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Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq…

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It’s really so emotional to read anything related to sahabas (companions of Muhammed saw). I totally get emotional. This poem of mine is a small tribute to Hazarat Abu Bakr (r.a). What a great man he was. I know my words can’t explain his devotion but still a small try.

 

Meri aakhen ab nam hai
Padhkar taskeera tumhara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Apna sab kuch loota dia
Ishq-e muhammed k khatir
Dekho chal diye hain
Rahe haq pe khuda ki khatir
Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise
ye ishq ka jazba tumahara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

jab ailane jang pucha mehboob-e- khuda ne
Kya rakha hai ae abu bakr khud k liye tumne
To kehne lage mera rab aur mera rasul
 bus yahin dono hai meri zindagi ka guzara
Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise
ye ishq ka jazba tumahara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Mere nabi ka bus itna kehna tha kafi
Mai aakhiri hun rasul kya tum manoge mere sathi
To kehne lage ap jo kahen us har baat pe mera yakin hai
Ki beshak ap jaisa al-amin jahan me koi nahi hai
Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise
ye ishq ka jazba tumahara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Sunnate rasul basi tumhari jaat me thi
Garibo ki madad tumhari aan me thi
Na duniya ki garj thin na doshmano ka tha dar
Chalte the rahe haq pe sabse bekhabar
Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise
ye ishq ka jazba tumahara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara

 

Uthenge roze mehshar mere mehbub k ap sath
Uthenge bhi yun ki unke hatho me hoga apka hath
Jannat ka har darwaza tumhe hi pukarta hoga
tumhare dakhile ko har waqt niharta hoga
Koi bayan Karen bhi kaise
ye ishq ka jazba tumahara
Ye Abu Bakr ho tum al-siddiq
Allah ne banaya ye darja tumhara
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I’m proud of her.

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Pregnancy time is so much joyful as well as painful period for any women. My pregnancy was more of painful experience especially last 3 months. In end of 7th month I got hospitalized twice because of my high acidity issue which had resulted in severe vomiting. Doctors were unable to stop it.My parents were busy in praying for my and my baby well being. Every time in hospital I used to keep on checking my baby’s movement. One day Dr told us that if my vomiting does not stop then they will be doing C-section. Then he smiled and looked at me and said “Soon you will be a proud mother”. Proud mother…after so much of painful nights how somebody could say they enjoyed pregnancy time, how I could feel proud. I don’t know what more I have to go thru. All the things sounded so frustrating.

Oh Allah I was so wrong and I realize this whenever I see my daughter’s adorable face. Alishba.. my daughter…gem of my life. As soon as I reach home she welcomes me with her beautiful smile as if she is meeting me for the first time. Subhan Allah. She holds me tightly when she finds me depressed or sad. She makes me smile…she warms me with her kisses. Sometimes I feel she is my mother J kissing me and giving me comfort. I think it’s a mutual feeling which Allah (swt) fills in every babies and mothers heart. As she is getting older I want to capture some of her funny talks in my memory like:

  • She says “kitchen” to chicken. 🙂  I don’t like correcting her because I know time will pass away fast and I will not listen such words again from her.
  • Nowadays she has made a new best friend “Keeper” who is a “Lazy Dog”. She loves animals…so in short keeper is just a new addition in her best friend list. I always do silent prayers for her that she may always love every creature of Allah swt.
  • She gets angry when she finds pics of my marriage and questions me Why I’m not here?..Hehehe. She always wants to accompany me anywhere anytime.
  • She will be 4 now but still wants me to tap her to make her sleep. By the way I too love to do that to her. It reminds me she is still my small doll.
  • Oh Ya her father cant even dare to touch me or even talk to me in her presence. Hahaa. She is a mummy’s gal 🙂 . May she always love me like this.

Well there are more to add on but there are proud movements as well which Allah swt has gifted me:

  • I adore her when quietly she listen stories of sahabas, prophets and remembers them. How nicely she tries to explain about heaven and about Hell and sometimes start giving lectures like some scholar. Hehee.
  • I love her when she relates every act to good and bad and then concludes it with heaven or hell act.
  • The way she hates Satan.
  • When she enjoys reciting name of Allah swt it fills me with tears.
  • While doing dhikr before sleeping, if I sleep because of tiredness. She wakes me up and tells me I forgot to recite dua. Masha Allah.
  • She already knows some of the daily dua and because of her I keep myself updated with all the dua and its meaning. Allahumdullilah.
  • It fills me with proud that what I’m learning and understanding at this age. She already knows in such a tender age. Allahumdullilah.

So friend’s pain at the time of pregnancy was a worth and Yes Dr was right “I’m a proud mother”. Subhan Allah. I’m indeed thankful to my almighty for all the things.

I end up this post with a dua that “May Allah keep showering his blessings on our children and make them pious. Whatever good they have learnt in their tender age may they remember and implement it in thru out their life. Also Allah gives every parents strength and knowledge so that they could make their children a good Ummah”. Ameen