The Most Merciful is always ready to forgive....are you ready to ask forgiveness??

In a previous era, there lived a mass murderer. Yes, a mass murderer who did not kill one, two, or even ten people. No, he had killed ninety-nine. I have no idea how this man managed to escape revenge; perhaps, he was so ruthless that none would ever dare approach him, or perhaps he kept in hiding. The important fact here though is that he was guilty of ninety-nine murders. One day, the idea of repentance crossed his mind, so he decided to ask the most knowledgeable scholar in the world.

People pointed him in the direction of a monk in a monastery who would never leave his prayer mat, spending all his time praying to Allah and weeping.

The man visited the monk, stood in front of him and asked, “I have killed ninety-nine souls. Could I still repent?”

How could this monk, who I think if he were to have killed an ant mistakenly would have spent the rest of his life weeping, respond to a person who had murdered ninety-nine people with his bare hands? The monk was furious. It was as if the man standing in front of him was the embodiment of the ninety-nine corpses! He yelled, “There is no repentance for you! There is no repentance for you!”

It should come as no surprise that such a response would be given by a monk who lacked knowledge and made emotional decisions. When the murderer heard this response he was enraged. Being the callous person he was, he grabbed a knife and repeatedly stabbed the monk, cutting him into pieces, then stormed out of the monastery. After some time, he thought about repentance once again.

He esquired about the most knowledgeable person he could ask, and the people referred him to a scholar. When he visited the scholar, he found him to be sedate and god-fearing.

The murderer came forward and asked, “I have killed a hundred people. Could I still repent?” The scholar instantly replied, “SubhaanAllah! What could prevent you from repenting?” What a wonderful response! Who could prevent a person from repentance? The Lord is in the heavens and there is no power on earth that can prevent a person from repenting to Him submissively.

This scholar, who had made his statement based on knowledge and upon Allah’s Law as opposed to his whims and emotions, said to the man, “However, you are in an evil land.” Strange! How did he know that? He gathered this by knowing the magnitude of the man's crime and the absence of anyone to forbid him.

He realized that murder and oppression had become a norm in that city, so much so that nobody had any concern for the plight of the oppressed. 

He said, “You are in an evil land.” Meaning, you must leave here and go to such-and-such a land where there are people worshiping Allah and join them in worshiping Him. The man set out for that land but died before reaching it. The angels of mercy and those of punishment descended to take his soul. The angels of mercy argued that he had been on his way to repenting and returning to Allah. The angels of wrath argued that he had not done any good in his entire life. Therefore, Allah sent an angel in the form of a man to settle their dispute. He judged that the distance between the two cities be measured, and that the man be judged according to whichever of the two he had been closer to. Allah inspired the city of mercy to be closer and the city of disobedience to be farther. It was thus discovered that he had been closer to the city of virtue. The angels of mercy therefore took the man's soul.

Why not to share beautiful stories of Islam?

A young man once travelled to Germany for studies and
took up residence in a flat. There was a young German man
living in the flat opposite him. They didn’t have any connection
with each other except that they were neighbours. Once, the
German neighbour travelled unexpectedly. A paperboy would
deliver a newspaper everyday and leave it at his doorstep. The
young man noticed the newspapers piling up and asked one of
the other neighbours to find out if the neighbour had travelled.
He picked all the newspapers up and placed them in a secure
place. He would collect a new newspaper everyday and add it to
the collection.
When his neighbour returned after a couple of months, he
greeted him and gave him all the newspapers. He said, “I thought
that perhaps you were following a news story or participating in
a competition and I didn’t want you to miss out on it.” 

The neighbour was surprised at this and said, “Would you
like to be paid for your services?”
He said, “No. Our religion orders us to be good to our neighbours
and since you are my neighbour, I must benevolent you.”
The person continued to be gracious to his neighbour until he
finally embraced Islam.

This, by Allah, is the real joy of life, to feel that you worship
Allah by every little thing you do, even the manners with which
you deal with others. How often is it that people are turned
away from Islam due to the bad treatment they receive at the
hand of some Muslims; one oppresses his employee, another deceives
his customer and another annoys his neighbour? Let us
make a fresh start with them.

Story collected from the book Enjoy Your Life by Dr. Muhammad 'Adb Al-Rahaman Al-'Arifi

The Glory of Islam

Akti bishoye amra sobsomoyei akmot. Taholo “manush matroi vul kore”. Ar er pechone besh shokto juktio amra dar koriye diyechi. Taholo “manush to ar fereshta noy!” Jodi tai hoye thake tahole manusher sristo nitimala ba tontre vuler somahar thakbe setai savabik. Ar sei vuler bojha boye berate hoy puro manobjatike. E bojhake chaileo tumi chure fele dite parbena! Karon tomar vul siddhanter jhuli tumie puro korecho. Er var tomakei bohon korte hobe. Karon ei var bohoner dayvar toh ar kono ferestar upor niyojito nei!!

Ebar ashi amader chirachorito arekti dhyan dharonay. Taholo “Allah sorbosoktiman” tini ki ar kokhono vul korte paren? Asolei tini vul korte paren na. karon sristi jogoter suru theke sesh porjonto somogro bisoyei tini obogoto achen. Tai amader kishe valo kishe mondo ta ak Allah chara ar kei ba valo janen? Ar se karonei ki tini taar sristo manob sontaner jonno sorbosresto jibon bidhan ba nitimala pronoyon kore denni? Jodi tai hoye thake tobe, manusher proti muhurtei vul korar somvabona jana thaka sotteo ki kore manob rochito shashon babosthar onguli helone amra boshivuto hoye jai? Keno Allah(SWT) kokhonoi vul korte paren na jeneo taar pronito nirvul shashon babosthar aloke amra amader jibonke porichalito kori na? kothay amader sei oggyota?

Jodi bole thaki e amader oggyotar fosol. Tobe amra hobo sei protarok srenir ontorvukto jara nij nij shottar sathe protarona kore. Jara sotto ke jeneo na janar vab dhore thake. Mitthake jene jabar porow takei sotto bole nijeke protaronar jale bondi kore. Aei srenir manusher sesh porinoti ki serokom tie na? jamon makroshar jale atke pore oti khudro kono kit dhire dhire mrittu ke alingon kore ney konorokom bachar kono chesta na korei?

Amra mone kore thaki amra sovvo(!) Sovvo jogote nijer icche moto beche thakai holo sovvo jibon babostar arek porichayok(!).  kintu amra etao jani amra onner besh-vusha dekhe muhurtei tar moto hobar icche poshon thekeo pichiye thaki na(!) amra dhore niyei thaki pashchatto jibon babostar adole jibon japon korlei sobcheye boro sovvotar porichoy bohon kora jay(!) er folosrutite amra tader ondho onukoron kore akta somoy amon akti obosthane powche jai jokhon seshmesh amader bibeker nara kheye amra hay hay rob tulte thaki, “kothay gelo amader nijosshyo songshkriti? Aj kothay gelo amader shokiyota?” kintu somoy tokhon atotai periye jay je amader ar firey jabar upay thake na. e proshonge arekti kotha na bole para jay na, manob sristo riti niti ba songshkriti  kokhonoi tike thake na ba tar jatike sontusto rakhte pare nah. Jodi tai hoto tobe kono jatie tar nijosshota ke biliye diye onner songshkriti ke alingon korte chaito na ba onner jibon babosthar aloke nijeke porichalito kore sovvotar proman diye attotusti orjon korte chaito na. tahole keno aj aei “otripti” keno aj manush ke nijer shokiyota biliye diye onner onushorone notun kore nijeke tripto korar bashona? Amra ki kokhono aei prosner uttor khujechi? Er jothajotho uttor aktie hote pare taholo, jinni amader sristi korta tini chara ar kei ba valo janen kishe amader sukh? Kishe amader tripti? Je purnango jibon babostha tini amader diyechen tar majhei ki tini amader nijossho songshkriti ke sushomamondito kore den ni? Islam er maddhome poripurnota prodan kore Tinie ki sokul juger sokoler nikot er grohonjoggyota tule dhoren ni? Jei Islam er bijoyer moddho diye Muslim itihasher gourob oddhayer suchona sei oddhayer protiti patay ki tini nirvul jibon babosthar aloke ak onnonyo songshkritir udahoron tule dhoren ni? Ja kina sudhu Muslim er jonnoi shimaboddho thake ni, jake ghoshona kora hoyeche protiti manob sontaner jonno shikrito heshebe. Tahole keno amra nijeder oggyo bole dabi korbo jekhane spototoi amra bujhe thaki je, sei jibon babostha ba songshkriti amader kokhonoi attotusti dite parbe na ja Allah(SWT) kortik shikrito noy. Amra ki kore oshikar kore thakte pari je, akmatro sei jibon babostha ba songshkritie pare protiti manob sontan ke aki katare dar  korate ja kina Allah(SWT) kortik nirdharito. Akmatro Islami jibon babosthai pare sokol juger sokol manush ke sei somman dite ja kina kono manob rochito jibon dhara onushoroner moddho diye orjon kora somvob noy.

Akhon prosno ashte pare, tobe ki bortoman juge keo sommanito bole bibechito hocche na? er uttor nirvor kore manush “somman” ba “sommanito” hoya ke kon map kathite dar koriye thake. Manush Jodi mone kore thake sompoder prachurje ga eliye Bisshyer 10 Bittoban manusher khetab lagiye jonopriyo hobar majhei somman tobe etao apnake bujhe nite hobe sei bittoban manusher somman nirvor korche tar orther map kathite. Orther parod niche nemeche toh tar somman o niche nemeche. Tar jaygay sthan kore niyeche onno kono bittoban. Erokom akti ba duti noy bohu udahoron diyeo sommaner mapkathi ke muhurtei chura theke sojore nikkhep kore niche namiye deya jay. Er karon akti hote pare. “manusher ruche bodlay, karone okarone bodlay”. Othat manush jake sommanito korbe tar por muhurte tar somolochonay mukhorito aei manob sontanerai hobe. Kintu amra kokhono vebe dekhechi ki Allah(SWT) jake sommanito koren tar somman tinie rokkha kore thaken! Amra kokhono aei bisoyti ki onudhabon korte cheyechi “Manush jake somman kore sei sommanito noy, Allah jake somman prodan koren sei sommanito hoy!”  amon noy je amra aei bisoyti jani na. amra jani, jeneo amra na janar vab dhore thaki.

Er jonno amra nijeder keo dayi korbo ki korbona se bisoye pore eshe age amader somaj babosthar dike ektu fire jai. Aj amra kon somaje bash kore thaki je somaje manush vul ke vul jeneo vul akre dhore bachte chay? Aj amra kon somaj babosthay jibon porichalito kori jekhane proti muhurte nipirito hoyeo amra socchar hoi na? amra kon somaje bash kori je somaj amader angul diye sothik pother dike nirdeshona dite parena? Ha, amra sei somaje bash kori ja manob rochito vuler kali dara likhito vul somaj babostha. Jar karonei proti muhurte amra notun kono somaj babosthar aborte nijeder ke protisthapon korte chai ba ogroshor hoye thaki ektu sukher ashay, ektu nay bichar pabar ashay. Kintu amra keno vule jai sei porjonto amra nay bichar pabo na jei porjonto na Allah er nitimala pronoyon sapekkhe bichar babostha gore uthbe. Karon akmatro tini obogoto achen kishe taar manob sontaner mongol nihito royeche ar kishe taar sristo jogoter okollyan nihito royeche. Jodi amra jenei thaki akmatro Islamei royeche nay bichar tahole keno aj take grohon kore nite amader ato voy! Er aktie karon taholo manob sristo somaj babostha ja amader sotto ke alingon kora theke dure soriye rakhe. Ar totodin porjonto amader aei obicharer bojha boye berate hobe joto din na amra prithibir buke Allah er nitimala pronoyon sapekkhe bichar babostha gore tulbo.

Porisheshe akti chotto udahoron diye sesh korte chai, Jodi ami hoye thaki kono akti bostu prostutkari protisthan ba prothisthata tobe ami valo janbo sei bostuti prostut korte kon upadan koto khani babohar kora projojjo. Ja kina onno karo pokkhe jana somvob noy. Prostutkrito bostutiro nijer pokkhe bola somvob noy kon kon upadan tar ki ki porimane proyojon(!) thik tamoni Allah(SWT) amader sristikorta. Tinie valo janen aei jibon chalonay tar sristo manob sontaner jonno kon jibon babostha take sundor vabe porichalito hote sahajjo korbe. Tinie akmatro obogoto achen amader jibone cholar pothe kon jinis ti amader kotokhani proyojon abong konti amader na holei noy. Tahole amra ki bolte pari na je sei prostutkrito bostur moto amader pokkheo bola ba nirdharon kora somvob noy je jibone cholar pothe kon babosthati amader nikot behi grohonjoggyo! Akmatro Allah kortik nirdharito jibon babosthai hote pare amader jibon ke sundor kore tolar akmatro somadhan. Jodi ekhetre amra akmot hote na pari, tobe prosno theke jay ki dorkar chilo tahole Rasul(SAW) ke amader majhe preron korar? Ki dorkar chilo taar priyo ummat ke protarona, jaliyati, obicharer kobol theke bachanor jonno nijer somosto kichuke ujar kore debar? Jodi atoi nijera sovvo hoye thaki, nijeder jibon babostha nijerai gore nite pari tobe dekhi aj amader himmot koto khani sei prerito Rasul(SAW) shafayet chara jannat e probesh korar(!) amra jani somvob noy! Tobuo kothay jeno badha pore thake amader bibek! Etai ki Allah(SWT) er churanto foysala noy je, totokkhon porjonto amra amader bibeker dongshon theke mukto hote parbo na jotokkhon porjonto na amra Ak Allah(SWT) er sikrito jibon babosthar aloke nijeder porichalito korbo!

Allah amader sokol ke taar nirdharito jibon babostha protisthay amader bijoyi korun. (Ameen)

I am not that COOK!

Scrawling cursors on the white word page I was just thinking what I should write down today. Nothing came up to my mind. God, what happened to me? At least a head line was not worth making me goaded. Does not it seems like shit full of my head? Well crossed the page, shut down and rubbing my eyes and take a deep breath. Just relax, today is not your day. Time to do something new in which I am not so much like used to. So, what should I rock today? Freaking out my head once again I got an idea. Yes, let’s cook. Home, it is going to get a master chef.  No way is that my mom. At least a bad chef does not bothered much. So then, what should I cook today? Holly crap that is also a burden! Started checking my favorites list and emitted the hot and spice first. So what is next? Yes, a green signal about sweet dish. May be a little bit chilled too. But there is one thing you should know. Having an awesome cooking time I getting back my mind again in the evening and got the plot of my writings today.

So, I need some pans, ingredients and need to lay aside my mom from the kitchen first. Well, you want to know about my dish? Ok, I will say you how I make it and what I get for it but unfortunately I do not know the exact meaning of the name of this dish! Ta-da! Ok leave the name and know the name of ingredients I need to cook. These are; arrowroot (1/2 cup), flour (1/2 cup), bitted china grass (1/2 cup), sugar (3 cups), butter oil (1 cup), orange emotion (1/2 spoon), chipped pistachio nuts (1/2 cup). Now, it is time to rock the kitchen. First I need to steep half cup arrowroots in four cups liquid for four to five hours. Oh, it is long time but I need back on time so fix an alarm and get back to my room. It is show time. Well, I am a huge fan of How I Met Your Mother. Although watched it before but no chance I miss that show again and again so, here Barney comes with his friends in season 3 not in the television but in my PC….

No way, it kills! Why on earth my alarm has to ring up in the mean time of Barney get slaps from Marshal! It is slaps giving and now I feel like slapping my own cheeks! But it times to go back to kitchen again. So, what is next? I need to change the liquid and steep the arrowroots in fresh water again for two hours? Yu-Hoo!! So, can get back to my unfinished show where the thanks giving night becoming the slaps giving night.

After two hours break it is time to toy with the pans on fire. Need to make syrup using one cup of water and three cups of sugar. Mixed up the steeped arrowroots with half cup flours and pouring the mixture in hot syrup. When the mixture became condensed it is time to put butter oil, sugar, orange emotion and chipped pistachio nuts. Umm! Smells so good but scared to taste but hope it will be alright. Brushing butter oil and sprinkling the chipped pistachio nuts on bowl. Now filling the bowl with the condensed mixture and put it into the fridge for while. After some time when it gets chilled I capsized it on another plate. Oh! It is looking beautiful. Cut a tiny piece and no way is it freaking awesome to have a sweet dish like this. Let’s serve it to my family and now definitely I can say myself a good chef although I know I am not that COOK!

Get back to my computer having the sweet dish and get the idea. Yes, this is Sumaiya Noor love to introduce you a new cook who horribly toy with the pans on fire but surprisingly made a perfect dish which tastes hell finger licking goods. Oh, you want to know the name? It is ‘SOWAN’ a condensed sweet dish which colored glassy orange! Pretty unknown the meaning of it right? Does not matter much just have it………..:)

cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!

cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!: I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser...

Tears or Rain Drops!

I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser right now.  Dreamt a lot about to triumph it seems I have a defiant attitude and what came up next? I am standing here by loosing my chance and bend my head. Why these lights are on? I try to keep my tears out of view. No! Do not think that crying is for you. You think that you are worthy for that? Why? You leave me, self seeker! I am just crying for my big mistake.

When tears came out pouring my cheeks, every single memory of my friendship appeared into my minds. Yes! I can still remind her face. She was crying begging a lot to pardon but I was just like real steel. “Once you break my mind it is over and I have no intended to mate it again.”  Yes! That was my last words to her. She was not detained then just left some words before she passed away. “Someday you will miss me!”  

I never said you cheated on me. Rather I said, was that necessary lying to me? I do not understand why you had to choose sacrifice being made me happy with the lie! Think about my luck, I did not get a chance to see you looking at me. At least I need to say, “You are my only friend in the world or you could just be the one whom I can stoop.” How self seeker you are leaving me alone without giving any chance of mating again.

I heard on a phone call you want to see me. You never know, I am here now, watching you sleep all quite. You look beautiful and it scares me to wake you up. Oh! How could I forget that you love to be a “Sleeping Beauty” in your world of imagination? See, your dream comes true today. You just look like the “Snow White”. The very white skin as there is no presence of blood. How you feel, when it bleeds a lot? It was chilling right? If I were there to warm you up! No need of me. You get yours, but mine also came true by that way. Once you told me that “if my dreams come true it will be true to you too, cause we are like twin and we meant to be.”  I, Cinderella always have to play with cinders. Always scared that very wind blow up and I have to loose my cinders. That wind came to me and it snatches my cinders from me. You are the cinders of my story. But could you just please wake up once and tell me why you have to die and I have to live? Great now you just stop talking to me.

Finally you are leaving and I am still watching your leave but could not hold you to say, “Please do not leave and stay with me.” They take your stretcher and my views get vague. I do not know how long I stayed there just get back in real when a nurse give me your brown jacket to me. It is folded but still it smells your blood. I open the fold and see something painted on it. It is raw, it is red and still it is wet.

Outside it is raining. You love rain right? Well, things are happening one by one after yours heart. Just you are not here any more. Or, who knows may be you are still watching on us. If you see then, let me show you the rain walking. After all I know a secret of you. You love to cry in the rain. Now let me cry and make you confuse whether I am crying or the rain drops pouring over my face.

It dumbs when I just steeped about her last words to me. I just wish to ask her “How did you know that I will miss you?” Well, I sloping that you win. Yes! You knew that I will miss you but you know what? You will never know how much I miss you right now!

Chaya Shongi....

Ami amar pothe hete cholechi

lokaloy theke bohu dure

ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona

akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu

khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire...



hothat khuje paowa pother dhare

ak boto brikkher niche dariye

pother klanti mora sorire

vangon jeno chepe dhore

ga eliye ditei abeshe

rajjer ghum neme ashe

du chokher pata jure....



hariye nijeke notun kono pothe

sopner siri beye nirvoye

megheder khub kacha kachi

hothat chokh portei khuje pai

nijer chayar pashe onno karo

chuye debo jokhoni, ki holo ke jane

charidike ghono kalo meghe chaowa

amar dussopner suru ekhanei......



bojrer sobde achanok chokh mele dekhi

ami pore achi aka, nei keo pashe

khuje firi ami honne hoe

hay seki !! kothay gelo hariye

pai na ko khuje aj nijer khani

je chaya chilo songi hoe

poth cholte gie koto na bola kotha

bolechi tar kache

aj haralam take.....



charidhare cheye dekhi poth geche vije

bristir chat eshe amay sikto kore

ami kor jore minoti kori...

"o bristi jao na chole die firiye oi roddur ke

"ami akla pothik, keo nei pashe....

tobu chilo nij chaya, aj take hariye

poth cholbo ki kore.....?

dao na firiye oi roddur ke....."



kan pete royechi odhir hoe

sudhu jante ki chilo protiuttore

amay nirash kore bristi

apon mone jhore pore

ami egiye choli poth dhore

ojhor bristi dhara amay sikto kore



ami ki aka? boro aka...aj jante icche kore

kichu bole na toh sei bristi

sudhu ojhore jhore pore

aj charidhare takiye dekhi ojosro bristi dhara

tobe ke bole ami aka, ami noi toh akela

jodi gune dekhi tobe hobe nako sob gona

aei ojosro bristi mala sathe niyei toh

amar dur pothe hete chola.....



bidayer ghonoghota bajlo bole

dekhi charidhare fotay fotay

tokhono bristi jhoreche

tobe ki somoy holo theme jabar?

naki aro onek khani poth geche beke?

ke jane bolbe ke ta

ami dariye nischup

nei kono soduttor

bristi theme geche nirobe.....



hothat cheye dekhi niche

ke jeno royeche dariye

chinte vul hoyni amar

ak chilte hashir rekha cheye jay

amar bisonno sei molin mukhe

bristi rekheche kotha

amar minoti jayni britha

cheye dekhi akash pane

abar esheche roddur

alo jholmole dine.......



ak kodom egiye gie samne

suru holo amar poth chola

ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona

akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu

khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire..............

Vul Thikanay

ami hariye jabo na boleo seshmesh hariye gechi
pothvranto hoye aj e poth o poth hete cholechi
kono ak dorojay kora nartei uttor peye janechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi

baysto kolahol mukhor e shohore koto chena jana mukh khujechi
nei kono chena shur, vabonar bahire kothay royechi
sudhu dorojar opash hote kono lajuk mukhe shunechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi

parar cheler dol basto bol pitate, hoi hullore
kokhono sokhono kor jore hat tali sorobe
ato kichur virey, sojore chokka hakano
hariye jaowa boler moton, amio hariye gechi
keo ar khuje pete chay na ko firey
hariyechi aj mela din tobuo khoj pore nito
sudhu mukher vab shabe bujhe niyechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi..............!!!