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Nur Almaz Jun 2016
You can't pass down your imaan,
Like the way you pass down your old clothes.
People have different levels of imaan,
They need to practice religion on their own.

You can't pass down the deeds you have done,
To compensate the sins they have committed.
People need to learn from their mistakes and become their own person.

You can't pass down all the knowledge you have studied,
And expect them to learn and practice in an instant.
People need to be willing to open and listen and accept changes and different opinions.

You can however pray that they open their hearts and become a better person.
Always remember to raise your hands in supplication,
To the One who will listen,
Of your doubts and worries, your plans and missions, your hopes and dreams, even your biggest accomplishments.

Because we may not have absolute power to make every good thing to magically happen,
The power of du'a is all we have,
But it is a mu'mins greatest weapon.
Sharina Saad  Nov 2014
Life....
Sharina Saad Nov 2014
Life is like a colorful rainbow,
starts from ground ends in ground.
We are here to learn,
experience and grow,
not to get bound.
Climb the mountain and then being scared to take steps further,
Not even daring this much,
what can we expect from our future.
I would recommend to every beautiful soul,
do yourself a big favor,
With faith, hope, belief, love, Imaan –
Mix your life’s own flavor.
Live this tough battle of life
with strong clear conscious,
Keep in mind the day of judgment,
and it’s powerful justice.
SANJAN DAY

Misery, humiliation, insults, torture n inhuman behavior, they had to bear.

When they could no longer protect the holy fire; and for it no longer care;

thought they, leave they must, their dearest Motherland, wealth n cattle there.

For living there, undergoing torture was beyond tolerance; poisonous was the air.

Weary, miserable and dead-tired; on the shores of Gujarat, they finally did land.

From Diu-Saurashtra sailed they to Sanjan Bunder, requesting for a helping hand.

To persuade the ruler for shelter; stood they under the scorching hot Sun on sand.

Finally asylum granted was, after many conditions, their weapons they had to disband.

Accepted they were by Bharat (India); and finally settled down at Sanjan

Starting anew, our ancestors rebuilt Iran-shah, away from the Arab “hevaan(s)”

with honesty, integrity, hard-work, reestablished they, their “aan-baan-shaan”

now our pious duty it is, to continue their work with dedication and “imaan”.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.
Imaan Haque  Feb 2016
Redemption
Imaan Haque Feb 2016
When I saw you for the first time,
I knew.
The twinkle in your eyes
The curve of your smile;
All told me it was you.

You were the one I needed
To brighten up my life
You were the one I needed
Till the end, by my side.

We would hold hands in parks
And kiss each other openly
Who cares about what people say
Our love is pure poetry.

But it wasn't to be for too long
Because honey, reality came along
Rudely snatched our dreams away
Our lips were rid of their song.

The stench of death hung in the air
Blood flowed on the streets
Life was reduced to a struggle
The Heavens were flooded with prayers.

Four long years the war raged
Took much more than it gave
And it all ended on a paper
Just for the ego of souls depraved.

Time passed and we aged
With our hearts in a cage
Death was a welcome release
Our souls could finally be at peace.

As I stand here on Heaven's gates
I can see your beautiful face
You're calling out to me
"Come on in Honey,
Redemption here is free."

-Imaan Haque
Watan ke liye dete hei hum jaan.
Watan ke liye lete bhi hei hum jaan
Watan hamaara hei humari Jaan
Watan hamaara, hei humara imaan.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

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