Sunday,Mar 13 2005, 08:50:04 PMThough tombstones fine of bluish slate Should

Though tombstones fine of bluish slate
Should ornament, adorn, my grave,
But I were to have died a slave,
Come, spit on and defile them!
If my body were not bathed,
In my blood, and sanctified,
Do not ever desecrate
Precincts of the mosque with it.
And if I were not to be
Into numerous pieces hacked
By the forces of the foe,
Mother, dear, how could you
Over me lament and cry?
I shall soon this land, deprived
Both of honour and of pride,
Into Paradise transform,
Or the ranks of Pukhtoon youth
Decimate, their streets denude.

Sunday,Mar 13 2005, 08:42:21 PMLet death overtake me Whenever it will; It...

Let death overtake me
Whenever it will;
It will find me prepared,
With a flower in hand,
Or mounted upon
A snorting steed;
Or a gun in hand,
Or quill and ink;
And drowned in laughter
The cares of the world;
Whatever's in store,
Is enough, no more!
Let death overtake me
Whenever it will.

Monday,Oct 11 2004, 11:36:53 AMAsalaam O Alaikum How r u My Friendz i think...

Asalaam O Alaikum

How r u My Friendz i think enjoying good health but frinedz i wnat something to tell u people that our sweet friend is waiting for all of us so before we met him let us get prepared.

It was early in the morning at four,

When death knocked upon a bedroom door,

Who is there? The sleeping one cried.

I'm Malkul Mawt, let me inside.

At once, the man began to shiver,

As one sweating in deadly fever,

He shouted to his sleeping wife,

Don't let him take away my life.

Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.

My family on me depends,

Give me a chance, O please prepense! The angel knocked again and again, 

Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,

Tis your soul Allah requires,

I come not with my own desire.

Bewildered, the man began to cry,

O Angel I'm so afraid to die,

I'll give you gold and be your slave,

 Don't send me to the unlit grave.

Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,

Open the door; get up from your bed,

If you do not allow me in,

I will walk through it, like a Jinn .

The man held a gun in his right hand,

Ready to defy the Angel's stand.

I'll point my gun, towards your head,

You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead.

By now the Angel was in the room,

Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom.

Foolish man, Angels never die,

Put down your gun and do not sigh.

Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,

To die according to Allah's plan?

Come smile at me, do not be grim,

Be Happy to return to Him.

O Angel! I bow my head in shame,

I had no time to take Allah's Name.

From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,

Not even caring for my health.

Allah's command I never obeyed,

Nor five times a day I ever prayed.

A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,

But no time had I to repent.

The Hajj was already FARD on me,

But I would not part with my money.

All charities I did ignore,

Taking usury more and more.

Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine,

With flirting women I sat to dine.

O Angel! I appeal to you,

Spare my life for a year or two.

The Laws of Quran I will obey,

I'll begin SALAT this very day.

My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,

And keep away from self-conceit.

I will refrain from usury,

And give all my wealth to charity,

Wine and wenches I will detest,

Allah's oneness I will attest.

We Angels do what Allah demands,

We cannot go against His commands.

Death is ordained for everyone,

Father, mother, daughter or son.

I'm afraid this moment is your last,

 Now be reminded, of your past,

I do understand your fears,

But it is now too late for tears.

You lived in this world, two score and more,

Never did you, your people adore.

Your parents, you did not obey,

Hungry beggars, you turned away.

Your two ill-gotten, female offspring,

In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.

Instead of making more Muslims,

You made your children non-Muslims.

You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan,

Nor did you read the Holy Quran.

Breaking promises all your life,

Backbiting friends, and causing strife.

From hoarded goods, great profits you made,

 And your poor workers, you underpaid.

Horses and cards were your leisure,

 Moneymaking was your pleasure.

You ate vitamins and grew more fat,

With the very sick, you never sat.

 A pint of blood you never gave,

Which could a little baby save?

O Human, you have done enough wrong,

You bought good properties for a song.

When the farmers appealed to you, .

You did not have mercy, tis true.

Paradise for you? I cannot tell,

 Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.

There is no time for you to repent,

I'll take your soul for which I am sent.

The ending however, is very sad,

Eventually the man became mad With a cry,

 he jumped out of bed, And suddenly,

he fell down dead.

O Reader! Take moral from here, You never know, your end may be near Change your living and make amends For heaven, on your deeds depends. If this poem inspires you, It can help someone too.

Wednesday,Sep 22 2004, 04:29:51 AMAdmission open....!! Eligibility Criteria: (i

Admission open....!!
Eligibility Criteria:

(i) Muslim
(ii) Belief in ALLAH as well as in the Holy Prophet MUHAMMAD(PBUH)
(iii) Belief in the Day of Judgment.

Rules and Regulations:

(i) Admission will be based on open merit
(ii) There will be no self-finance scheme
(iii) Reserved seats only for Shuhada.
(iv) Only those will be allowed to enter, who get their result cards in right hands
(v) Those who get their result cards in left hand will not be eligible for the admission in Paradise.

Examination Procedure:

(i) Practical examination is your life time.
(ii) Viva will be conducted on the Day of Judgement.
(iii) First question will be asked about prayer
(iv) Final merit list will be displayed on the same day.
(v) No supplementary exam will be held.

Suggestions:

This world is an examination hall, you do not know the time when the Malak-ul-Maut-Angel of Death-, will take away your answer sheet. In order to make sure your success, you must attempt your paper with great care and must perform your practical examination with great concentration. For syllabus, please consult Holy Quran and Hadeeth(Sayings of Muhammad PBUH).

You are much worried about this life, this world is just like a drop and the life of hear after is like an ocean. Now the choice is yours.

Note:

Just imagine if your name is NOT in the list of selected candidates¦???
May ALLAH kareem bestow His Blessings upon us and guide us to the straight path always, amen.
Allah Be Praised...