ALLAHU AKBAR..

FROM MY HEART ALLAHIM.... THIS IS TO YOU ONLY TO YOU... ONLY YOU KNOW ME, ALLAHIM...ONLY YOU CAN TO HELP ME..ONLY YOU CAN TO MAKE WHAT I NEED,
TO MODIFY WHAT TO NEED... TO BE BETTER WHAT NEED... ONLY YOU CAN TO FORGIVE ME... AND TO MAKE THOSE HEART, WITHOUT LOVE TO WORK FOR THE TRUTH LOVE... AND UNDERSTAND WHAT IS THE TRUE LOVE... MY ALLAHIM.. FORGIVE ME...
I , YET, AM TO LEARNING... TO BE, GOOD MUSLIM, MY ALLAH....









NÃO USE DE ENGANAÇÃO, NÃO USE AS PESSOAS, NÃO SE PONHA ENTRE CASAIS, NÃO SEPARE FAMILIAS, NÃO FALE DA VIDA ALHEIA.
TENTE SER MELHOR A CADA DIA. TEMA ALLAH CC COM FEVOR.
TODOS NÓS SABEMOS QUE COLHEREMOS O QUE SEMEAMOS.
CUIDE DE SUA VIDA. NÃO CUIDE DA VIDA ALHEIA.
SE NÃO PUDER AJUDAR, NÃO ATRAPALHE. NÃO SE PONHA NO CAMINHO.
ALLAH CC NOS DEU UMA UNICA VIDA, CABE-A NÓS CUIDAR DELA !














Friday, February 18, 2011

to think

                             Trip Boat
 

Nasrudim sometimes led people to travel on his boat. One day, a demanding pedagogue hired him to transport him to the other side of a river too wide. So who threw themselves into the water, the sage asked him if he would do bad weather.
- Do not ask me anything about this - Nasrudim said.
- You never studied grammar?
- No
- In this case, half of his life was wasted. "
The Mulla said nothing. Soon a terrible storm collapsed. Little and disorientated Mulla boat began filling with water. He leaned his companion.
- Have you learned to swim?
- No - replied the pedantic.
- In this case, dear master, his whole life was wasted because we are sinking. 

 
                                Wishes
  
The party gathered all the disciples of Nasrudin. They ate and drank for several hours, always talking about the origin of stars and life's purposes. When it was almost dawn, all were preparing to return to their homes. It remained a nice plate of sweets on the table. Nasrudin constrained his disciples to eat it. One, however, refused:
- The master is testing us. Want to see if we can control our desires.
- You're wrong. The best way to master a desire, is to satisfy it. I prefer that you stay with the sweet in the stomach than in thought, to be used for things more noble.
 
   
                       Nasrudin and the Egg


 
One morning, Nasruddin put an egg in a handkerchief, went to the middle of the square of his city, and called those who were there.
- Today we will have an important contest! Who discover what's inside this cloth I give a gift that is inside the egg!
People stared, puzzled, and answered:
- How do we know? Nobody here is capable of making such predictions!
Nasrudin insisted:
- What is this cloth has a center that is yellow as a yolk surrounded by a liquid the color of light, which in turn is contained within a shell that breaks easily. It is a symbol of fertility, and reminds us of the birds flying to their nests. So who the hell can tell what is hidden here?
All the inhabitants thought that Nasrudin had an egg in your hands, but the answer was so obvious that nobody wanted to embarrass themselves in front of others. If it was not an egg, but something very important product of the fertile imagination of the mystical Sufi? A yellow center might suggest the sun, the liquid around it might be an alchemist's concoction. No, that was crazy to want to make someone go through ridiculous. Nasrudin asked twice more, and nobody answered.
                
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>>> some time the things or persons are so simple, but we insist to do all so complex... and when we see, the life finished.. and we didn't our duty for to do a person  to be with her family, and can to have peace in her heart, or even to see some smile.


                                               Marriage



Nasrudin was chatting with an acquaintance, who asked him:
- Mullah, answer me, you never thought about getting married?
- Yes, you already. When I was young, I determined to find my perfect match. I crossed the desert,
I arrived in Damascus, and met a beautiful woman   and very spiritually evolved, but trivial things, day to day, hindered.
I changed course and there I was in Isfahan, and there I could meet a woman with a gift for the material things of home life, and moreover was very spiritual. However, lacked the physical beauty. I thought: what to do?
And I decided to go to Cairo. I got there and soon I was introduced to a beautiful young woman, who was also a religion, a good cook and connoisseur of the chores of home. Here was my ideal woman.
- But you did not marry her. Why?
- Ah, my dear friend,
she was also seeking the ideal man.
- And sow
- So i married with who God make for "to love me" and help me to stay on the right way, caring of her , teaching she to care about the life, home work, job and principal: her faith!
  


                       The smuggler
 
Time and again, Nasrudin crossed the frontier between Persia and Greece mounted on a donkey. Any time spent with two baskets full of straw and returned without them, dragging the foot. Every time the guard was looking for contraband. Never found it.
- What do you carry, Nasrudin?
- I'm a smuggler. "
Years later, looking increasingly prosperous, Nasrudin moved to Egypt. There he met one of those border guards.
- Tell me, Mulla, now you're outside the jurisdiction of Greek and Persian, installed here in this good life - what are you smuggling, which we never get?
- donkey.
    
Happiness is not where one looks
 
Nasrudin found a man sitting disconsolately beside the road and asked him the reasons for the affliction.
- There is nothing in life that interest you, brother. I have enough money not to need to work on this trip and I'm just looking for something more interesting than the life I lead at home. So far I found nothing.
Without another word, Nasrudin tore out the bag and fled with her down the road, running like a hare. Since he knew the region was able to take a good distance. The road curved and Nasruddin was cutting a path multiple shortcuts, until he returned to the same road, far ahead of the man who had stolen. He put the bag right beside the road and hid waiting for the other. Soon enough, the poor traveler walking along the winding road, more unhappy than ever loss by the rucksack. Once he saw his property right there at hand, ran to get her, shouting for joy.
- This is a way to produce happiness - said Nasrudin.



Learning to talk with Allah
 
Nasrudin once, was not a donkey to help him in his work.
Desperate, without being able to meet one, began to pray, asking Allah  to send him a donkey. Prayed for some time and one day while walking along a road, encountered a man riding a donkey and ago took another younger. Nasrudin approached the man and he said:
- What a shame I'm bringing a donkey so far, we're all exhausted, and here's this man resting, doing nothing!
And threatening him with a sword, added:
- Come on! Put the donkey on his back and go with me to the next town! "
Nasrudin, said nothing to fear, simply put the donkey on his back and followed the man. They walked for several hours and Nasrudin was tired of so much weight. At dusk, they arrived in the nearest town and the man simply did Nasrudin down the donkey from his back and went ahead without even thanking.
Nasrudin lifted his eyes to heaven and said:
- Okay, Allah . I learned my lesson. Next time I'll be more specific ...
 
The announcement  
 Nasruddin stood in the market square and addressed the crowd:
- O people of this place! They want knowledge without difficulty, truth without falsehood, attainment without effort, progress without sacrifice?
Soon he joined a large number of people, with everybody shouting:
- We would want!
- Excellent! It was just to know. You can trust me, they will tell you all about if some day discover something.
 
There is more light here 

Someone saw Nasrudin searching for something on the floor.
"What you lost, Mulla?" Asked
"My key," said the Mulla.
Then, the two knelt to retrieve it. A little later, the guy asked, "Where exactly did you lose this key?"
"In my house."
"Then why are you looking for here?"
"Because this is more light." 
 
Visiting India
 
The celebrated and contradictory character Sufi Mulla Nasrudin visited India. He arrived in Calcutta and began to walk through one of its busiest streets. Suddenly he saw a man who was selling what he believed Nasrudin were sweet, though in reality they were spicy chiles. Nasrudin was too greedy and bought a large amount of the alleged sweet, willing to give up a big feast. I was very happy, sat in a park and began to eat chiles bites.
Once the first bit of chiles felt fire in taste. They were so spicy those "candies" that got the tip of nose red and tears began to loosen up the legs. Nevertheless, taking the chiles Nasrudin went to the mouth without stopping. Sneezing, crying, grimaced in discomfort, but followed the eating chiles. Haunted, a passerby approached and told him:
                         - Friend, do not know chiles only eat in small quantities?
                          Almost unable to speak, Nasrudin said:
                         - Good man, believe me, I thought I was buying sweets.
                          But Nasruddin went eating chiles. The passer-by said:
                         -  Well, okay, but now you know that are not sweet. Why segues eating them?
                          Between coughs and hiccups, Nasrudin said:

  -                      Have I invested my money in them, I will not throw them away.

 
                              The Sermon of Nasrudin 

One day, the villagers wanted to play a joke on Nasrudin. Since it was considered a kind of indefinable way holy man, asked him to give a sermon at the mosque. He concordou.Chegado such a day, Nasrudin mounted the pulpit and said:
- O yeah who believe! Know what I tell you?
- No, we do not know
- While they do not know, I can not say anything. Very ignorant people, that's what you are. So you can not start the whatever - said the Mulla, deeply outraged by that ignorant people make you lose your time.
Descended from the pulpit and went home. Somewhat embarrassed, went into commission, again, ask Nasruddin to deliver a sermon on Friday following a day of prayer. Nasrudin began preaching with the same question as before. This time, the congregation responded in one voice:
- Yes, we know
- In this case there is no reason to hold them here longer. Can go.
And went home. Finally, managed to persuade him to make the sermon the following Sunday, which began with the same question as before.
- Do you know or not know?
The congregation was prepared.
-                        Some know, some do not.
- Excellent - said Nasrudin - so those who can transmit their knowledge to        those who do not know.
And went home.
 
Nasrudin created as the truth 
 "These laws do not become better people," said Nasrudin to the King; "they are doing certain things in order to tune with the inner truth, which resembles only slightly the apparent truth."
The King decided he could make people observe the truth - and would. He could make them practicing authenticity. Access this city was made by a bridge over which the king ordered him to build a gallows. When the gates were opened at dawn the next day, the Captain of the Guard was stationed in front of a squad to investigate all those who enter there. An edict was proclaimed: "All will be questioned. He that speaketh the truth will have your ticket allowed. If lie will be hanged."
Nasrudin stepped forward.
"Where you going?"
"I am the way to the gallows," Nasrudin replied calmly.
"We do not believe in you!"
"Well, if you're lying, hang me!"
"But if the hanged for lying, we will make what you said is true!"
"That's right, now know what is the truth, your truth!"
 
The Wise Fool who was 

Every day Mullah Nasruddin went begging in the marketplace, and people loved to see him playing the fool with the following trick: showing two coins, one worth ten times more than the other. Nasrudin always choose the smaller. The story ran across the county. Day after day, groups of men and women showed the two currencies, and Nasrudin always had the lowest. Until it appeared a generous man who was tired of seeing Nasrudin ridiculed that way. Calling him to a corner of the square, said:
- When people offer you two coins, the greater choice. So you will have more money and will not be considered a fool.
- You seem to be right, but if I chose the larger coin, people will stop offering me money to prove I'm more stupid than them. You do not know how much money I've earned using this trick. There is nothing wrong with a fool, if indeed what you're doing is smart. Sometimes it is much wisdom to be a fool and is much better to be a fool and be smart than to have to use intelligence and making nonsense.
"The wise do not say what they know, fools do not know what to say!"  

                         Nasrudin and the Clotheslin
A neighbor knocked on the door and asked Nasrudin:
- Nasrudin, can I borrow the clothesline to dry clothes from there that the house is broke?
- One moment. I'll ask my wife.
Moments later Nasrudin turned and said to the neighbor:
- Sorry neighbor, but I can not lend the clothesline because my wife is drying flour on it.
The neighbor, surprised, exclaimed:
- But Nasrudin, flour drying on the clothesline?!
And Nasrudin replied:
- It's ... when not wanting to lend the clothes line until dry flour if it ...
 
My eye hurts!
 
A farmer walked up to Nasrudin and complaining that his eye hurt, and asked him for advice.
So Hodja said to him:
- The other day my molars hurt, and I do not calmed until they tore.
 
                             The best advice

Nasrudin started building a house. His friends, who each have their own home, and they were carpenters, masons, the surrounding councils. Mulla was beaming. One after another, and sometimes all together, they told him what to do. Nasrudin meekly followed the instructions that each one gave him. When construction ended, she does not look anything like a home.
-How curious! - Nasrudin said - and yet I did exactly what each of you had told me to do!
 
The boat and the educated man
 
On one occasion, Nasrudin was on a boat with a literate man, when Mulla said something that contravened the rules of grammar:
- You never studied grammar? - Asked the scholar.
- No, never - said Nasrudin.
- In this case, half of his life was lost - the other replied.
Nasrudin was silent for a while, when he finally spoke:
- You never learned to swim? - Mulla said the man of letters.
- No, never - he replied.
- So in this case, his life was lost. We are sinking.
  
 
Sick, Thank Allah
Nasrudin was sitting in the waiting room of the doctor's office, he repeated  aloud: "I hope I'm very sick," which intrigued the other patients. When the        doctor came, Nasrudin repeated almost shouting:
"I hope I'm very sick."
"Why do you say that?" Asked the doctor
 "I would hate to think of someone who feels as badly as I have nothing."







'A'oozu Billahi Minash-shaitanir Rajeem bismillaharrahmanarrahim

'A'oozu Billahi Minash-shaitanir Rajeem bismillaharrahmanarrahim

Ayat-ul-Kursî.]—
Allah! There is no deity except He, the Ever Living, the One Who sustains and protects all that exists. Neither slumber, nor sleep overtake Him. To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on earth.
Who is he that can intercede with Him except with His Permission?
He knows what happens to them (His creatures) in this world, and what will happen to them in the Hereafter .
And they will never compass anything of His Knowledge except that which He wills. His throne extends over the heavens and the earth, and He feels no fatigue in guarding and preserving them. And He is the Most High, the Most Great.


Allahu laa ilaha illa huwa, Al -Haiy ul-Qaiyum La ta'khudhuhu sinatu wa la nawm lahu ma fis -samawati wa ma fil-'ard Man dhal-ladhi yashfa'u 'indahu illa bi-idhnihi Ya'lamu ma bayna aydihim wa ma khalfahum wa la yuhituna bi shai'im min 'ilmihi illa bima sha'a Wasi'a kursiyuhus-samawati wal ard wa la ya'uduhu hifdhuhuma wa Hu wal 'Aliyul-Adheem

In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.


Quran 113:0
In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.
Say, “I seek refuge in (Allah) the Lord of the Daybreak.”
“From the evil (deeds) of that (creation) which He (Allah) created.”
“And from the evil (deeds of other people) when night time comes (and I am asleep unable to protect myself).”
“And from the evil (deeds) of those (people) who blow on knots (and call on Satin .Shaitan) to help them to cause harm)."
“And from the evil (deeds) of the jealous person when they become envious (and they try to cause harm).”


Quran 114:0
In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.
Say, “I seek refuge in (Allah) the Lord of (all) humans.”
“The king of (all) humans.”
“The Allah of (all) humans.”
“From the evil of the retreating whisperer (Satin.Shaitan) who whispers evil suggestions ,( but disappears when people remember Allah).”
‘Who whispers (evil suggestions) into the hearts of humans.”
“(Promoting evil) from among (both) the jinn and humans.”

Oh our Sir, do not condemn us, we are forgotten or we make a mistake! Oh our Sir, do not impose on us load, like which you imposed on our ancestors! Oh our Sir, do not overload us with what we cannot support! Tolerate us! Forgive us! Have compassion of us! You are our Protector! Grant to us the victory on the incredulous ones!


"Laa ilaaha ill-Allaah wahdahu laa shareeka lah, lahu'l-mulk wa lahu'l-hamd wa huwa 'ala kulli shay'in qadeer (There is no god except Allaah Alone with no partner or associate; His is the Sovereignty and His is the praise, and He is Able to do all things)"
Amin amin amin



O JARDIM - THE GARDEN



O JARDIM

Ao nascer, recebemos um jardim para cuidar, já com muitas sementes, que noscabe apenas regar, cuidando com carinho de cada canteiro.No canteiro do Amor, nascem os mais belos sentimentos, como a solidariedade,o afeto, a ternura e uma linda flor vermelha, chamada de solidariedade.No canteiro da esperança, nascem os sonhos, a perseverança, os desejos daalma, que bem regados, rendem muitos frutos, chamados de "realizações".No canteiro da alegria, flores lindas que sorriem para a vida, sãoconhecidas como "motivação", "boa vontade" e "persistência", sendofundamentais para a continuidade do nosso jardim.Mais ao fundo, um canteiro impressiona pela altura das flores, é o canteiroda fé, regado com orações e atitudes regeneradoras, sobem até o céu, emuitas das flores tocam os pés dos anjos, que tudo ouvem nas nossasplantações.Muitos cuidam do canteiro com trabalho incessante, vigiando os pensamentos,regando constantemente o amor, a alegria e a esperança, sempre com desejosincero de mudar para melhor.Assim, as flores crescem sempre fortes, lindas e mesmo diante dastempestades, próprias da vida, resistem ao tempo e as dificuldades,tornando-se cada vez mais belas.Outros, se perdem em lamentações, gastando o precioso tempo em divagações.Pensam nas plantas que poderiam ter e não tem, naquelas que já tiveram eperderam, nas belas plantas do vizinho, e vão se descuidando do jardim,deixando as ervas daninhas tomarem conta dos canteiros.Assim, plantas destruidoras como o ódio, a inveja, a calúnia, a preguiça, as paixões,
o desrespeito, entre outras pragas, vão tomando o lugar das flores, e vamos nos
tornando pessoas amargas, insensíveis, amarguradas, tristes e doentes.O jardim da vida são os seus pensamentos, o regador seus sentimentos e asemente, a fé.O jardineiro é você, a terra, a própria vida, a água é Allah (swt), fonte de toda avida, que está dentro de você, e em todos os lugares em forma de energia.Seja você, o próprio jardim de Deus, cuide dos seus canteiros, regue todosos dias com amor, esperança e fé.Eu acredito em você.
Cid Pimentel
F.M.J.

adaptado por Suleyman


The GARDEN
While being born, we receive the garden you it take care, already with much seeds, which noscabe it hardly will water, taking care affectionately of each flowerbed. In the flowerbed of the Love, the most beautiful feelings plows born, like the solidarity, the affection, the gentleness and the lovely red flower called of solidarity. In the flowerbed of the hope, there joy plows born the dreams, the perseverance, the wishes daalma, what watered well, bring many results called of " realizations in.No flowerbed of the, lovely flowers that smile will be the life, sãoconhecidas like "motivation", " good will " and "persistence", sendofundamentais will be the continuity of our garden. Live you it the bottom, the flowerbed impresses will be the height of the flowers, he is the canteiroda faith, watered with prayers and regenerative attitudes, they rise up you it the sky, emuitas of the flowers they touch the feet of the angels, who completely hear in the nossasplantações. Many people take care of the flowerbed with incessant work, watching the thoughts, always watering constantly the love, the joy and the hope, with desejosincero of changing will be better. Only, the flowers always grow strongly, lovely and even before dastempestades, own of the life, stand the test of team and the difficulties, becoming live and live beautiful.
Others, they plows lost in lamentations, spending the precious team in wanderings. They think about the plants that they might have and it is not, in that what they had already eperderam, in the beautiful plants of the neighbor, and they go if neglecting the garden, letting the weeds take care of the flowerbeds. Only, destructive plants like the hatred, the envy, the slander, the laziness, the passions, the disrespect, between other nuisances, plow taking the place of the flowers, and we go in making bitter, insensible, embittered, sad and ill persons. The garden of the life they plows his thoughts, watering can his feelings and asemente, the faith. The gardener is you, the land, the life itself, the water is Allah (swt), fountain of every live, which is inside you, and at all the places in the form of energy. Be you, the God's garden itself, take care of his flowerbeds, water todosos days with love, hope and faith.
I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!

by: Dr . Cid Pimentel F.M.J. adapted by Suleyman