Allah opens his doors and accept our good deeds” . Ameen.


I’m concerned.


Nowadays we talk so much about politics, terrorism, security, etc that these topics are actually shadowing the basic issues which we are facing in our society. And among all, one thing which really annoys me is the fee to a tutor. I’m not talking about general or subjective tutions. Rather I’m more concerned about the fees which we pay to a tutor of “Quran”.

Friends I’m not aware about other countries but the trend in my country towards these teachers is really not so human. We are ready to pay thousands and thousands bucks to an English teacher, maths or science teacher but when it comes to the payment of a “Quran” tutor we start making excuses. Excuses like “Oh there should not be any fees for teaching Quran”, “Quran teacher should not ask for money” and if by chance Quran tutor openly ask his fees then we start using bad words for him  Astagfirullah.

I agree that there should not be any fees for teaching Quran. It’s obligatory on every Muslim to read and teach others. But for some people its there livelihood. Some Quran tutor struggles so much to take care of there family. They are forced to do two different kind of jobs to provide bread and butter to there family. Just because they know the kind of fees which we pay to him is not all sufficient. Friends we really need to put ourselves in there shoes and see the situation.  I strongly feel that insufficient income through Quran teaching is one of the reasons that parents or in fact children themselves don’t want to get an Islamic degree. I know it’s sad but that’s what our mentality is becoming. We are running more towards materialistic world and forgetting our deen. Let’s stop this tradition. If we are really want to make a change in our society let’s start supporting such great teachers, scholars. Let’s teach our children more about Quran. Let’s pray Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala to increase our children as well as our knowledge in Quran. Let’s start helping each other in any ways and teach the same to our coming generation.


Learnt from my mistake


Yesterday I was just back in the memories of my newly married life. When along with the love and pampering of your hubby and in laws comes the big responsibility of taking care of all of them. Talking humbly, taking care when to laugh when not to laugh, not back answering, not to mind any comments etc etc. I know all these qualities should be there in a human being if he really wants to be a human 🙂  But unfortunately we as human are so weak 😦

After spending a month with my in laws in their village I shifted to city life again with my hubby along with my younger sister in law. Off course that 1 month with my new family was really cherishable. Allahumdullilah. Allah really filled my heart with their love and affection. No doubt He had given me the kind of family what I had dream of. But life in the city was waiting for more responsibilities so I had to leave them.

My hubby picked us from station, dropped us at home and went back to office. My new apartment had just got painted and was in a mess. So to clean up the paint marks on the floor was a first and big task. After doing whole washing, cleaning of floor it was already time for lunch. It was my first encounter of making lunch for my new family. Awww. I was little scared seriously. Cooking stuff for your own mom and siblings is a different task. You can ask your mom about the quantity of spices you have to put. How much rice needs to be cooked. But here I was the eldest one. Subhan Allah. I was confused what to cook how much to cook. I felt like crying. But you can’t do that as well. Allahu Akbar. So to avoid all confusion I picked up best vegetable which can be used anywhere- potatoes. And cooked potatoes, rice and pulse. But unfortunately came to know my hubby is not fond of “Potatoes”. So I felt failed 😦 . But he had no choice except having it in lunch 🙂 .

Now same day I got one more attack. My hubby declared that in night one of his friend is coming down from Saudi and is going to come for dinner. I checked the kitchen no grinder, no fridge nothing was there. As we had just arrived we were still needed time to start our new life. But now after announcement there was no time for such thoughts. I thought of making chicken but I had no idea what to do if there is no grind-ed onion is present. Also I was confused that ½ kg of chicken is enough for preparing chicken curry and chicken fry both. I did not want to make my mother tensed because of my tense condition so I did not call her up to get clarification on my doubt. Off course not to mention Smartphones were not there at that time so can’t check recipe on net. In the name of Allah I started cooking and kept on cooking such easy stuff for so long. Allahu Akbar and kept on reciting this tasbih “ Ya Allahu, Ya rehmano Ya rahimo” and kept on praying “Oh Allah I don’t know how this gonna taste but please put some flavors in my guest mouth. Please don’t make me or my hubby to feel shame”. At last I served the dinner and hid in one room.

Wonder what happened next. I got compliment from my guest. Wow. But in reality it did not taste any good. But with Allah nothing is impossible. Subhan Allah. Do I tell you a secret? Mu hubby did not like it as well. Hehee. So after two days he took the responsibility to teach me how to cook good chicken. And I just loved his style. Anyways that was it. Really. Nope. Memories are not there to forget. Its there to learn, to smile back. Isn’t it? Yes. Whenever I think about those days a smile comes along with the lessons I leanrt that what could make a pathetic food. Heehee. There are other memories which helped me to become a better person. Allahumdullilah. Allah taught me to be patient, caring and humble with my husband’s family. Still I get tense in the kitchen but there is one tasbih which keeps me motivating “ Ya Allahu, Ya rehmano Ya rahimo”. I don’t know why but this tasbih automatically starts coming from my mouth when I’m in the kitchen. May be because I solely trust my Al mighty potential of delivering the best and off course He is the most kind, most merciful.

So I end up this post with this dua that “May Allah gives us the potential to learn from our mistakes and to stand up again after any failure”.


A sorry to “Mother”


No one can deny the fact that in this universe many things keeps on changing but what does not change is the unconditional love of our parents Subhanallah and among them also love of mother is the most prominent one. What a beautiful heart my Allah has created for mother …Subhanallah…

Off course no one can understand the feelings of a mother until or unless we ourselves attain that position. And I’m also not an exception. After becoming mother, each and every day I put myself in the shoes of my mother and realize the struggles she would have gone thru while taking care of me and my siblings. What an immense power my almighty has provided to a mother..Allahu Akbar…I really thank him for giving me this position where heaven lies below my feet…WOW…:)

But I do regret days when I had hurt my mother. It really brings tears to me. I want to share one experience with you all. I had attended an Ijtema (Islamic congregation) of 5 days. There on second day we all had to say sorry to our mothers for our ill-mannered behavior ever we would have done with her. Oh friends! It was hard very hard…I was mugging up dialogues which I will say to her…I was not getting strength…her whole pity face had started picturing in front of me…I was feeling shameful…I cried to Allah and asked for the strength and promised not to hurt her in anyway afterwards….I said to Allah “Oh Allah! It’s so easy to say sorry to you but it’s so hard to say sorry to my mother…I can’t face her.

Next day I just sat with my mother but I was unable to control my tears….my mother asked what happened to me? but my throat chocked up and words were not coming out…at last with lots of struggle I said sorry to her …she did not say anything and was just crying…my heart was pounding…tears were flowing …there was a hope…there was a fear…and in my heart I was continuously making dua.. “Oh my Allah! I make dua that my mother forgives me”…and somewhere I knew she has.. after all she has got “Heart of a mother”. When we all gathered again in ijtema, we discussed our confession with our mother and it was a surprise to know that everyone had faced same issues. But somewhere we were relaxed because we all knew our mother’s will forgive us and today Allah swt will be happy as we comforted the heart of our heaven ..:)

This whole incident forced me to think that if it’s too hard to say sorry face to face to anybody in this world then after doing so many sins how much it would be difficult to say sorry to our all mighty on the day of our judgement. Oh that’s gives me goose bumps. Let’s do tauba before its too late….lets say sorry to all those whom we would have hurt knowingly or unknowingly…lets make our Allah swt happy…lets pray for his blessings …his immense love…


Miracles of Allah swt in my life

miracle   I don’t know how to start with this topic because there are so many miracles of Allah swt which can’t be listed down in few words or pages….but will try…

Some miracles you see happening with you and some happens in your surroundings. Some are so small to notice but Yes definitely changes our life or our mood or our decisions.But we human being just tend to ignore them. We just keep on checking out for some big magic which we ourselves are not sure of.

I started enjoying my life more when I started noticing these small miracles Allahumdullilah. From past few years my life is going thru with so many ups and downs. There came time when I used to feel Oh Allah! I don’t have money how would I face it? In those times I just used to leave it on Allah swt with a prayer that “Please save me from debt burden.” And wont believe me friends…miracles happened.. without putting any extra efforts I have got money… like some relative visiting my house and in happiness gave money to me or in somewhere in my alimirah unexpectedly I got money..WOW…Yeah dats a wow feeling…he saves you. Once happened that I was depressed and really wanted to attend some Ijtema (islamic congregation) and after few days my sister gave me such address where women ijtema was going on…my sister was not knowing about my feelings but Yes Allah swt knew…and that was really a relief…

Oh friends there are so many which I want to share but will end up with this last one…I was searching for a good school for my daughter..Some schools were demanding too high donations some were not Islamic…I just prayed to Allah “You know my financial situtaions and my feelings as a mother that I want my child to be a good Muslimah. Please help me”. It just happened… I got to know about a Muslim school whose fee was exactly same to the money which I had saved for my daughter…Subhanallah…

It’s necessary to notice these miracles. It really helps us to out to come out from our depressing phases. It gives you happiness. And offcourse helps you to get closer to your God. I’m thankful that Allah swt gave me a chance to explore my love for Allah…So friends keep exploring….keep giving sadkah…and do believe on Allah swt…he listens every beat of your heart..


Ops! Am I really blogging?


Ops! Am I really blogging?

Yeah friends whenever I put up any post and it shows published I just wonder really “Am I a blogger now?” Well never ever in life I had thought that I will be doing some blogging stuff. I don’t know why but it has really been not so interesting topic for me but now when I have started it… I just love it 🙂

Sometimes in life you don’t know your hidden talents and sometimes you know but you just want to keep it a secret and that’s what my case was. Blogging my poems etc.  came to me forcefully by one of my closet friend who wanted me to start with FB fan page and due to some issues with FB I started this blog without knowing that how far it could go and what kind of reviews I could get. Thanks to you all who really encouraged me to go ahead with it and explore unlimited emotions inside me and my surroundings.

Well friends I’m  a person who just love to try hands on different things like painting, sketching, travelling, cooking, poetry, reading….and mind it there could be many more in this list who knows what Allah (swt) has thought for you. And believe me all these things I have explored with the grace of Allah…unknowingly… liking something, fearing in trying out , started to learn and then “Yeppy I did it”..heheh…Yeah I’m not perfect in any of the task but I could switch to anyone of these as per my mood.

So friends never measure yourself as unimportant. Because how Allah has made your destiny you don’t know but just don’t sit quiet, keep on experimenting. It’s not important to show this to world that what you can do as Allah swt is there to measure it. I pray that May Allah gives us success on the path which is liked by him and his messanger Prophet (saaw). I liked some beautiful lines in one of the blog…just pasted them below as it perfectly shows my emotions:

“Thank you Allah for everything you gave me, for everything you didn’t give me, for everything you protected me from- that which I know and that which I’m not even aware of, thank you for blessings that I didn’t even realize were blessings, thank you from guidance when I felt like I was slipping, and thank you for every thing else because no matter how many things I try to list, at the end of the day, I can’t even come close to thanking you enough….Alhamdulillah. !!

Do share your stories of such unexpected things….

Khuda Haffiz for now and Jazakallahu khair for reading it..

**I’m not a very good writer but yeah trying to be.So please ignore my mistakes and let me know where I could improve”** 🙂