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Eid Mubarak to all our readers!

تقبل الله منا و منكم

Taqabbal Allaahu minnaa wa minkum

May Allaah accept [the fast and worship] from us and from you.

The departure of our dear friend, Ramadan, leaves us feeling bittersweet. But we should be grateful that Allah (subhaanahu wa ta’ala) has blessed us with the opportunity to spend yet another Ramadan devoted to His Worship.

But we have now entered Shawwal with Eid-ul-Fitr upon us, Alhamdulillah!

For a start, we, here at MuslimMatters, thought it would be appropriate to say Eid Mubarak in as many different languages as possible. So, here goes:

Arabic – عيد مبارك

Armenian – Eid օրհնված

Bulgarian –благослови за електронна самоличност

Chinese – 开斋节快乐

Georgian – დალოცა eid

Hindi – ईद धन्य

Japanese – イード祝福

Korean – 아이드 축복

Russian – благословил Ид

Urdu – عید مبارک

Apologies if I have missed languages out or if there’s an error, as Eid Mubarak was coming out as it is in English, or the language isn’t available on Google Translator! :D

But as we feast on our food and enjoy the time we have with our friends and families, we must also think of those Muslims around the world who are suffering on Eid. Pakistanis seem to have suffered the most this Ramadan with the worst flooding in 80 years, and Eid doesn’t look too hopeful for them either.

Also, let’s not forget those Muslims who are not able to be with their families on this day and make du’a for them.

May Allah (subhaanahu wa ta’ala) give us many more fruitful Ramadans and blessed Eids… Ameen!

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MM Ramadan 2010 Poetry Contest: THE WINNERS!

by Ameera Khan

Assalamualaikum and Eid Mubarak! :D It’s been a long journey all the way since Ramadan began, now culminating in the grand announcement. The votes are in, the results are here! The race was incredibly close all the way to the finish line but there had to be a winner and here we go…  (All poems can be read in this post, winning poems below)

*Duff-roll*

Winner: “Where hopes lies” by Miriam Islam (126 votes) – $250 + $250 to Pakistan flood relief (Islamic Relief)
1st runner up: “Qiyam Poem” by Emad Hamdeh (123 votes) – $100 + $100 to Pakistan flood relief
2nd runner up: Untitled poem by Hind El-Ayoubi (121 votes) – $50 + $50 to Pakistan flood relief

BarakAllahu lakum, congratulations! Winners will be contacted by Muslim Matters regarding the prizes they have won, Insha’Allah. Regarding the charity, these amounts were just donated (a couple of hours ago) to Islamic Relief in the winners’ names – we wanted to make sure you got the ajr for it while Ramadan was still on! :)

At this moment, a big, big thank you also to all those who participated and make the competition so wonderfully diverse, creative and colorful! Your poems will lighten up our hearts beyond Ramadan too! JazaakAllah khayr! Enjoy your Eid, wherever you may be!

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Where hope lies
By: Miriam Islam

Engulfed in the blackness of despair, drowning with deeds beyond repair

The sinner walks a lonely path

A desperate effort to heal the wounded aftermath

Chased by the demons of desire

The dunya led him closer to the fire

The glitter of pleasures and death never pending

Threw him into sins never ending.

So great is the shame, marred with emotions unnamed

How can he dare to call upon his lord again?

With a heavy heart and eyes downcast

Dreams of carefree days go past

A time when it was so easy to raise up hands and freely request

Innocent pleas and simple decisions, praying Allah would ease the rest.

Requesting from his Lord most high, most bountiful

Who made all good things seem possible, and the evil unthinkable.

So when did the light of goodness fade into darkness?

Was it through the extinguish of the conscience

Or did it diminish with the weak voice of reason

When overshadowed by the shout of Satan?

So the sinner walks a lonely path,

No longer seeking wrong or right, only hoping for a ray of light.

A light of purpose, a light of redemption

A lamp of guidance, leading to the road of salvation.

A way to repent for the time unspent

For the obligations unfulfilled and the book unread

The deeds which rendered the weak heart dead.

So what can revive the stricken heart?

Allah set a month apart.

A time of healing, a time of hope

A time when everyone can grasp a lifeline boat.

Drifting to Allah’s mercy, escaping to the plains of tranquillity

Wherein lies a night, better than a thousand nights.

Containing beauty and power concealed from sight.

A time to walk through a new door and emerge with vows of “no more”

And so the sinner walks a lonely path

Towards renewal and amendments for the past.

Through doors of repentance and levels of submission

Allah’s mercy leads him to the doors of admission

The promise of two gardens for taqwa for a lord unseen

In the prevention of a fearful deed.

For O son of Adam if your sins reached the sky

But you called on your lord just one time

You would be forgiven as if you had never turned to transgression.

So never despair of the mercy of Ar Rahman, turn the key in Ramadan.

Reignite the former glory of Eemaan.

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Qiyam Poem

By: Emad Hamdeh

In the day I struggle and sin while You watch me
Forgetting what I promised Thee
That I won’t do it again
I have come to realize that being far from You is disgrace
Now being near to You is the only place
I wish to be, please grant me my wish by Your Grace
All others closed their doors
You are The Most Generous, please open up Yours
Allah allow me to wake up at night
I have sinned much in the daylight
Please my heart needs to come to you in flight
My desire of sleep I shall fight
To prostrate to You in the nights peak
Complaining about my heart being so weak
Bless me and let that tear leak
Down this sinful mans cheek
Let my tongue ask for forgiveness, for all the evil it did speak
Let my arrogant nose
Go on the floor where peoples feet and toes
Walk, where it belongs my forehead goes
Let my prostration be lengthy and my tears plenty
My back is getting weak, as the sins on my shoulders are so hefty
Please Oh Allah let me be among those who are awake while others sleep

I carry heavy sins and the road to You is steep
They are holding me down and making me slip and fall
But Your name I will always call
Allow me to prostrate to You in the dark
As sins have left on my heart a great black mark
Allah I beg You not to leave me to myself
For clearly I cannot see
My sins have left me roaming blindly
Guide me to Your Light
I miss prostrating to You at night
Now I tear, because I fear
Not tasting the sweetness of being alone with You and so near
Oh Allah I haven’t prayed Qiyam in so long
Since the last time, I have done so much wrong
Oh Allah without You I can’t be strong
Being away from You I can no longer take
From the chains and yokes of my sins I want to break
Oh Allah grant me this request
Though of your servants I am so far from the best
Oh Allah I am so sinful compared to the rest
Please let me pass this test
Oh Allah don’t deprive me of standing between Your Hands
A place a sinner like me never stands
My sins are enough to cover the lands
Let me be pleased with Your decree
Whatever happened was meant to be
Whatever I missed was not meant for me
My only strength and courage is through Thee
Accept from me my prayer
Oh Allah my heart aches
Being alone with You brings back great memories
Remembering those days takes
My heart into different states
Oh Allah my heart misses You so much that it is about to fall and break
The thought of how much I disobeyed You makes me quiver and shake
Oh my Lord, please give me my wish and inspire
Me to do good so I may be saved from the fire
Oh Allah I can no longer speak
My heart misses You so much it has become weak
Oh Allah How Revered You are
You are so near, but I chose to be far
Allow me another chance to be close to You
To drop another tear while prostrating before You
My sins covered my heart with a dark thick layer

Remove it with Your Light
Allow me to come back and stand before You at night
Return to my heart its sight
For it is weak and losing the fight
Help me as You are my only Power and Might
La Hawla wala Quwata illa Billah

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Untitled Poem
By: Hind El-Ayoubi

It’s the feeling I can’t explain

The way that it made me forget my pain

With every breath that I take

Never in my life have I ever been more awake

The way it made its presence known

Sent a chill down to my bone

As I look up and ask God to witness this miraculous time of the year

Reassurance accompanied me with tears

Ramadan how I’ve counted down the days

Until you came and cleared up the haze

The month of mercy and forgiveness it is

Puts me in an unworldly state of bliss

The Quran which was revealed on this day

To understand it all and live by it for this I pray

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Bushra is a recent Computer Science grad from King's College London and is currently shaking off her newly wedded status. Aside from writing for MM, she vents on her blog: http://bushrabinthashmat.blogspot.com/ Currently working for a global IT firm, she is pursuing various studies, both Islamic and career-related. Due to circumstances beyond her control, she is living the lifestyle of a nomad, jumping from place to place, packing and unpacking and visiting family at the same time. She is an accredited Software Tester. Nevertheless, this won't take her away from writing about Islam and life in general. Amongst all the working, writing and family commitments, she somehow manages to fulfill one of her other, slightly devilish (so to speak!) passions - baking desserts!

19 Comments

19 Comments

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    Arif Kabir

    September 10, 2010 at 3:32 AM

    Eid Mubarak!

    Here’s Eid Mubarak in Bangla: http://www.bangladeshinfo.com/eid_2004/e_card/eidcard091.jpg :)

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    Maryam

    September 10, 2010 at 5:14 AM

    Great job everyone! It was so wonderful just to be apart of this contest. ^^ (You didn’t see me when I found out I became a finalist hehe). Your poems were great and it was an honor to be up against wonderful artists and beautiful hearted Muslims. Looking forward to next years contest. :)

    Maryam

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    MW_M

    September 10, 2010 at 6:27 AM

    No link to the actual poems? Hmm…

    • Amad

      Amad

      September 10, 2010 at 7:23 AM

      poems added into post

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    سليمان

    September 10, 2010 at 6:51 AM

    Hahha, the Chinese translation is so wrong. It is just the translation based on the pronunciation of the Arabic greetings.

    The right version should be:
    开斋节快乐.

    It is quite clear that the writer of this page just used Google Translation. مبروك is translated as the name of the Egypt President.

    • Amad

      Amad

      September 10, 2010 at 7:17 AM

      jazakallahkhair for the correction. Others feel free to do the same :) post updated

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        Sarah

        September 10, 2010 at 8:48 PM

        Hindi would be ‘dhanya eid’ and not eid dhanya.

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    Ahmad

    September 10, 2010 at 7:18 AM

    Hmmm, u must fix the Arabic translation, not مبروك it has to be – مبارك

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    fiaz rawish

    September 10, 2010 at 11:25 AM

    Sub ko

    EID MUBARAK HO

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    Al-Madarasi

    September 10, 2010 at 7:23 PM

    Here is Tamil Greetings:

    நோன்பு பெருநாள் வாழ்த்துக்கள்.

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    Hena Zuberi

    September 11, 2010 at 6:09 AM

    If you were in _______ you may say_______________:

    Indonesia- Selamat Idulfitri/ Selamat Hari Raya/Selamat Hari Lebaran
    Nigeria- Barka Da Sallah
    Turkey- Bayramınız kutlu olsun
    France: Bonne fête de l’Aid
    Brunei: Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir Batin
    Bosnia: Bajram Å erif Mubarek Olsun
    Malaysia: Selamat Hari Raya Puasa
    Albania:Byram Mubarak
    Algeria: Sahha Eidek صحّا عيدك

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      Faruk Ahmed

      September 14, 2010 at 2:34 PM

      Thanks sister for adding my country. Eid Mubarak to all!!!!

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    Hafsa

    September 11, 2010 at 9:44 AM

    Eid Mubarak! :) And congrats to all the winners! :)

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    Miriam Islam

    September 11, 2010 at 12:07 PM

    Asalaamulaikum wr wb.

    Belated Eid Mubarak.Ramadan is over but the fasts can continue into shawaal insha`allah, Allah swt provides many opportunities for the lost moments of ramadan. I just want to say Jazakallah hu khairan to all the voters for my poem. May Allah elevate all your statuses in the hereafter ameen. I was truly shocked that I won, so many other great contenders mashaallah alongside me so i genuinely didnt expect to win. Obviously winning was a great feeling, but alhamdullilah i just enjoyed the whole writng process, its very therapeutic and really caused me to reflect upon Allahs mercy and a particular hadith qudsi which the poem was based on. Alhamdullilah it is all due to Allah azwajal who makes all dreams possible so I am very grateful to Allah swt in enabling me to take part, and then blessing me with winning and then further allowing me to share in the rewards of helping the needy with the donations. A most sincere thankyou to muslim matters for providng the opportunity and initiating such a rewarding competition.Jazakallah Khayr.
    Wasalaam wr wb.
    Miriam Islam

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      Ameera

      September 21, 2010 at 6:14 AM

      Masha’Allah! Congratulations, Miriam!! :) I know how it feels when you win something like this since I was a runner up at MM’s story competition in 2008, then won another competition elsewhere. Woah, it’s a real shock when you see people with much better submissions… all success is from Allah(swt) and it is a test, always, of how you will react. :) Barikillah! Remember us in your dua’s! :)

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Ummi’s house is beaten by the aroma
of a whistling kettle filled with red zinger tea
grandchildren bouncing in & out screen doors
firecrackers conversing in the backyard
neighbors shouting yesterday’s yesterdays
with living rooms just big enough to seat
the world’s problems
And July’s you had to stand dead center
to comprehend

Ummi is a house too,
with 7 attics and 55 windows
shaped in circles of all sizes
She is where searching souls find
a reflection of the words they once housed

She reminds us, with perfect diction
that we are strangers in this land
no matter how her smile threads
through a crowded room
it will one day return to the sky

Olivet Lane brought buttered biscuit to mouth
carved Sunday dinners out of maybe
deposited toy truck to hand and sent soldiers
into a world at war with our wishes

We too became houses wrapped in a concert of windows.
We too became a home for travelers
no duty more sacred than
serenity in the pores of our guests,
traffickers of light.

A nation passed through the arch of her back,
And while lightning never strikes
the same place twice,
it always found its way home

Infants crawling scattered below her ankles
will forget too soon
how close they were
to paradise

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Ramadan, An Old Friend Is Here

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We will be sharing reflections through the month on the site and Facebook Live

Today a friend asked, “Ready for Ramadan?”

I am never 100% ready but this year I’m not having anxiety (you know the kind when you want to impress a guest and have a hundred things to do to get things just right).

I feel like an old friend is coming over, someone who won’t mind the dishes in the sink or won’t comment on the weeds in my lawn.

She likes me, warts and all.

It is long friendship, 33 years for me, where you don’t have to explain, you just know each other.

I can pull out the everyday mugs and hold long deep conversations with her about what is going on in my life and my heart. Someone I can relax with and enjoy her company.

Emerson writes of friendship: “What is so delicious as a just and firm encounter of two, in a thought, in a feeling?”

We will cry together and I will give to her and she will give to me and even if it’s not all good, it’ll be good.

Sometimes, I’ll have to share her with others; I like showing her off because she is so good to everyone she meets.

She will change my routine and I will love the change because I love being with her. She knows I need it.

When she is around the world slows down, priorities change and most things don’t matter any more. I just want to spend time with her.

She is tender. She soothes me – so the things that normally irritate me, don’t bother me anymore.

She knows I am sick and I need help and she came without asking. She is like Maulana Rumi says, a friend that gathers when you fast, for “when you’re full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should, an ugly metal statue in place of the Kaaba.”

She builds me up, brags about me, makes my small acts so much bigger than they are, so that even my normal acts of worship when presented are augmented many, many times over.

She will stand and clean up without embarrassing me.

She will remind me what’s good about me and help me shed off the hate I have internalized.

She will help me work through my guilt and heal my relationship with the One I love the most.

Allah sent her exactly when I need her the most. I will be replenished and ready to face the rest of my life.

She is here and we are catching up on everything that happened last year.

Ramadan Kareem, Ramzan Mubarak

 

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Junaid Jamshed: A Munshid Par Excellence

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Naath Khwaan, Munshid, Pop Singer, Entrepreneur, public figure, family man and devotee; Junaid Jamshed was a beautiful person with a beautiful voice who displayed some of the most melodious ensembles and works of art that the Muslim world has ever known.

Although born and raised in the United States, I grew up listening to the Sabri Brothers, Nusrat Ali Khan, Mehdi Hassan and the Vital Signs. My cousins (Muhammad Saadullah and Muhammad Saeedullah of the nasheed group 786) and I would spend countless hours listening, practicing, listening, practicing and honing our vocal/instrumental skills based upon the exceptional work of these icons. At that time the group Vital Signs was new. They were the trailblazers of their time. They were constantly booked and overbooked. Their popularity knew no bounds. This “Pakistani Boy Band” was the new face of resurgence for Pakistani youth. They had the support of some of the most powerful political and entrepreneurial figures not only in Pakistan, but also around the world.

Amidst all of that noise, Junaid Jamshed (May God give him peace, forgive his sins and raise him to the highest level in paradise) only heard one voice:

“So remember me; I will remember you. And be grateful to Me and do not deny Me.”

The Holy Quran: 2:152

It called to him, to his soul, which was a precursor to the biggest challenge in his life, making the transition! Keeping things in context: He was handsome, youthful, popular, influential. The world was at his fingertips, yet he still felt empty, he yearned for more…

A series of circumstance led him to abandon his iconic status in the realm of pop culture and to embrace a calling towards using his passion, his voice and his brand equity to spread the beautiful message of Islam. Junaid Jamshed had himself committed to a higher cause!

He was a trailblazer of his time. His was a perfect case study of a human being who presented us with a storyboard showcasing an individual who had the guts and the will to transition to a higher ground.

When one door closes another one opens —the bounties of God are endless and He showered his blessings upon Br. Junaid and all of his work. Envious am I of his devotion towards praising the Mercy to the worlds, Sayyidina Muhammad Mustafa ﷺ. Junaid Jamshed has performed Naat/Nasheed (Poetry praising the Prophet Muhammadﷺ) in thousands of gatherings across the world. He became one of the top reciters in his field.

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There is a tradition of the Prophet ﷺ that states that every gathering where Muhammad’sﷺ name is not mentioned becomes a liability on each person in that gathering. Think of how many gatherings were saved because he showered blessings upon the Prophet ﷺ in the most beautiful of ways.

As an entrepreneur, God Almighty opened a way for him to make Halal Rizq (Righteous provisions) by making several investments into businesses that would benefit the people. One of his more famous outfits was his clothing line. I myself would make it a point to always stop by his store in Houston and grab several sets of Shalwar/Khamees (Traditional Pakistani clothes) when I was in town for a speaking engagements not only to support his business, but because like his voice, he produced such a high quality products and made them affordable for everybody.

Like all humans he too made mistakes. I remember how people would ridicule him on various issues and try to demonize and defame his character when he stepped out of his lane (In terms of expertise). I also remember how he handled these challenges by publicly apologizing, emotional with tears in his eyes and begging people for forgiveness. I thought to myself that when a person is close to the Prophet ﷺ and the Kalamullah (The word of God), one cannot help but to have a soft heart guided by sincerity. I thought to myself, this is what it means to be a human being, these are the steps towards repentance and his was a true model of leadership owning up to his mistakes and empowering the people with the opportunity to forgive his transgressions.

I remembered hearing about how he was beaten publicly by an angry mob of people, how they humiliated him, caused him grief and harm. I also remember his silent response to this atrocious event and his patience in the wake of calamity. I thought to myself that these people have incurred crimes against a man that is favored, that has devoted himself to spreading the word of God and praising the Prophet ﷺ as a way of life.

As a Muaddhin, Qari, Munshid and Naat Khwan, I cannot help, but feel sorrow in my heart for the loss of this wonderful human being, peer and mentor. The story of this man was elevated, because of a brilliant decision that he made to choose Allah ﷻ above everything else. Another giant reclaimed by the Lord of the worlds and another void in the fabric of our global community. He will be missed, but the ambassadorship of his devotion must carry on. He was a devoted to the Prophet ﷺ not only through his speech, but also through his actions. He was given a lot and he turned around and gave it all back to glorify the religion of Al-Islam for the pleasure of Allah ﷻ.

May Allah ﷻ forgive all of his and his families’ sins. May they be raised to the highest pinnacle in the heavens without accountability and may he then reside by the fountain of Al-Kauthar in the blessed company of the beloved ﷺ. May our singers, vocalists, composers, musicians and producers use their talents in a similar manner to elevate themselves by serving humanity.

I may begin reciting naats and nasheeds again… I may do this in the privacy of my own home. I may continue to the famed Diyanet Center of Maryland or I may find myself in Madinah “The Radiant” as I walk barefoot in her alleyways, making my way into the heart of Masjid An-Nabawi…

“Everyone upon the earth will perish, and there will remain the Face of your Lord, Owner of Majesty and Honor. So which of the favors of your Lord will you deny”

– Holy Quran, 55: 26-28

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