April 2007


Once upon a time, there was a boy who would get angry frequently. He would get angry over anything and everything. His father came up with an outlet for his anger.

 “Come here my son” he called for him. When the boy came, he was handed a bunch of nails and a hammer by his father.

“Whenever you’re angry, I want you to go out and hammer these nails in until you find yourself not angry anymore.”

Hmm…that sounded like a good way to let off some steam. So every single day you would find that boy outside hammering in nails into the fence.



Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatallahi Wa Barakatu

Personal Bubble

Ever sat in a restaurant or some public place where all of a sudden you just “feel” someone is disturbing your personal bubble. Yes, even though you are in a public place, we all have our bubble—that internal privacy. This bubble is more defined as the boundary that limits the interaction between the public and yourself. Now after having this “feeling”, you try to affirm it by turning around, only to find a low-eyed loser staring right back at you. Then that spine-chilling wink comes. You quickly turn back around, but it’s too late. You already threw up a bit in your mouth. So long for keeping your lunch down. Now the only thing that’s going through your mind is that you wish you hadn’t turned around in the first place, and by doing so, you’ve now granted yourself a new ‘friend’, a possible stalker if you may. (more…)

Bismillahi Ar Rahman Ar raheem

Assalamu Alaikum Wa Rahmatallah Wa Barakatu

News of the Virginia Technical College shootings reached people from all over the world. A man by the name of Seung Cho took the lives of 31 innocent people before finally shooting himself. Others were left critically injured, and most if not all, have been left scarred with a dark memory of April 16th.

Amongst those 31 innocent lives is a brother by the name of Waleed Shaalan who left behind a wife and a year old son.

NY Times reports:

He was gunned down on Monday while he was studying in Norris Hall, but witnesses say he died a hero.

According to Randy Dymond, a civil engineering professor at Virginia Tech, Mr. Shaalan was in a classroom with another student when the gunman entered and opened fire.

Mr. Shaalan was badly wounded and lay beside the other student, who was not shot but played dead, as the gunman returned two times searching for signs of life. Just as the gunman noticed the student, Mr. Shaalan made a move to distract him, at which point he was shot a second time and died. The student believed that Mr. Shaalan purposefully distracted the shooter to save him, Mr. Dymond said.

You can read more updates on him and his past life here. May Allah reward the writers of that blog for informing us of this tragedy.

Inshallah ta’ala we ask that any brothers or sisters who are able to donate to the MSA National Program to do so to help his family. This brother died saving someone else, may Allah accept him as a martyr ameen. Donate just a little bit, even if it’s a few dollars. Anything will help immensely and you will greatly be rewarded for it bi’idnillahi wa ta’ala.

Allah subhana wa ta’ala says:

Who is he that will lend to Allâh a goodly loan so that He may multiply it to him many times? And it is Allâh that decreases or increases (your provisions), and unto Him you shall return. The Noble Qur’an Al-Baqarah 2:245

The Prophet (peace be upon him) said:

A man giving a dirham as sadaqah (charity) during his life is better than giving one hundred dirhams as sadaqah (charity) at the moment of his death. Hadith – Abu Dawood, Narrated Abu Sa’id al-Khudri

The Messenger of Allah, upon whom be peace, said:

“Every Muslim has to give sadaqah.” The people asked: “O Prophet of Allah, what about the one who has nothing?” He said: “He should work with his hands to give sadaqah.” They asked: “If he cannot find [work]?” He replied: “He should help the needy who asks for help.” They asked: “If he cannot do that?” He replied: “He should then do good deeds and shun evil, for this will be taken as sadaqah.” This is related by al-Bukhari

If you yourself cannot donate, then please, for the sake of Allah, link someone else who you know would be able to do so and instead pray for this brother and his family and make du’a for all those who have lost loved one in this tragedy. May Allah guide us all on the straight path and protect our Ummah from harm Ameen raabil ‘alameen.

To donate, visit this link here May Allah reward you immensely for your donations. Like I said before, anything would make a HUGE difference. Think if it were your family (Allah forbid). He is our brother in Islam, not by blood, but through Allah subhana wa ta’ala, and that should be more than enough to drive us to donate.


From Muslim Matters:

Waleed Shaalan’s Tribute on MM to be Delivered to Family
Inshallah, we plan to print out all the tributes/comments posted for Br. Waleed and package them nicely to send to his family, as a small memorial.

Please continue post your comments/duas/thoughts on the tribute entry: Linked here or see below. The cut-off date will be April 30 (Monday) by 5PM, at which point we will print all comments out that have been posted (you can continue to comment past that, but it may not go into the print-out what is to be delivered to the family).

Inna lillahi wa inna illahi raji’un, To Allah we belong, and to Him is our return.

Barak Allahu feekum wa Jazakum Allahu Khair

Fi aman Allah
Walaikum asalaam wa Rahmatallahi wa barakatu.

– Alone –

It’s sometimes scary, when everyones’ turned their back. They’re not with me no more.. i wish we were together again. i wish things were back to normal.

Do you remember anyone close you’ve lost? Imagine that day again… how did it feel? If you’ve felt that pain in your throat, and your head hurt at that moment, then that person must have been really special to you.

People respond differently when they lose others. Some people try to move on and make new friends, others try to stay alone and reflect on what’s gone.

The ones that move on, they usually go through the reflection stage too.. they just might be a bit more used to it. While the one who remains in that state, they usually don’t want to move on. They want to stay comfortable, so they hold on to them memories, hoping that it just comes back. (more…)

From an anonymous contributer

“You missed a spot!” The young girl said, pointing a finger at the window that her older sister was cleaning. Her sister did not look pleased. And why should she? Her hard work was being criticized by her idle sister.

Too many times we criticize our brethren, both in blood and in Islam, when we ourselves do not look at our own faults. How many times have we slandered our brothers, backbitten them, been harsh to them, and even boycotted them for something we could have easily done ourselves? And all this is usually done before any real attempt at naseehah is made. (more…)

Parent, father


“Our Lord! Forgive me and my parents, and (all) the believers on the Day when the reckoning will be established.”
Surah (Chapter) Ibrahim (Abraham) Qur-an 14:41  


When I was a little brat, I always asked my parents for help regarding everything. They helped me patiently, never asking for anything in return. Time flew by and I started relying on myself. Especially when it came to school. I had teachers to ask, friends to call for help… I felt grown up when I didn’t need to ask my parents. Like it would be a great shame to go to your Dad and say, “I don’t get this Math thingy Daddy…”

Turning 13, I was officially a teenager. Now I seriously couldn’t ask my parents for help! Except for giving me money of course. That’s what they are there for, right?


Asalamu aliakum wa rahmat Allah wa barakatoo,

Niqabis Studying

Imagine. 20 girls jumping up on their desks, screaming because a mouse just went scurrying across their classroom. Do you see it? Do you hear it? The shrieks, the laughter, the confusion? Yeah, it was utter chaos, but it was a lot of fun, too. It really happened to my class back when I was in high school. And gosh, I miss those days.

Now, I’m in university. And yes, I am perfectly aware that there are perverse stalkers on the internet, which is why I’m not usually one to speak about my private life online. But, today, I’m going to be a little daring and say a detailed fact- I live in the UAE and I attend a segregated university. You’re thinking, “big deal”? Pretty ordinary. Well, it is a big deal. I finished 12 years of schooooool…a big deal to me! No, seriously, it’s more than that. It’s a bigger deal than that because a lot of the world has this image of Muslim/Arab girls being the oppressed daughters, the lowly wives, the uneducated girls…And you know what? We’re not.

In fact, hmm…well, wait. Are you ready for this? Are you sitting down because we wouldn’t want you to faint…

Thousands of Muslim women attend university. In the UAE, there are even universities made exclusively for women, such as Higher Colleges of Technology for Women. Think about that. Universities just for women. What does that mean? It means that women must be attending university, must be learning, graduating, getting degrees…if women weren’t going to the universities, the universities would have to have been shut down because let’s face it- in the end, universities run on the tuitions of the students, don’t they?

But that’s not all. Going to university isn’t really the “big deal.” The big deal is when we, Muslim women, earned our rights to get an education.

Take a wild guess…

A couple more guesses….

Okay, enough guessing. Time to spill the news. Wait, I just have to check one more time: you’re still sitting down, right? Sitting properly in your chair? Not balancing on only one leg of the chair? Good, good. You’re ready!