Allah’s Pious (Devoted) Worshipper
[Sahih Bukhari: Volume 8, Book 76, Number 509]
Narrated Abu Huraira (Radi Allah Anhu): Allah’s Apostle (sal-allahu-alleihi-wasallam) said, Allah said:
“I will declare war against him who shows hostility to a pious worshipper of Mine. And the most beloved things with which My slave comes nearer to Me, is what I have enjoined upon him; and My slave keeps on coming closer to Me through performing Nawafil (praying or doing extra deeds besides what is obligatory) till I love him, so I become his sense of hearing with which he hears, and his sense of sight with which he sees, and his hand with which he grips, and his leg with which he walks; and if he asks Me, I will give him, and if he asks My protection (Refuge), I will protect him; (i.e. give him My Refuge) and I do not hesitate to do anything as I hesitate to take the soul of the believer, for he hates death, and I hate to disappoint him.”
Sab thath para rah jawega jab laad chalega banjara
Tuk hirs-o-hawa ko chhor main, mat des bades phire mara,
Qazzaq ajal ka loote hai din raat, baja kar naqqara;
Kya bidhiya, bhainsa, bel, shutar, kya goien, palla, sarbhara,
Kya gehun, chawal, moth, matar, kya aag, dhuan, kya angara,
Sab thath para rah jawega jab laad chalega banjara.
Gar tu hai lakhhi banjara, aur khep bhi teri bhari hai,
Ai ghafil; tujh se bhi charhta ik aur bara beopari hai,
Kya shakkar, misri, qand, giri, kya sambhar, meetha, khari hai,
Kya daakh, munaqqa, saunth, mirch, kya kesar, laung, supari hai,
Sab thath para rah jawega jab laad chalega banjara.
Tu bidhiya laade, bel bhare, jo purab pachhim jawega,
Ya sood barha kar lawega, ya tota, ghata, pawega,
Qazzaq ajal ka raste mein jab bhala mar girawega,
Dhan, daulat, naati, pota kya, ik kunba kaam na aawega,
Sab thath para rah jawega jab laad chalega banjara.
nahi chandni jeete thi
bachpun main ek kahani parhe the …. Abu khan ki bakri …. uss main ek bakri hote hy ….. ek din woh bohat ghanny forest main chali jate hy … wahan ussy bharia shikar karna chahta hy … bakri jan bachany ki koshish karte hy…bharia peecha nahi chorta…bakri orr bharia ki lare sare raat hote hy … finally bharia jeet jata hy.bakri mar jate hy.yeh jung subha shuru hote hy orr sare raat jare rahte hy … kafi sary parindy /janwar daikh rahy hoty hain. akhir main sab kahty hain “bharia jeet gaya” ek borhe si chirya hote hy woh kahte hy “nahi chandni jeete the” ( chandni bakri ka naam hy iss kahani main ) .
matlab yeh hy k kisi k Zindagi main achy ya aala ya success hony ka andaza hum ko aisy he final daikh k nahi lagana chahiey kiun k yeh koi cricket match nahi hy na he koi game … yeh real life ki baat hy …. app ko uss k tallentd / intelligent / ya successful hony ka andaza uss ka past orr himmat orr struggle jo uss ny life main ki hain woh daikh k lagana chahiey.
Peace
The heart shows us the inherent core values in our lives and brings us closer to the sense of true security and belonging we all need. Heart intelligence is often accompanied by a solid, secure and balanced feeling. We can tell when we are in contact with the heart by how it feels. The intelligence of the heart acts as an impetus for what some scientists call “qualia” — our experience of the feelings and qualities of love, compassion, non-judgment, tolerance, patience and true forgiveness. These qualities are often accompanied by a peaceful, clear state of awareness.
Lucky- like me
Lucky-by Britney Spears
Early morning
She wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It’s time for makeup
Perfect smile
It’s you they’re all waiting for
Isn’t she lovely
This Hollywood girl
And they say..
She’s so Lucky
She’s a star
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
Thinking, if there’s nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there’s no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning and she keeps on winning
But tell me, what happens when it stops
Baby
Isn’t she lovely?
This Hollywood girl
And they say..
She’s so lucky
She’s a star
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
Thinking, if there’s nothign missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
Isn’t she lovely?
This Hollywood girl
She’s soo lucky
But why does she cry?
If there is nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night?
And they say..
She’s so lucky,
She’s a star
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
Thinking, if there’s nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
She’s so lucky.
But she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
Thinking, if there’s nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night?
