Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 December 2013

Creative Solutions

Assalamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

 

Simply the meaning of the song is quite meaningful... hehe...

No one is living a happy comfortable life only by reading a book.... 
The world is stuck with smart solutions...
Not only with hopes...

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!


Thursday, 19 December 2013

Rang Lāga

Assalamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

 

Poem: Navid Wajid Ali Nahasd
Reciters: Sanam Marvi, Bobby, Rehum

It is almost two weeks that I had to gradually cease from stopping by at mosques around my neighborhood because my father is not so well. I miss all the congregation members though I never open up my mouth and just greeting people with two or three words and smile. The new Solar year is about to come and the new Lunar year had come by. I tried to revive my spirit everyday with new resolutions and trying to be optimistic though without any moral support. I had been in this way since I was a young child that made me lost my faith but I returned to Him and giving myself a second chance. By now, I am just learning things as the preparation for the "time", the 'ajal. I always keep the iram (two white clothes) that I put on for my pilgrimage with mother during pilgrimage season of 2005. I wash them when they look dirty. I wanted to put them on if I "see" suitable time come and leave everything behind in the hope to see Him... In previous times, human-being would answer the call of patriarch Abraham and some of them would be buried with the white cloth.

I had seen for myself what is "this life". We do not have to look far to take heed and He reminds us everyday. There is no such thing as worldly life. The Glorious Quran actually reminds us that the Hereafter is eternal. Ignorance of our soul will just darken us and deceive us. He sends us enlightenment but we left it behind for something which is not true : )  

May the God the Highest bless everyone and bestow us with good health and happy life... Āp ko meri khāhish ki khūsh raho... I wish everyone happiness and prosperity.

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Monday, 16 December 2013

Jo Rang Rangaya Gūrha

Assalamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


 

The color it dyed, is tinted so deep. The hue of my guide, o friend!

Cackle o heart, so the Lord hears. Seek the ache, to not miss the 'hū'.

Misery chokes this bosom of mine. Blazes within a flaring 'hū'.

Without cinder, a fire wont light. Without plight, there is no spark of 'hū'.

Entangling with the flames of a pyre. The poor ones burn by the amber of 'hū'! 

Loving the Supreme is quite a task. Watch your wings as you long o moth! 

Like a hawk I soar. Through the heights of the bounties of 'hū'!

Its 'kun' alone that my tongue knows of. Rest use their pen to talk of 'hū'.

Kinds of Plato, kinds of Socrates. Make no match to my 'hū'!

Countless are dregs like the wealthy Hatim. At the steps of Sultan Bahu who beg for 'hū'.

The black locks and the glowing hand. What marvels to witness, o friend!

Allah

Through the ocean of ardor and rapture.

How to float like a brave heart?!

Each vortex where it whirls the most. It is there that the loops break.

Of those wild beasts and demons and barrens.

Let not just the sight daunt you.

Why enshrine one self as a 'lowly humble faqīr'?

When the desires keep stealing the breath of 'hū'.

Lord

The cast out Bullehya came to me.

And capered dancing around, o friend!

Poem: Sultan Bahū (1630-1691)
Reciter: Madam Abida Parvīn
Translation: Not mine

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Rang Lāga

Assalamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah



 

(Avoid from playing this video 30 minutes before the salat services!)

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Monday, 2 December 2013

Brick

Assalāmu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

 

Mitran nu apna bana ke wekh le
Dil nāl dil nu watta ke wekh le

Ni pakki hundi itta wargi
....

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

In the Name of the God

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah



 

I start everything with Your Name...
I end everything with Your Name....

At 15:00 today I have an interview for front office job in a hotel. I really hate to do this but I have no choice. I have to settle my debt with the government loan and getting a transport for myself. I still have another interview tomorrow also for front office job. There are many jobs but not the job which is suitable to our inclinations of our "self".  I do not know how else I could contribute for the betterment of the nations. I mean not only for Muslims but also for other brethren though they are non-Muslims because all of you are the nations in the period of Muhammad s.a.w. The period of the end of the cycle... 

I need to bring my Quran for memorization everywhere I am and renewing my wudhu' all the time and hope He forgives me for bringing the copies into "worldly" affairs since I cannot bring people inside the "Path" if I am not memorizing or practicing the Quran in its maximum. I am sinful all the times... Let's see if I could also find a job as a guard in mosques. Or maybe a cleaner for a mosque... I do not really care about money. I care about my "faith" and I hate it that people around do not understand this but insist that everyone is the same like them : (

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Friday, 22 November 2013

Tu Kya Jāne

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

You can relate this poem to your life... It happens but just in different settings : )

 

Tu bin dil bin jazbāt, Allah jāne. 
Mere dil ki bāt, tu kya jāne. 
Tu bin dil bin jazbat, Allah jāne.

Bhūli nahi abhi chand ni rātein
Bhūli nahi teri pyaari bātein
Tujh bin ye din nahi bhāte
Kya batayen hum??

Wohi khile khile sapne salone
Bas gaye hain jo kone kone
Bann gaye jazbāt khilone
Dil tadpe par tu kya jāne?

....

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Katna Nai

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

 

Dedicated to you, bapak... I am so sorry... 

T.T

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Har Zulm

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

Nice rendition for the poem... This guy is among my favorite singers and I love poetry..

 

Har zulm terā yād hain, bhūlā to nahin hū
Aye, wāda, faramush mein, tujh sā to nahin hūṃ..

Mein ḍūb rahā hūṃ abhi ūbā to nahin hūṃ.
Chup chāp sāhe maslehatān vaqt ke hāton..
Majbur sahī vaqt se hārā to, nahin hūṃ.

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace, and love, amin!

Monday, 28 October 2013

Every Cruelty

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


I remember every cruelty of yours... 
I have not forgotten it...
O you who forsake the promise
I am not like you at least...

You are standing on the shore... 
What is your problem?
Go in some time, when I am gone...
I am drowning, but have not drowned as yet...

Silently, slowly though I have been reformed by the hands of the time.
Though I am compelled, I am not lost to the time...
That is, I still am fighting the time as much as I can...
Despite being forced with some changes.

Muztar, why does the world keep on watching me??!
I may be mad but I am not a drama for them to see!

O you who forsake the promise
I am not like you!
I remember every cruelty of yours!
I have not forgotten it!

Sealed with prayers for peace, mercy and love, amin!

Friday, 25 October 2013

I Have Just Returned

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


I have just come after making eyes meet with my love.

If the women at home call me unwed, just let them be. 

Do not care of what the neighborhood girls say.

My eyes just met that of my love.

A beautiful face, and an enchanting body.

His beautiful face, charming like an idol...

Yes an enchanting body, charming like an idol...

An enchanting body... Charming like an idol...

I have hidden it in the depths of my heart.

I have just made a place in the bottom of his heart.

I have just returned from...

I have just returned after seeing my love.

I have just returned after seeing my love.

Khusraw gives his whole life to you, Nijaam. 

Khusraw gives his life to Nizamuddin in sacrifice.

Where am I the precious lover of his yet?

I have just had him call me his most favorite disciple.

I have just returned after seeing my love.

If the women at home call me unwed, just let them be!

Do not care what the neighborhood girls say!

I have just returned from seeing my love.

Amir Khusraw, Dehli (1253-1325)

This is a poem written by Amir Khusraw about his teacher, Khwaja Syed Muhammad Nizamuddin from the Chisti mission order. The language of course is Indian Ordu. I also listened to poetry in Arabic, Ordu or Punjabi and I know the languages. I just refused to speak in it even when being approached by Nepal's Indians (Nepalese who speak Hindi) while working at the airport and they said that they know I am a North Indian descent but why I insist on speaking in English... Since I know that they are going to play tricks with me, lol. That explains why Indians or those related to Indian sub-continent such as those affiliated to movements from India perhaps love to be close to me though I can also speak in several other oriental languages because I absorbed "environment" around... I can sing this poem in Hindawi Ordu, hehe...

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Quran: Juz 'Amma

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


Yesterday Evening

Yesterday brother Rosli from the musalla congregation near our neighborhood had invited me to a feast at his house just after 'Isha prayer service. His house is just at the junction at our neighborhood. I actually did not promise him whether I would be there or not. I just went home to see my father cause I am afraid my sisters would forgotten to feed him with his milk and medicine while my mother was at the masjid for her Quran lessons. I am supporting her to study Quran and Islam since she had no time to study since she took care all of us who were little children. After that I feel lazy to go to his house because there was already lots of people. When I saw that many people had gone home only I went to his house just to fulfill his invitation as it is impolite to make the host feel sad. I did not eat much just three sticks of satay (grilled chicken) and few glasses of water before thanking him. He shoved me some chicken but I had politely turned it down saying that I have some problem with meat. There is a limit for poor people to take meat and it is also a no to take few seafood or those living under the water. 

Most of the times I feel safe with vegetarian foods. I sometimes would feel uneasy when I have to explain things to people. So, I would pick the first food that I had seen there just to make the host feel happy and not to make them seeing me as a weird quite guy. Currently, we are in high holy days. Those in Mecca were observing it. So do me here. I am bringing the prohibitions in the respected land outside of the boundary as a sacrifice for Allah. Anyway I am thankful to brother Rosli and his wife for hosting me. He is a nice guy and he prays regularly at the musalla. I just feel shy because I was just a Shari'a stream student who is now still struggling with European Union policy and decision making thesis while those uncles there discussing trillion dollars projects in government lead companies (GLC). It is not good to compare our selves with others but it is just the effect of post-trauma for me, hehehe. 

I am scared to be closer to rich people. I think brother Idris is right when he said I am scared to mingle with people. I spend most of my time with low-class labors, poor students and I don't know how to discuss about business or investment. If I know I am with a rich guy I would immediately leave him. The same thing for example when I chat with karkun Firdaws at the hostel in RST and suddenly few of his colleagues joined in and talked about setting up cyber cafe business. I just stood up of my sit and went off. I just don't know why people can't talk about common things like TV programs, musics, movies, cats, plain hobbies like gardening, cooking, sports, health and so on to start the friendship. I know prophet Muhammad s.a.w had managed to help his wife, Khadija in her business in Syria but did he do it for a life? There were stages in his life. That is what all of the people should be acknowledged. Nothing is so specific in his life except Allah is the One who is specific in his life. Well, I am not talking about religion 24/7 too. I know how to switch my speech into "secular" ones when it is necessary. 

Those are just what happened yesterday. I just did not sleep for few days writing up thesis so kind of high, haha. I am just posting for the Quran as I had draw a new schedule for Quran recitation plan for myself. To those who are so fond with conspiracy theories around the world. I would suggest you people to make up thesis out of your "confidential" information and data, hehe. Submit it to any recognized university and try to get the feedback from International Relations and World Politics professors. I am sure you will get the doctorate out of your theories about what ever topics be it about a certain race supremacy, history or about anthropology to be linked with regional nationalism or religion just to make you feel secure about your selves. I am sure you will enjoy the process of writing a "thesis" and get to know how theories or speculations work within time and space. Life is not only about theories of war, dominion, racial supremacy and life it self is not of any importance because it is a test before another test coming at the gate of the hereafter. Theories are just a bunch of speculations. They are used to frame the events and what ever happening in the world. Just don't let theories controlling our life. To act and to feel like a scholar or academician is easy but the torture to achieve it is like being tortured in the hell. Only Allah knows. Just recite the Quran like what our elders recite it and immediately try to implement them in our daily life. It is better than speculations or dreaming.

Juz 'Amma     

Juz 'Amma actually referring to the last juzu' of Quran or the 30th part. Other terms referring to juzu' that I would use is perhaps parah or parashat. This part is usually the part that we always listen in the imam's recitation in prayer services. During our childhood, we were taught with this part and memorized few surats from this part. This part is quite easy to be memorized because those surats are simple.

This part contains many surats as compared to others. Most of the surats here were revealed in our holy Mecca. I think they are about 34 surats and they are known as the Surat al-Makkiya which means they were revealed during Mecca period before the hijra event. The balance three surats which are al-Bayyinat, al-Zalzalat and al-Nashr were revealed in Medina period. Altogether, there are 37 surats out of the juzu'.           

Special Characteristics of Makkiya Surats

They are simple sentences, words are eloquently structured, high in aesthetic and literature. Their arguments are strong. They were characterized with reminders to human that Allah is omnipotent, life in the hereafter, meeting with Allah and His promise on the result of the deeds. Basically, they are in poetical Arabic so if we speak in English we should not comment it through the translation. The same thing as Shakespeare's masterpieces could not be commented in other languages as it could be appreciated in its English form. Translation only serves to bring the messages to audience of different languages and world view. Currently I am studying Yemenite Arabic poetry just to appreciate our ancestral art and heritage. 

Coming to this issue of language and cultural appreciation, I don't understand why some people in our country love to classify Arabs who are married to Malay women as a Malay? Or the peranakan Arab is also claimed as a Malay? I know that both Malay and Arabs are of same religion but is it wrong for us to be recognized as Arabs or non-Malay natives just like the Thai in regional northern Malaysia or identified according to our paternal side? I think the nation-state nationality which was practiced by British in identity certification is complicated and it has caused us who were the Arabs of the past facing identity crisis especially those of the flows in 15th century down to 19th century. I found that our community did not really marry or pairing their children with non-Arab except in special cases. Elders just married among relatives until the situation changed in 19th century where many had broken traditions. There are also conflicts in the time period for our flows which also confused us and the registration officers because we speak in regional Malay. Some local nationalists perhaps would say to us, you can return to your homeland if you refuse to identify with us but our elders had been here since before independence, involved in regional history for example in the battle to protect local sultanate and its citizens, serving the state court and we're denied with our identity and culture. I am currently doing a thesis about European nationality and how Muslims of diverse ethnicity as those among various types of minority in Europe needs to be framed for social integration policy without losing their religious and cultural identity of their first generation's country when they were promoted to European nationality. Personally for me, denying our selves is to deny our religion and our past. Those who identify their selves for purposes other than da'awa but for worldly affairs should be boycotted.  

Moqadaam

In our country, these surats were separated into a book which is known as Moqaddam. It means the introduction which could be immediately recited and memorized. I usually would buy few Moqaddams and prayer books as presents to few friends or brothers that I know or closer to me. I am actually hoping that they would recite it with me though they are far away. They could also recite them for my soul to hear because we do not know when we are going to die. I am praying to Allah to listen to their recitations when the light is filled wit the darkness if they live longer than me. Wishing to help me to accumulate meritorious deed because I am poor. They can help me in that way and also gaining benefit for their selves and their family, hehe.  

Surats List

al-Nabaa', al-Naazi'at, 'Abasa, al-Takweer, al-Infithaar, al-Mutaffifeen, al-Inshiqaaq, al-Buruuj, al-Taariq, al-A'alaa, al-Ghaashiyaat, al-Fajr, al-Balaad, al-Shams, al-Layl, al-Dhuhaa, al-Nashrah, al-Teen, al-'Alaq, al-Qadr al-Bayyinat, al-Zalzalat, al-'Adiyaat al-Qaari'at, al-Takatur, al-'Asr, al-Feel, Quraish, al-Maa'un, al-Kautar, al-Kaafirun, al-Nasr, al-Lahab, al-Ikhlaas, al-Falaq and al-Naas.     

Non-Arabic speaker Muslims perhaps would need to find the meaning and contents of the surats in the Quran. Nowadays we have many kind of Quranic translations. There are Quran with parallel translations in various languages for Muslims of different mother tongue. Important for us is to collect as much as possible lessons from the surats and to execute it beginning with our own selves. Try it, we will feel the difference : )  

Sawmana gaadin eemanan wahtesaaaban, allahomma taqabbal minna siyaam. Allah help us with the yearning, inshaAllah...
          
Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace and love, amin!

Friday, 2 March 2012

I Came to Know Love

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah



This is a poem by Rabi'at Basri al-Adawiyah. She was an ascetic lady who dedicated her whole life only to worship the Lord and she is not a married woman. To understand this poem, actually she is talking to Allah, the Lord of the universe. She's not talking to any creature. She regards Allah as her Guardian Friend and the One she loves the most. There are several version of this poem from old Arabic movie of Egypt and also the modern one without musical instrument but only with synchronized human voice from Othman al-Rashidi.

I came to know love the moment I found Your love
And I have closed my heart from everyone except for You

And I wake up (at night) whispering to You
whatever hidden in heart while we don't see You

I have two loves for You
the love of inclination and the love for You are worthy for such love

The love of inclination is when Your remembrance keep me away from everything but You
And truly the love that You are worthy of is when You unveil the veils for me to see You! 

Truly the praise in either case (dear Guardian Friend) is not mine (dear Guardian Friend)
Truly praise in both cases belongs to You!

I have two types of longing for You
The longing of distance and the longing for the closeness so to be secluded in Your refuge

The longing of the distance is creating a stream because of the time of Your departure
The longing for the refuge's closeness is because the light of my life has been faded in Your light
 Despite of all my chantings (dear Guardian Friend)
I am not complaining my love (dear Guardian Friend)

I am content with whatever You have pleased for me

So, ladies out there please don't be sad if you are not married yet or looking around that your gal friends are married with children. I know about this since I have elder sisters. I listened to what they were talking about though I never say anything. 

When you're not married yet perhaps you say you are lonely but when you are married you will mumble other things like you can't enjoy yourselves while your husbands could come back home late after hanging out with their friends or watching football till late at night. You have to take care of your kids, your husbands are lazy to help you even to repair broken pipes at home and etc. Rabi'at al-Adawiyah only lives alone in a cave before her death at her 80's. I am not encouraging ladies to not marry with anyone that they love but just be patient and appreciate whatever that you have. If you are going to get marry with the one you love, then praise the God that your dream is fulfilled, haha.

Some of my undergraduate colleagues in my class last time, including a guy also talked about how lonely life without a girlfriend or boyfriend so they are competing among each other to get life partners. I just laughed in my heart since I thought that only girls would talk like that, hahaha. Human-being are funny but that is the reality of life. Don't make the definition of love and lonely so narrow... It's very broad and human soul tendencies are actually different from others. We could be lonely anywhere and everywhere. While on the earth we could still find people to hang around, but what if we are in the grave? Maybe buried together with others? LOL. So, to whom should we get back???

Before closing my eyes tonight, its the twin brother of death; I apologize to everyone who stepped in here if I posted anything wrong. I didn't mean to hurt anyone but just admiring this ascetic lady and I am just an ordinary mortal human-being. I pray for her soul to be blessed and may she be recompensed by the Lord on whatever she did not enjoy in this fake world since she did not live like normal people, insha Allah. I feel my kidneys are bleeding or its just a feeling???! BTW, Enjoy reading the poem....

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace, and love, amin!

Friday, 27 January 2012

Bulleh Shah: Comforting Prayer of Love

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah

Hail, Lord the True Teacher!!! 

The God that you find in the jungle
Is found by birds and fishes
Only those with pure sacred heart find the True God
You have learned so much reading thousand of books...
But do you even bother to read what is inside you?
You visit and sit inside the masjid and temple...
But have you ever think of visiting your own soul?
You are busy of fighting Satan
But have you ever fought your own evil intentions and desires?
You have reached the sky but you failed to reach your own heart
You may destroy masjids, go and destroy to the earth temples...
Do as you wish, do as you please
But never destroy the human heart
For the Lord is there in

This is one of my favorite poem from a portion sung by Abidah Parveen in Punjabi. The poet name is Abdullah Shah but widely known as Bulleh Shah. His poetry are also being sung by Sikh and Hindu singers but he is a Muslim of Qadiri order. 

Some of his poems actually sounds cynical and critical toward orthodox practices of people in 17th C but that does not mean that he is not an Orthodox Muslim. Sometimes his poems are questioning certain things but it actually asking us on our intention of doing certain things whether it is simply a mere ritual which we imitate others doing or because it is due to our devotion to the God. He emphasizes the heart as the core of every practices and advocate love toward fellow creatures regardless religion and creed.

I always feel that I am not sincere to the God which makes me actually afraid of what will happen after being taken away. Baba Bulleh Shah was also accused by his colleagues because of his messages were misunderstood. Sometimes we have to think very deep and ponder on every words which would make us keep our silence and observe more. It also applies to Quran and Sunnah, right?

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace, and love. amin!

Friday, 4 November 2011

Strawberry Swing

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


Good morning, sabah al-khayr... ahahaha... I'm trying to develop poetry skill like others but I think I just know how to copy others' works. I love to listen to Coldplay and watching music videos when I was a young teenage... I didn't really like watching American MV played at the TV because some of those hip hop MV portray women as objects of selves satisfaction.

I am now an Orthodox Muslim but I still remain the same honoring women as people who plays important roles in society. Women are not sex toys nor slaves to be displayed like a prostitute. Even we respect prostitutes as human-being who deserve every rights to be respected in the society. Women are scholars, teachers, leaders with different functions and balancing the universe. They should be respected, not to be degraded as sex objects like what had been portrayed in hatred websites and medias especially in the West.

I remember one of my colleague, Amir also love to listen to English songs but his genre of music is more to metal styles... I don't care about genre or whatever it is. I listen to lyrics and not the kind of musics...  Usually I love plain things... I don't really like anything which is special : )

Lets...

They were sitting... They were sitting in the strawberry swing...
And every moment was so precious... 
They were sitting... They were talking in the strawberry swing... 
And everybody was for fighting, wouldn't wanna waste a thing...

Cold... Cold water bring me 'round'
Now my feet won't touch the ground...
Cold... cold water... What you say?
It's such a perfect day... It's such a perfect day...

I remember we were talking to strawberry swing...
I can't wait till morning... Wouldn't wanna change a thing...
People moving all the time inside a perfect straight line...
Don't you wanna curve away?
It's such a perfect day... It's such a perfect day...

Now the sky could be blue... I don't mind...
Without you... It's a waste of time...
Could be blue... I don't mind...
Without you, it's a waste of time...

The sky could be blue, could be gray...
Without you, I just slide away...
The sky could be blue... I don't mind...
Without you... It's a waste of time...

- Coldplay

Quite abstract lyrics... I don't know what the composer has in his mind while composing the lyrics but I think this general song could be interpreted by everyone according to their own way and events that happened in their life. I'm encouraging British Muslims and those in Europe specially migrant ones working with English and British Isle culture (or Europeans' culture). You have huge responsibility to find the way in term of wisdom... Not to Arabize, Wahhabicize or Pakistanize people but showing the way how to make everyone's life compatible to "the nature" and foremost teach everyone that every creature of the God are equal before Him, but wisdom, patience, morality and noble life leads to the Mercy and Love of the God : )

Sealed with prayers for mercy, peace, and love, amin!

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Pilgrimage : The Journey

Assalaamu'alaikum wa rahmatullah


I am not a poetic or creative person nor I am talented in poetry because I only know how to read people's poem, haha. Poem in this post was written by Ibnu Qayyim al-Jawziyya about Hajj season in the Holy Mecca. Its original language is Arabic and this is its translation in English. 

Translation as always is not equal to the text due to different languages development, time period, and it is only to tell what is the meaning and message behind the text. Modern English began to develop from Anglo-Saxon language in 6th century while Arabic does not really change. It developed earlier than modern English. There is another discipline for translation and interpretation although many people would look at our course just as a side course which has no importance since everyone can do it as a part time job. I'm helping translation and interpretation lecturers promoting the course. Jangan marah saya lagi na Dr. Lee and Pak Din. You people just misunderstood me because I was said as influencing my colleague to go against you. I am not really naughty. I don't know why people always looking at me with prejudice and judging me simply because I mingled with 'unfortunate' or 'despicable' people like me : ) Usually people will misunderstood us when we try to return to Him... This is the world.

Basically, this is how we perform hajj pilgrimage in Mecca, reviving the Path of our patriarch Abraham may the God send peace to him and his family. Wish brethren enjoy the poem while mentally and physically preparing to perform hajj pilgrimage. I wish your sincere pilgrimage will be accepted by the God, may He permits it.... 

Friday, 8 July 2011

You are the Peace that I am longing for

Assalaamu'alaikum wa Rahmatullah!


Only You are the Peace that I am looking for... You are my beloved.... Sanu ik paal chain aave, sajjna tere bina... Ho saada kalleyang jee nai laggna... Sajjna tere bina...

Kise daa yaar na pardes jaave... Vicchoda na kise de pesh aave... No ones love shall ever perish... None shall face the pain of separation... Ho sanu ik paal chain aave... Peace only can be found before You...

Rog vijog te sog hazaara...  Sajjna tere naal... Illnesses, separation, and thousands of pain... Only for You, my Love... Ho na bhaave roj qayamat...

Hoke, haade, hijar te athroh... De gya yaar sogatan... Pain, sorrow, and tears of separation... These are the gifts You had given to me...

Mud naa aaye dil te mehram... Beet gaiya barsaata... The rainin' season has gone away, it shall never come back on heart... dear confidence...

Raati main jagaawa diva hanjuaa de tel daa... I lit up the candle with oil of tears in the night... Haye o Rabba sajjna nu chheti kyun nahi melda? O God my Love, my beloved... Why can't You make me see You soon, my Love?  

- Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Sealed with prayers for peace, mercy, and love, amin! 

T T

Friday, 1 July 2011

A Muslim

Assalaamu'alaikum wa Rahmatullah!

I just read this poem by Allamah Iqbal, the real title is Mard-e-Musalman. It is a very nice poem at least for me. Just keeping this in this site for myself to read such a nice poem with nice words.

Every moment of a true believer is a new grandeur;
By words and deeds he gives proof of Mighty God, His reach and power

Rout the foes, Grant them Reprieve, do pious deeds and display great might;
Are the four characteristics that make a perfect Muslim 

This clay-born man has kinship close to Gabriel the trusted one;
His dwelling place is never a land or clime

The believer's secret has not been known by anyone.
He looks like a reciter; but in fact he himself is the Quran

The nature's aims and ends are his intentions;
He keeps balance in this world also and keeps balance in hereafter also.

With friends and mates, he is dew that cools the tulip;
With enemies he is like torrent strong which makes oceans shake.

His days and nights are nature's sweet song;
Like surah ar-Rahman of Quran is his melodious rhyming tune.

Such thoughts that shine like lustrous are provided in my brain
Recognize the star which will guide your fate.

- Allamah Iqbal, Lahore Resolution March 23rd 1940-1947

This is a figure that I had read about too. However, I think that he's smarter than me and intelligent. Pakistan has great poets and many themes also touching religious issue. I love reading Urdu poems apart of Arabic ones. Too bad I'm not good in Farsi, why we never emphasize Arabic and Farsi in our learning? : (

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Maulud ad-Diba'i Poems

Assalaamu'alaikum wa Rahmatullah!!!

A sample of the poem kitab that I've got from google

Just listened to Mawlud ad-Diba'i and it brought me to old memories where my late maternal grandpa used to recite these kind of poems. His voice is very nice and he loves Arabic songs and poems. He would wake up late at night for his radio to listen to Ramadhan program aired from Egypt or Syria. He also kept old zanjiy kitabs in his closet but I don't know where those valuable kitabs had gone after grandparents' house was demolished. Our elders recite the old form of this poem during majlis (ceremonies) and called it as barzanjiy. I have got the new form of zanjiy kitab which I've got from majlis that I had visited.

I didn't like these old stuffs when I was a kid. I thought that it should be stored in the museum but now I love it and I think teenagers should practice it for silaturrahim (connection of mercy among believers). I don't know maybe we are changing and time is also responsible for this perhaps. Some Muslim students in my previous hostel in USM also had conducted barzanjiy majlis during Mawlidur-Rasul (the birth of prophet) when I was in second year and lived with my Kelantanese roomate, Zaidi. He also joined the majlis but he didn't bring me to join the majlis. Perhaps I looked like a salafi kid. Hanbalis are salafis but I don't despise majlis and I respect sages.

I didn't join them because I wasn't sure about these majlis and perhaps influenced by 'wahhabis' can we say... Nonsense, wahhabism is not capable to be a madzhab at all. Muhammad bin Abdul Wahhab is a Hanbali and so do his family, may Allah bless their souls. I read Muhammad bin Abdul Wahhab kitabs and I found that his teachings are good too. Whoever talks evil about others and is not memorizing al-Quran nor Hadiths, I would just ignore them.

I was just afraid of deviating since I am haunted by my past experience and this practice is quite common amongst the Sunnis of Syafi'ie school while my madzhab has already changed to Hanbali after my return from Holy Mecca. However my ancestors and even my family members are the Sunnis of Syafi'ie school since Yemen was prominent with Syafi'ie madzhab angle of sunnah so I would give respect to ancestors and paying homage to the sages. I actually can't believe that I am now listening to the zanjiy too. I can't accept the fact that I'm growing old, or maybe I should just say it has cultural significance for Hadrami descents which I think must be appreciated. 

Now I begin to feel like I'm going to die when I look at other young men because I am comparing them to my pauper self. Am I turning to be an old-fashioned guyyyyy?????! I've got no money to spend like other youngsters. Even when I looked at tablighi jama'at kids, I was actually confused. Who is the tabligh??? Is that me or them? I am not even close to be converted because last time I was left by few tabligh kids without being notified about anything.

So, what is Mawlud ad-Diba'i? Mawlud ad-Diba'i is a poem and first recited by a person whose name is 'Abdurrahman bin 'Ali bin Muhammad bin 'Umar bin 'Ali bin Yusuf bin Ahmad bin 'Umar ad-Diba'i Asy-Syaibaniy whose nickname is Ibnu Diba'. Diba' is the nickname of the fourth great grandpa of this person who recites this poem, which is Ali bin Yusuf Diba'. In Sudanese it means white. In his kitab, Bughyatul Mustafid, he wrote at his final part of the kitab briefly about his life. It says that he was born in Zabid, which is a city in Northern Yemen (Hadramawt) on Thursday morning, in Muharram 4th in the year of 866 Hegira.  

Zabid is among the oldest city in Hadramawt or Northern Yemen. Now, the city is included into Hudaidah province. The city location is about 40 km from Red Sea. It was previously known as Hussaib. This city is famous where scholars from all over the world came to study there or getting the root source for hadith and sunnah knowledge. Some of them even refused to return home and choosing to dwell in the city till the end of their life. 

This city had already been well known since the lifetime of our holy prophet Muhammad s.a.w around the 8th year of Hegira. The inhabitant of the Hadramawt or Northern Yemen were actually Arab Jews who converted to Judaic tradition under two Levite tribe religious teachers' supervision of Banu Quraizah from Yathrib since before the birth of prophet Muhammad s.a.w. Around 8th year of H, a tribe called Asy'ariyyah (among them was Abu Musa al-Asy'ari) who came from Zabid to Medina al-Munawwarah to revert to Islam and getting the sources of the teaching of the God. Prophet Muhammad s.a.w was so pleased with these people visit to Medina al-Munawwarah and he prayed to the God so that He will bless the city of Zabid. He repeats his supplication to the God three times (narrated by al-Baihaqi). From the blessings of the prophet Muhammad s.a.w supplications, this city still retain its knowledge and wisdom nuance. Wisdom and knowledge treasures of this city is greatly being preserved by the sages of the city. There is also a mosque called the asy-Sya'ir mosque established since the 8th of H. It was established by Abu Musa al-Asy'ari and counted as the third mosque build by the companion of prophet s.a.w in the kingdom of Saba' (Yemen). 

The reciter of Mawlud ad-Diba'i was born when his father was out for travel. He never get the chance to see his father. He was raised by his maternal grandpa, who's known as Syeikh Sharafuddin bin Muhammad Mubariz and he is a famous sage in the city of Zabid at that time. Ibnu Diba'i still has the chance to study branches of sciences in Zabid since the city was inhabited by the sages.

Ibnu Diba'i learned to read the Quran under the supervision of Syeikh Nuruddin Ali bin Abu Bakr and later shifted to the Syeikh Jamaluddin Muhammad at-Thaiyyib the grand mufti of Zabid who is also his uncle. He memorized the whole Quran when reaches 10 years old, maasyaa-Allahhhh!!!!!! I'm still not close to any of these sages. Now I feel like I'm crying bloody tears :'( 

Not long after finishing his Quranic studies, Ibnu ad-Diba'i heard a bad news where his father died in an Indian sub-continent province. He has got his inheritance which was about 8 dinar. His father death never banish his spirit to study but it motivates him. After that, he learned recitation science which is tajweed through the Nidzham Syatibiyyah, learned idiom science (grammar), mathematics, faraaid, and fiqh science of jurisprudence under the grand mufti supervision. He was also ordered to study the kitab Zubad which is the kitab for Syafi'ie school of jurisprudence with Syeikh Umar bin Muhammad al-Fata al-Asya'ri.

After finishing his studies of the Zubad kitab, he used his inheritance money to travel to holy Mecca in order to perform hajj pilgrimage. His maternal grandfather was dead just before he returned from Mecca. He has to live with his uncle and learned some more under his supervision. In 855 H, he went to Mecca again for his second pilgrimage. When he returned to Zabid, he learned the hadiths sciences through the reading of Saheeh Bukhari, Muslim, at-Tirmidzi, and al-Muwatta' under the supervision of Syeikh Zainuddin Ahmad bin Ahmad asy-Syarjiy. While busy studying, he wrote a kitab which is called as Ghayatul Mathlub which discusses about the way for the faithfuls to ask forgiveness from the God. he also learned Fiqh and Hadith sciences from the kitab of Minhaj at-Thaalibeen and Haawi Saaghir with Syeikh Jamaluddin bin Ahmad bin Jaghman.       

In 896 H, he went again for Mecca for the third time pilgrimage. He visited the tomb of prophet Muhammad s.a.w in Medina al-Munawwarah and later went back to Mecca to study hadiths with the sage of the holy land whose name is Syeikh Syamsuddin Muhammad bin 'Abdul Rahman as-Syakhawi. After his return from Mecca, he wrote Kasyful-Kirbah and Bughyat al-Mustafeed. His writings were highly appreciated by Sultan Dzafir 'Amir bin Abdul Wahhab. He was invited by the Sultan to the palace for suggestions on his kitabs. Before he returns home, the Sultan has granted him a house and a date orchard for him. The Sultan ordered him to teach hadith sciences in the Jami' Mosque of Zabid.

Although many had come to ask the sanad (source) of the hadiths from him, he is just a humble man. He always recites the al-Fatihah and whoever sees him must also recite the al-Fatihah. Everyone around him and his disciples were also asked to recite al-Fatihah. He heard one of his teacher talked about a dream where the teacher heard a voice in the chaotic time in his dream saying that, "O Yemenites, enter the paradise of the God!" Then people around ask the voice: "Why the Yemenites entering the paradise????" The voice answered: "Due to that they always recite al-Fatihah!"

Insyaa'Allah, we may also recite al-Fatihah and spread far the mercy from Allah to others. Ask everyone around us to recite al-Fatihah too. I'm always doing this too, and I would chant salawat for others. Tomorrow is Friday which is the first holiday and today is the gate for tomorrow. If brothers and sisters that I love the most are fasting, then don't stop chanting salawat and recite al-Fatihah. If not aloud then, mentally recite them. Make it a habit, because now when I try to think about something evil, only salawat that comes out from my mind. Just a sharing, because we share every good things with brothers and sisters. Evil things we must dump them into the garbage and never let them harm brothers and sisters.   

Ibnu ad-Diba'i was a productive writer. He wrote many things regarding hadith and seerah (history) sciences. Mawlud ad-Diba'i is one of his prominent seerah kind of writing but in the form of poem. Many had also relating this Mawlud poem with Ibnu Jawzi but this assumption is weak and irrelevant. Two other poems written by Ibnu ad-Diba'i are Qurratul 'Uyoun which talks about Yemen and Mi'raj kitab. He also wrote Taiseerul Usul and few other poems. He became a teacher and a writer of kitabs until his last breath. He passed away in Zabid on Friday morning, 26th of Rahab 944 H. May Allah bless his soul and be merciful to him for his contribution toward the civilization and humanity, amin!

Dear Allah our Lord, please be in connection with our holy prophet Muhammad s.a.w and his family and his companion. Allah please bless prophet Muhammad s.a.w and his family and his companion and the whole nations of the faithful. May everyone receive salvation from Allah 'Azza wa Jalla. Sealed with prayers for peace, mercy, and love for brethren in faith, amin!!!!
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