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Reflections

Mum’s a Miracle!

Marking 23 years of a wonderful life blessed by the Almighty, I decided to re-launch my blog in a new light; not only to write frequent blog entries but to also pursue learning about our wonderful religion through different channels.

I’d like to dedicate my first blog to a wonderful and important person in my life; my mother. Having recently gotten married, and moved into a new home, I now realise what a precious personality she is.

Mum, I have expressed my truest emotions to you; told you of my innermost worries and thoughts, and it has been the best feeling to have such an amazing relationship with you! Truly there is nobody like a mother in one’s life.

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24 January 2014
Reflections

Who is Hussain?

You ask me about this personality, and I respond with nothing. Utter silence….an overwhelming wave of disbelief, quickly overcome with understanding and realisation. Slowly I speak “It isn’t that I don’t know, I just do not know what to say, where to begin, how to make you understand, the impact of this single soul on humanity at large.”

Again, realisation.

Thursday 15th of November, 2012: I have been hearing fireworks for the third night in a row. Yesterday was the beginning of a new year for the Hindu’s, and today, is ours. Side by side stands a Mandir and a Mosque. Entering one are people filled with life, happiness, and dressed in their best yet. Entering the other, are flocks of Muslims, dressed in their simplest, their darkest colours, and their hearts heavy with grief. For both, it is the new year, for both it is a new start, a night of resolutions.

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15 April 2012
Reflections

“…for you Hussain, He Created a Nation!”

As the last days of 1430 pass us by, we, along with thousands of other Muslims worldwide, prepare for the coming of the New Islamic Year. But this preparation is not one of joy and celebration, rather one of grief and sorrow. It is a reminder for us, that as the new moon is sighted and the 1st of Muharram sets in, we are no longer alone in the Imambargah and in the remembrance of the Tragedy of Aba Abdillah, Hussain Ibne Ali (a.s.). Rather, we are going to be in the company of that sad mother of Imam Hussain (a.s.), whose name is Fatema Zahra (a.s.).

It was this Fatema Zahra (a.s.) who was concerned about the commemoration of the tragedy of Kerbala, ever since Imam Hussain (a.s.) was born. When she asked her father, when she was told about the Martyrdom of her son, as to whether there will be anyone to mourn him, to cry over him, to shed tears over her son’s death, the Prophet wept and said to her, “Fatema, I shall not be alive, Ali will not be there, Fatema, even you will not be there, Hassan will not be there.”

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26 December 2007
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