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What has my child done to you?

Did my child hurt you? Did my baby take your candy? Did my child ate your food?

What has my baby done to you?

What has my baby done to you for you to come with missiles hovering my home just to kill my baby?

She is a child, she could barely utter the word Mama, she smiles when you touch her face, she cries at night but she stops when I carry her. Is it her crying that bothers you? Is it her smile that envies you?

What has my baby done to you?

He is a little boy that wants to play, he is so good at football and when he kicks the ball it goes for a win, is this the reason why you killed my boy? because he is a good player?

What has my baby done to you?

My cries do not affect your heart, my whining doesn’t reach the ears, my pain doesn’t mean anything to you, but to Allah we complain, our hearts are shattered with the endless killing of our brethren.

How can the death of someone bring such joy to someone’s heart?

How could you kill an innocent child who just wants to live his life, to finish his studies, to help his family, and one day become a doctor or an engineer and have his own family?

My heart asks, who are you to interfere? Who are you to take his life? What has my baby done to you?

Look at the pictures of these children, how can a baby who barely walks who just learned how to walk be a terrorist?

Look closely to their smiles for these are smiles that will never be seen again, for you have made their names nothing but just names on a list.

What have these children do to you?

How can you comfort a heart of a mother who longs for her child? How can you comfort a heart of a father who wanted to see how his baby would grow up? How can you comfort a heart of a brother or a sister who misses his or her best companion?

Do you have any idea, how these kids go on with their daily lives? Let me quote the wordings of Khalid Elmezaini:

"Last night was the worst night by far. Around 1 am the bombing was so intense that we decided to huddle together as a family in the living room away from the windows. Then a huge blast, so powerful it felt like the building was going to collapse. We hear screaming from the floor above us.

We rush to the door, there is a woman carrying her 3 children running downstairs, “they hit our apartment” she screamed repeatedly. Was this a roof knock? Was her apartment really hit? Myself and 2 more ran upstairs to see, all we can see is smoke in her apartment, the bedrooms where her children sleep have smashed walls, a missile has hit her home.

We couldn’t take chances. With the cloths on our backs we all ran downstairs to the ground floor. Do we leave? Where do we go? There is no place to go. And if we make a run for it they will target us, they always target moving groups. We decided that the 23 families should stay on the ground floor near the stairs. The children were crying, so were their mothers, it was chaotic.

Then an even bigger bomb, louder than the first, the whole building shook, rubble flying onto our building, windows and glass smashing everywhere. We took our shahada, we were convinced this is our last night, that we wouldn’t make it.

The bombing was intense, everywhere, north, south, east, west, it was random, every minute non-stop, we were just waiting our turn, like cattle for slaughter. 4 hours passed, non-stop shelling, then we can hear them coming, by their sound, the F16 fighter jets have arrived.

By the time we made that realization, an explosion so powerful dropped us to the ground, rubble and smoke flew in, then quickly another closer one, then a third one a little further. All we could see are huge fire balls in the sky, light almost turning around corners. Moments later, a funny smell, we ran for any wet cloth, water on shirt and over the face will do.

Time has passed, it was quiet for an hour. Was it over? The sun is now up, and we were happy to see it. We knew the zionist don’t hit as hard in day light as they do at night, where the cameras can’t capture the full scale of the destruction.

We decided to go back to the lower level apartments, we were tired, we huddled and slept close to the door when deep down we knew that just like there is no where safe in Gaza, no place in our house is safer than any other.


Every house was hit, every building, every mosque, they have no targets, they do not know what they are doing.


This isn’t a fictional story, this is how we spent last night. And if the zionist think that this will scare us into submission, they need to think again, we only submit to Allah, we will never give up, we live and die with dignity and honour.”
Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un.

No words can describe the things they are going through there.

Tell me, how can we answer a mother who asks “what has my baby done for them to kill him?”

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un.

As Muslims, we need to repent, do righteous deed and ask for forgiveness and ask Allah Azza Wa Jall for help for it is said in the Qur’an:

[1] "Indeed Allah will help those who help Him. Indeed Allah is Exalted in Might, All-Powerful."

[2] Note: Allah explains in this noble ayah that He has sworn to help and give victory to those who help Him. It is known that the help and victory of Allah comes by following what He has prescribed, obeying His commend, avoiding His prohibitions, by helping His Messengers and their followers, aiding His Religion and fighting against His enemies and overpowering them - until the word of Allah is made uppermost, whilst the word of His enemies is debased and mode low.

Then Allah explains the characteristics of those whom He has promised would receive His help and victory, distinguishing them from others. So He said - explaining those to whom He swore He would aid and give victory to - because He is the one to aid and give victory:

[3] "Those who, if We establish them in the earth, establish the prayer, give the Zakat, enjoin the good and forbid the evil."

And that which this noble ayah indicates is that whosoever aids Allah, then Allah will aid Him. This is clearly explained in other than this place, such as His sayings:

[4]"Allah has promised to those amongst you who believe and do righteous actions that He will grant you the khilafah in the land."
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I want to leave you with a thing to ponder about, we ask for the Help fo Allah Azza Wa Jall, but after reading these verses, about the prayer, the zakat, the good and the evil, do you think with our deeds, the Help of Allah Azza Wa Jall would come?

Let us renew our faith, return to Allah, for indeed Allah helps those who help Him, those who remember Him. Help these children by helping yourself get back to Allah Azza Wa Jall.
And we pray that Allah Azza Wa Jall enlightens our hearts to become firm establishers of salah, enjoining what is good and forbidding what is evil.

Amin.

Zohayma
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F.N.

[1] Qur’an: 22:40 
[2] Tafsir Imam Ash Shanqiti
[3] Qur’an 22:41
[4] 24:55

rad-and-broke:

campdracula5eva:

youbestnotmiss:

smitethepatriarchy:

viva-la-fat:

"You’re 6’4", 240-pound Marine, and you’re injured, and you need a Marine next to you to carry you back to safety, and the Marine next to you is a 5’4" woman who weighs 115 pounds,"

No problem.

in before “well most women can’t do that” because NEWS FLASH most men can’t either, that’s why it’s a highly specialized career that requires a lot of devoted training

One of my former coworkers was a very slim girl only a tad taller than me, and she was training to be a fireman, and she could lift the biggest dude on my crew like this who was around 6’5 and super bulky.One time she picked him up and ran around the crew room with him for about 5 minutes before letting him down.

Even though I haven’t exercised in over a year—if you count DDR—and I’m incredibly petite (5’0”, 100 lbs), I can carry most guys. If they’re under 200 lbs, I can run with them on my back for 5 blocks, but I can walk for a mile. Once they’re about 250, I can only walk about a block or two before my spine feels like it’s about to break. If I were in a survival situation and their life depended on it, I could go on much further, until my legs gave out.

It’s why I hate the bullshit that women are inherently weak. Nah, man. Nah.

letsblameitonthedevil:

loyaltonothingexceptthedream:

fuckityfucktardunicorn:

lizthefangirl:

talithalungbarrow:

hopelesshoneyxo:

nataliesgrotto:

let’s take a minute and realize how heavy that train must have been.

Well considering how heavy her hair used to be, that trail would be rather easy, don’t you think?

What if the train is exactly as long as her hair was?

oH COME O N DISNEY

Just think, after years of being weighed down by like 60ft of hair and to suddenly have it all gone? She’s going to have major balance problems after that and afterwards be really fast.

Is no one going to talk about the horse just hanging out in church?

he’s not “just hanging out” he’s the ringbearer

(Source: disneyismyescape)

faysalslaveofallah:

Love her.

♥ Love her …when she sips on your coffee or tea. She only wants to make sure it tastes just right for you.



♥ Love her…when she “pushes” you to pray. She wants to be with you in Jannah (Paradise).



♥ Love her…when she asks you to play with the kids. She did not “make” them on her own.



♥ Love her…when she is jealous. Out of all the men she can have, she chose you



♥ Love her…when she has annoying little habits that drives you nuts. You have them too.



♥ Love her…when her cooking is bad. She tries.



♥ Love her…when she looks disheveled in the morning. She always grooms herself up again.



♥ Love her…when she asks to help with the kids homework. She only wants you to be part of the home.



♥ Love her…when she asks if she looks fat. Your opinion counts, so tell her she’s beautiful.



♥ Love her…when she looks beautiful. She’s yours so appreciate her.



♥ Love her…when she spends hours to get ready. She only wants to look her best for you.



♥ Love her…when she buys you gifts you don’t like. Smile and tell her it’s what you’ve always wanted.



♥ Love her…when she has developed a bad habit. You have many more and with wisdom and politeness you have all the time to help her change.



♥ Love her…when she cries for absolutely nothing. Don’t ask, tell her its going to be okay



♥ Love her…when she suffers from PMS. Buy chocolate, rub her feet and back and just chat to her (trust me this works!)



♥ Love her…when whatever you do is not pleasing. It happens and will pass



♥ Love her…when she stains your clothes. You needed a new thobe (kurta) anyway



♥ Love her…when she tells you how to drive. She only wants you to be safe.



♥ Love her…when she argues. She only wants to make things right for both



♥ Love her…she is yours. You don’t need any other special reason!!!!



♥♥♥All this forms part of a Woman’s Character. Women are part of your life and should be treated as the Queen.

♥♥♥

The Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) advised concerning the woman:

• Treat the women well.

• The best of you are those who are the best in the treatment of their wives.

sourkey:

Y’all don’t understand the importance of this image right here. Y’all don’t know the strength that lies within a mother lap, a mothers embrace. Nothing in this world can compare the peace of mind you get when you put your head in your moms lap and just rest. Just look at this picture, the child looks so at peace, as if nothing in this world bring harm upon them and the mom knows this, just look at her, the mom knows that on her watch, nothing can harm her child. 

Respect and love and mothers yo. 

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