Colors in Disguise…

Actually it happened yesterday. Its not something new which happened but still i think after watching it for a long time, i should write something about it. Its stuck right in my throat and i feel i should throw it out. the time i was coming from my office, it was around 6 in the evening . just took my bike out and was on my way to home. this is what i do everyday. first want to make it very clear that this article is not to insult anyone’s feelings, it is just what i think. so the first turn i took after coming out of my office, i saw a rickshaw, and a girl sitting on it. A complete Burka clad girl, with not an inch of skin which can be seen, except her face. its true that i intentionally kept my eye on her for a while. She looked good….., infact she looked awesome. i know i am not supposed to be saying this, but come on its a blog….isnt it…!!!!. the thing to ponder is that i dont do such stuff very often. i also dont call people irresistible so easily, not an attitude problem. but u can call it my rule that , i dont give consolations. anyways the thing is why i am calling her so irresistible..????. and how do i know that she was looking so great. a simple answer for that….. she was looking great. 

Now coming to root…. i always have heard and known that burkas or veil are something which are used to hide stuff….u know what i am saying. it is something to repel what guys are looking for. its a sign which strictly and clearly tells that “I am not available”. How can you look so adorable while wearing it….!!!!!. Now lemme describe the dress for you, so first of all it was tight, and when i say tight. i mean really tight. Every curve and every lining of the garments she was wearing inside was so damn visible. Her Sleeves were so beautifully decorated with sparkling colors that they deserved five minutes for them , alone. the way she was sitting on the rickshaw, i was able to see her ankles being wrapped by a narrow bottom denim jeans. but the show stopper was her scarf. i mean …come on..!!. such a beautiful blue color scarf, with a fading shade, wrapped around her head in an unusually attractive way. The Circular face peeping from that scarf was also telling a story of work and make up done for about an hour. Eyes beautiful circled by the kohl (Kajal), looking so distinct that it felt they knew to find there way in a crowd.

I think i have told you enough about it. You will be surely thinking that i am enjoying it. The truth is i am not… In fact in a way i was sad to see the girl. a classic example of a confused youth. She was trying to make it a win-win situation. The time she was proving herself to be religious at that very moment, didn’t want to be left behind on fashion. she wanted to be seen and being adored at the same time when she was hiding herself. I mean how can this be possible. you can not do both at the same time. Sometimes i feel that such situations are the most dangerous. usually people decide things in right and wrong. religious and non religious. its a matter of choice what people choose. Sometimes we just take a middle path, which gives us a feel of a win-win situation, but surely lead us nowhere. To defeat the enemy first we should know the enemy. So if , some where one thinks that she has to hide her elf by wearing a burka or veil, then it must be done by the rule book. 

i cannot write this blog and not write this blog at the same time. So with due respect to the sisters……..“You can not expose and hide yourself at the same time.”


And they say its Mystique…..

I donno sometimes that what people mean when they are saying that they are practicing religion now…!!!!!. it somehow dont make sense to me. i know should not be into the philosophical crap and all, but still. things like these struck mind of everyone. People think that if its ttrue that some god exist, and there is a heaven and a hell, then why the hell people dont give it a damn…!!!!. Most of the people we know around who are practicing religion in there own ways say that, they are trying to make the balance between religion and this world. i doono exactly if such balance occurs or not….bye for this time , will talk later


Men of Honour….

Abdul Aziz ibn Abdullah ibn Baz (Arabic: عبد العزيز بن عبد الله بن باز), also known as Ibn Bāz, was the Grand Mufti of Saudi Arabia from 1993 until his death in 1999.
Ibn Baz was born in the city of Riyadh during the month of Dhu al-Hijjah, 1910 to a family with a reputation for their interest in Islam. His father died when he was only three, placing a big responsibility on his mother to raise him. When asked about his childhood, the sheikh said: “my father died when I was three years old, and I only had my mother who took care of me and educated me encouraging me to learn more about Shari’ah; she also died when I was twenty six.” By the time he was thirteen he had begun working, selling clothing with his brother in a market. Despite the fact that he helped a great deal in supporting his family, he still found time to study the Qur’an, Hadith, Fiqh, and Tafsir. In 1927, when he was sixteen, he started losing his eyesight after being afflicted with a serious infection in his eyes. By the time he was twenty, he had totally lost his sight and become blind.
“lost eye sight at an age of 20 and still strived to achieved so much , finally became the grand mufti of saudi arabia, really these are men of honour”


Truth of Fazaail e Aamaal…!!!

Allah says in the Quraan, Verily! Allah, with Him (Alone) is the knowledge of the Hour, He sends down the rain, and knows that which is in the womb. No person knows what he will earn tomorrow, and no person knows what land he will die. Verily, Allah is All-Knower, All-Aware. [Soorah Luqman (31): 34]

But the Fazaail Aamal says, Abul Husain Maliki says that he associated with Shaikh Khair Nurbaf for several years. The Shaikh said to him, eight days before his death. I shall die on Thursday evening, at the time of Maghrib Salaat, and I shall be buried on Friday after Jumuah Salaat. Although, he advised me not to forget, but I forgot about it and, on Friday morning, a man told me about the Shaikhs death. I immediately went to his place¦ asked people the details of the Shaikhs experience of death. A person¦ narrated to me that the Shaikh swooned for a while just before Maghrib Salaat. Then, he recovered somewhat and said to someone in the corner of the room, who was invisible to others, Stop for a while; you have been commanded to do a thing and I have been commanded to do a thing. That which you are commanded to do (viz. to take my life) will not escape you, but that which I am commanded to do (viz. to observe Maghrib Salaat) will escape me. Let me do as I am commanded. He then called for water, made a fresh Wudhu and performed Maghrib Salaat. After this, he laid himself on the bed, closed his eyes and gave up his life.

[Fazaail-e-Aamaal, (Eng. Trans.) Virtues of Charity, Chapter.6, p.609, (2nd South African Impression 1414-1993. Published by Waterval Islamic Institute)]

This Deviant Story Promotes that certain individuals know the place and time of their death and even make the Angel of Death wait until they have finished their prayers.



Silence silence silence
silence killing me

On this cold dark night
need a reason to survive
walls are closing in on me
i just wanna place to hide

Coz this silence silence silence
silence, killing me..

When i close my eyes
i was on a shore of sea
and a kid who is lost
who just looks like me

And there is silence silence silence
silence, killing me..

There is no sign of hope
there are no stars in the sky
dont feel like telling what
dont feel like asking why

silence silence silence
silence, killing me……
silence, killing me…………



save me beth….

its a new city
,its a new town
its so full of people,
it think i will drown

come on save me
come on save me
will you save me
save me beth….

trains, planes ,racing cars
people dancing in the bars
tall towers touching sky
donno why but i miss the stars

come on save me
come on save me
will you save me
save me beth….

people are laughing,i cant smile
just think for a reason ,and stop for a while
here comes your master
taming his slave
it looks like a circus and i look like a clown
coz its a new city
and its new town
its so full of people that i think i will drown

come on save me
come on save me
will you save me
save me beth….



The Coke studio thumpers, and sufi music lovers

To all the young people out there who love sufi music, the youth going crazy about baba bulleh shah’s songs.without even knowing what he wrote. Shouldn’t we listen and try to understand the poetry…..?? Offcourse which is not in our language, but we still dance to the tune. Because I think its “THE NEW IN THING….!!!!” People are trying to blind us with COKE studio and many sufi musi hubs like that….the beautiful ambience is breath taking….isnt it…?, the people playing different instruments, beautiful girls doing harmonies…..forcing us to be in the virtual world full of bliss and virtual happiness and not to ponder on the reality….but are we so lost , that we never think of what we are listening……lets give the thought today….

Bulleh Shah is believed to have been born in 1680, in the small village of Uch, Bahawalpur, Punjab, in present day Pakistan. His father, Shah Muhammad Darwaish, was a teacher and preacher in a villagemosque. Little is known about Bulleh Shah’s ancestry except that some of his forebears were migrants from Uzbekistan and that his family claimed direct descent from the prophet Muhammad…..!!!! (see the poetry latter, can somebody claiming to be the descendent of muhammad pbuh,can ever write such things…???)
He also received education from Maulana Mohiyuddin. His spiritual teacher was the Qadiri Sufi Shah Inayat Qadiri, who was a member of the Arain tribe of Lahore.


Sufism ……
So lets know a little about Sufism, what is Sufism….???

The word Sufi is most likely to be derived from the Arabic word “soof”, meaning wool. This is because of the Sufi habit of wearing woolen coats, a designation of their initiation into the Sufi order.
Sufism is known as “Islamic Mysticism,” in which Muslims seek to find divine love and knowledge through direct personal experience of God. Mysticism is defined as the experience of mystical union or direct communion with ultimate reality, and the belief that direct knowledge of God, spiritual truth, or ultimate reality can be attained through subjective experience (as intuition or insight)
Corruption of Tawheed in Allaah’s Attributes
Sufis totally deny all of Allah’s Attributes, such as His Face, His Hands, His Istawaa etc, using metaphorical meanings to explain His Attributes. Although the Companions and Tabi’een believed in them without any resemblance to His creation, the Sufi’s deem His Attributes to be a part of His creation. Ibn Arabi went as far as to say that he saw Allah during one of his ecstatic trances, in the shape of a young blond boy sitting on a Throne! (see Bezels of Wisdom, London 1980).

Union with the Creator
Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’aala is completely distinct from His Creation. He neither resembles His Creation, nor is He enclosed by it. Sufis however, with their deviant doctrine of Wahdat ul Wujood, believe contrary to this. Ibn Arabi, the Sufi scholar with whom which the concept of Wahdat ul Wujood is rightly attributed, asserted that since Allah’s Attributes were manifested in His creation, to worship His creation is similar to worshipping Him: “So the person with complete understanding is he who sees every object of worship to be a manifestation of the truth contained therein, for which it is worshipped. Therefore they call it a god, along with its particular name, whether it is a rock, or a tree, or an animal, or a person, or a star, or an angel.”9 This is how far the Sufis deviated because of their reliance on Greek and Eastern philosophy, rather than the Qur’an and Sunnah. To them God is not Allah Alone with whom no one else shares in His Dominion, but rather everything we see around us, and ultimately our own selves! Glory to Allah, who Stated “There is nothing like unto Him, and He is the All-Hearer, the All-Seer” [42: 11].

Poetry Style
The verse form Bulleh Shah primarily employed is called the Kafi, a style of Punjabi, Sindhi and Siraiki poetry used not only by the Sufis of Sindh and Punjab, but also by Sikh gurus.
Just read few of the poems of the so called muslim poet, is this islam…????
Should we be the part of such thing……
Few of his works…….

Heer and Ranjha are already one.
But Heer, deluded, still searches the woods.
Here Ranjha is with her,
And she does not even know it.

I am tired of reading the Vedas and the Koran!
Obeisance has only abraded my forehead.
God was not in Mecca, nor any holy place.
But whoever finds Him becomes brightly illuminated.

Burn the prayer rug, break the clay pot,
Divest yourself of rosary, bowl and staff.
Those who love – proclaim repeatedly and loudly,
‘Eat the forbidden! Forsake halaal!’(a lawful diet)

Translated by Hajji Lok Makke Val Jande

The hajjis go to Mecca.
My beloved Ranjha is my Mecca.
Yes, I am crazy!
I am wedded to Ranjha.
Still my father pushes me.

Yes, I am crazy!
The hajjis go to Mecca
My bridegroom, within me, is my Mecca.
Yes, I am crazy!
Hajjis and ghazis both lie within us,
Thieves and pickpockets too.

Yes, I am crazy!
The Hajjis go to Mecca
But I am going to Takht Hazara.

Yes, I am crazy!
Wherever is your beloved, there lies Kaaba,
Though you search the four books
Yes, I am crazy!

Stay silent to survive.
People cannot stand to hear the truth.
They are at your throat if you speak it.
They keep away from those who speak it.
But truth is sweet to its lovers!
). Truth destroys shara (shariah
Brings rapture to its lovers,
And unexpected riches,
(shariah) obscures Which .
Those lovers cannot remain silent
Who have inhaled the fragrance of truth.
Those who have woven love into their lives,
Leave this world of falsehood.
Bulleh Shah speaks the truth.
He uncovers the truth of shara (shariah).
He opens the path to the fourth level,
(shariah) obscures Which .

What is left to say…?????
Shouldn’t we be thinking about it, people presenting anything in front of us, and we are consuming……just consuming …..not even thinking whats inside the beautiful packing.

Sufism , with sufi music is destroying the beliefs of true muslims
They are trying to destroy the concept of tawheed and oneness of ALLAH…..and we…..yes WE muslims are being a part of it…..Astaghfirullah….please please…think over it…..

Syed Mohd Danish