WHAT IS LEFT OF WHAT IS RIGHT?

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SOCIAL NETWORKS AND MUSLIMS

Photo credit: Kairay Media

Photo credit: Kairay Media

A MUSLIM:

He is someone who submits willingly and absolutely to the will of Allah, the almighty. He lives consistently by the tents of Al-Islam. He considers the sayings of Allah and his messenger in whatever he sets out to do.

In this age of rocket-science, there exist quite a lot of novel inventions which could only be dreamt about in the Prophetic era. This poses a challenge to present-day Muslims, as patterning their lives with that of Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon his soul) would be somewhat difficult considering the quantum jump experienced in technological, environmental, and socio-economic spheres. One of such new inventions is the internet, and more specifically, social networks.

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WHO AM I TO JUDGE?

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WHO AM I TO JUDGE?

WHO AM I TO JUDGE?

I, A MERE MORTAL MADE OF GRIME

WHO AM I TO EVEN GRUDGE?

CAST STONE ON OTHERS, WHEN THEY DO CRIME

 

I AM BUT A SERVANT OF THE GOD OF ROME

A DEVOUT DISCIPLE OF HIS EMISSARY

I AM BUT A FOLLOWER OF THE HOLY TOME

THOUGH I MAY NOT GRASP IT UTTERLY

 

MY MOTHER SOLD ME OUT IN SLAVERY

TO FOREVER TOIL IN A TERRAIN I KNOW NOT

THOUGH SHE WAS RICHEST IN THE CITY

SIMPLY DEEMED ME A BURDEN TOO MUCH

 

I HAD NEITHER CHOICE NOR SAY

IN WHAT WAS TO AFFECT ME FOREVER

I HATED HER SO MUCH THAT DAY

BUT WHO AM I TO POINT A FINGER?

 

MY BEST FRIEND ONCE SWINDLED ME

BORROWED MY SLIGHT, SMALL, LITTLE PAY

AND THEN SUDDENLY, HE FLEES

NO TIME WAS I EVER AS BETRAYED

 

HE CAME BACK, PLEADED AND I FORGAVE

BUT THEN HE FLED AGAIN, NOW WITH MY WIFE

MY INNERSELF BURNED WITH GREAT RAGE

BUT WHO AM I TO MOAN OR WHINE?

 

 

 

 

DEVOTED IN WORSHIP TO THE MOST-HIGH

I SWIFTLY SOUGHT OUT A NOBLE PRIEST

HE ASSURED ME SUPER-HEAVEN IN THIS LIFE

IF ONLY I SOW ONE-TENTH MY EARNINGS

 

ONE DAY, I SAW MY GOOD PRIEST ON A STEED

TREADING MY PATH, I WAVED THAT HE MAY STOP

ALAS! HE SNUBBED ME, OR SO IT SEEMED

WHO AM I, TO CONDEMN, I AM JUST A SLOB

 

I REMEMBER TOO, ONE POOR, FRAIL GENT

WHO CAME TO MY CABIN TO PRAY

NOT FOR FOOD, BUT MY CONSENT

THAT HE MAY RULE THE WHOLE POPULACE

 

I TRUSTED AND GAVE HIM MY BACKING

THEN, AFTER HE BECAME A REVERED SOVEREIGN

HE LOCKED ME UP FOR STREETBEGGING

BUT HEY, WHO AM I TO COMPLAIN?

 

WHO AM I TO JUDGE?

I, A MERE MORTAL MADE OF GRIME

WHO AM I TO EVEN GRUDGE?

CAST STONE ON OTHERS, WHEN THEY DO CRIME

 

NAY! IN SILENCE I SHALL SPEND MY LIFE

IN LACK, I HAVE BEEN; IN LACK, I WILL EVER BE

PERHAPS, I CAN BLAME FATE FOR MY PLIGHT?

DEFINITELY NOT OTHERS, FOR I AM NOT ‘HE’!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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THIS IS THE 21st CENTURY

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KINI BIG DEAL: THIS IS THE 21st CENTURY?

I was recently going through a moral discourse on Nairaland.com, when a certain ‘Iduwuogbo’ commented saying “Bleep or no bleep, cater to your man. It’s 2013 for fevk sake! Kini big deal!?!(sic.)” And Lo and behold, she got a considerable number of likes (i.e. approval) from other members of the forum. This really threw me off.

Throughout my stay in this world, I have seen many posts and read thousands of comments on the virtual network. But in all honesty, I believe, if ever, only on a few occasions have I caught sight of one as annoying as this. Have we really stooped this low in terms of moral decadence? Why must we justify our wrecked ethical values with silly and highly flawed excuses (like the one above)?

People seem to think that what is moral and what is not is determined by the conduct of the majority. As long as the majority is stealing, then I can steal too. As long as the majority are homosexuals, no one dares point a finger at me. As long as the majority is corrupt, who are you to blame me. Excuse me… a thing does not seize to be absurd no matter what name we call it. A thing does not seize to be unjust because the president endorses it. Neither does a thing seize to be wrong because the majority are doing it. What determines good or bad, right or wrong, just or unjust, ought to be our rational thought process, the holy-scriptures, our conscience. Put in words of Marcus Tullius Cicero: ‘the absolute good is not a matter of opinion but of nature.’

If we say we can do as we please, simply because we are in the 21st century, don’t we think the 20th century guys would have said so too.  Same applies to those who lived in the 19th century and antecedent years, because moralistic writers have been warning of moral decadence centuries ago. At times, when you read the remarks of some scholars (or perhaps, quotations), you will think the speaker is a contemporary one, due to the fact that the society he describes is much like the one obtainable today. But then you check the author’s name, and you discover it Socrates, Cicero or other ancient sages.

Hence, if we truly want good for ourselves and wish the best for humanity, let us not blame the times for our misdeeds, let us not engage in evil under the pretext of ‘besides, this is the jet age, the age of immorality, the age of freedom’. In fact, let us not engage in it at all.

“In matters of conscience, the law of majority has no place.” ~Mahatma Gandhi.

THE SECRET TO SUCCESS: STORY

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THE SECRET TO SUCCESS: STORY

Narrated BY ERIC THOMAS… Retold Here Ipsissima Voce!

There was this young man who wanted to be successful, so he went to a sage to seek for counsel. He told him he wanted to be on the same level he is.  So the sage said, if you want to be on the same level I am, I’ll meet tomorrow at the beach by 4am. The young man thought to himself, ‘hey, but I said I wanted to be successful and not learn how to swim.’

However, the next day, the young man got to the beach at the appointed time, already prepared with his swimsuits on et al. The old man grabs his hand and asked, ‘how bad do you want to be successful?’ He replied that, ‘real bad.’

So the sage told to him walk into water. He did as he was told until the water got to his waist. At this point, he was thinking to himself, ’this old man must be crazy. I told you I want to be successful and not learn to be a lifeguard.’

Nonetheless, the sage instructed him to go in a little further. He went deeper into the water, until it got to his shoulder. The sage insisted that he go further. He obliged until it got to his mouth. He became scared and attempted to run back, thinking ‘this man must be really out of his mind.’

The sage said, ‘I thought you said you wanted to be successful.’ He replied, ‘I do.’ Then he told him to walk a little further, and then suddenly, taking the young man by surprise, he shoved his head into the water and held him there.

The young man struggled to get out but the sage was strong and held him down. Just before he was about to pass out, he raised him up. The young man immediately gasped and took short sharp breaths.

Then the sage said, ‘I have a question for you…’ He said, ‘when you were under water, what did want to do, what did you want most?’ The young man replied, ‘I wanted to breathe.’ To which the sage replied, ‘that is the secret of success. When you want success as badly as you want to breathe, then you will be successful. There is no other secret.’

LESSON: Many of us claim we want to be successful but we do not want it bad, we just kind of want it. We do not want it as desperately as we want to party, we do not want it as desperately as we want to watch soccer games or as desperately as we want to chat with our friends on BBM or Whatsapp. And until we want with a burning desire, and we sacrifice everything (our time, money, family, leisure, friends, habits etc.) in order to get, we may never get it. We have to want success so badly that we refuse to sleep. We have to desire greatness so badly that we forget to eat.

Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle
~Abraham Lincoln.

PER ARDUA, AD ALTA!

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I’D RATHER DIE!

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I’D RATHER DIE[…THAN TAKE WHAT IS NOT MINE.]

If out of your little wit, you open your mouth and say,

I’d rather steal than die, of hunger, of shame,

Remember that the whole of mankind, regardless of age,

Whether through poverty or cancer, will die all the same.

THE STRANGE ONE

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THE STRANGE ONE

He is the talk of the town
Spoken of with so much scorn
By his peers, he is often jeered
No praise gets he from the aged

As rigid as Peter the hermit
He cares not what others say
As simple as the Great Gandhi
Without frown, he goes about his day

He moves with his head bent down
Never in a haste, never slowing down
Always cautious to lower his face
To avoid the mad world and its gaze

Come buddy, to a party must go
Painfully, but always, he says no
Hey look at that lovely ‘hoe’.
Lo and behold, his eyes are closed

Once, they queried him and demanded
Why not nod your head to this music
Gently, he shook his head and said
My mind is a temple, I cannot abuse it

They, at times, tell him to get a life
What do you even do to unwind?
He says books are his only friend
He spends time with unend

He is the talk of the town
None, in his presence, wants to be found
Many, out of his feats, know his nom
But still they call him the strange one

WHY WEAR A GARB?

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WHY WEAR A GARB?

Why wear a garb?
Only to cover your thorax
While speaking to others

Why wear a garb?
Only to hide your undies
While alighting from taxies

Why wear a garb?
Only to walk about
As if manoeuvring a death trap

Why wear garbage?
Only to be in discomfiture
Only to hide in contrition

Only to satisfy the society
Displease the Almighty
And in fact, put yourself in anxiety

DON’T DO IT !

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DON’T DO IT!

DO IT! DON’T DO IT!
THE VOICES KEEP COMING
GO ON! ARE YOU SILLY?
THE FORCES KEEP TUSSLING

THIS FEELING IS SO ANNOYING
THE THOUGHT, QUITE DISTURBING
OH! WHAT SHALL I DO?
WHICH VOICE, SHALL I LISTEN TO?

DO IT LAD
IT CAN’T BE THAT BAD
IF YOU ARE CAREFUL SO
NOBODY WILL KNOW

BUT IF I AM NOT?
PERCHANCE, I AM CAUGHT?
WHAT WILL ENSUE?
WHAT MIGHT I DO?

YOUR FAMILY WILL DISDAIN YOU
FRIENDS WILL FORSAKE YOU
YOU WILL DESPISE YOU
AND FOES WILL, YOU, RIDICULE

THE RISK IS TOO HIGH
I CANNOT TAKE IT
THE PRICE IS NOT NIGH
I CANNOT AFFORD IT

WHAT WILL I TELL MY LORD?
THAT I WAS A COWARD?
NOT BRAVE ENOUGH
TO REPRESS MY LUST?

DO IT! DON’T DO IT!
THE VOICES KEEP PASSING
THINK I’VE MADE MY VERDICT

TO WAIT TILL THE SECOND COMING


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SIGNIFICANCE OF BEING PATIENT

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THE SIGNIFICANCE OF BEING PATIENT
“o you who believe! Be patient and excel in patience and remain steadfast, and be careful of (your duty to)Allah, that you may be successful.”

One faithful day, during the hour of Salatu-l-Zuhr (afternoon prayer for muslims), a musafir (traveller) was urged to lead the congregation in prayer. And after the completion, he narrated a short but beautiful story on the virtues of patience and forbearance. In shaa Allah, I will retell this story, as accurately as possible, using his own perspective.
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There was a time I had problem with my skin, so I paid a visit to a clinic that specialises in skin diseases, or so it seemed. I was told to wait, along with some others, at the reception. There were four of us; two appear to be conscious muslims and the last individual is a lady.

As time went by, the lady began to sing Christian songs, apparently seeing that those with are belong to another faith. Ideally, the muslim brothers ignored the lady’s clear attempts at provoking. Not getting the result she wanted, the lady raised her voice, and even turned in the muslims’ direction. Yet, they remained calm. In fact, being a muslim myself, and witnessing the whole episode, I felt obliged to address the woman and correct her lapse. More so, that my appearance would not present me as one who is biased. However, I remained silent.

After some time, the two brothers left the reception. And I asked the lady why exactly she pulled the stunt, knowing full well that they are muslims. She then said; “No o! Don’t you know those guys? They’re not muslims! One bears the name Paul and the other one is Samuel.” I was shocked at this response, but not for too long as I soon found out that she had a mental impairment.

Just imagine what could have happened if the reaction of the muslims had been retaliatory or violent? Who knows what might have ensued.
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The lesson I learnt from this story is to be patient in all situations. Things are not always as they seem. A muslim does not act based on emotion, but on reasoning. He does not allow his ego to rule over his intellect and moral code. If everyone goes mad, a muslim must be able to keep his head.

The truth is that if the two brothers had complained or shouted at the lady, everyone would heap the blame on them. The world is forever watching the muslim ummah for mistakes, flaws and shortcomings so that they may capitalise on such, and tarnish the image of Islam. We cannot allow this to happen. And that is why we must always act with caution, making sure to follow the example of the prophet (PBUH) to the letter.

This reminds of the story of how Hazrat Hamza (RA) reverted to Islam. One day, the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) was in meditation at the foot of Safa mountain, when Abu Jahl rebuked him in an extremely objectionable language and struck him. Uttering not a word, the Prophet (PBUH) returned home. Hamza had just returned from hunting, and he came to know about this incident. He rushed angrily to the compound of the Ka’aba, and saw Abu Jahl sitting among other Quraish leaders. He reproached and hit him, making the Shahada (the testimony in the oneness of Allah and prophethood of Muhammad). If the prophet had not been patient, and had he spoken angrily back at Abu Jahl, Hamza most likely would not have died as a believer.

The Prophet exhibited this attribute on countless occasions, and because of it, many believed and followed his path. It is, therefore, imperative for us too to inculcate it. May Allah (glorified and exalted is He) make it easy for us.

Amin.