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"Umar (RA) and the Old Woman’s Honesty"
Umar (RA) and the integrity of the old lady Caliph, Umar Ibn al-Khattab (Ra), was the second caliph of Islam after Abubakr (RA). He was known for his justice, humility, and for Allah's fear. During his reign, the Islamic state expanded strongly, but what he most noticed was the fairness and compassion that he had shown people under his rule.
By Horror and Fantastic TVabout a year ago in Poets
The reward of truth
In a quiet village on the outskirts of Madina was lived in a boy named Amir. He was about ten years old and was filled with a deep sense of energy, curiosity and, above all, faith. Amir's father was a modest date farmer while his mother managed the house with love and dedication. Although they were not very prosperous, their families were rich in faith and value. Amir woke up every day before sunrise, did udu (washing) and took his father to the mosque for Fajr's prayer. He then stayed under the leadership of the village of Imam, a wise and friendly older man loved by everyone. The morning after the class, Imam gathered the children together and said, "My beloved children, they don't always remember: Muslims never lie. Truth is a sign of Iman (belief), and Allah loves those who say the truth. Amir can be heard with wide eyes. These words sunk deep inside his heart. That night, he said to his mother: His mother smiled and gently turned his hands upside down. "May Allah, my son, lead her. It really takes courage to keep such a promise." A few days later, Amir and his father prepared to travel to the village market to sell the data, milk and handmade items he made. Before they went, Amir's mother handed him a small bag of gold coins. "These are your savings, Amir," she said. "Keep it safe with them." Amir carefully puts the bag into his robe. The road was long and passed through small forests. As they reached a narrow bend, a group of armed bandits suddenly appeared. "Stop it right away!" One of them was called. Amir and his father frozen their fear. The robber grabbed the item and checked the bag. "Do you still have anything?" The leader requested. Amir's father shook his head. But Amir played and said, "Yes, I have a bag of gold coins in my robe. My mother gave me to keep it." The robber stared at him incredibly. The leader squinted his eyes. "Why do you say it to us? Don't you fear we will take it? " "I'm even scarier for you for you," Amir said calmly. "And I promised that I would never lie." There was a long silence. The bandits looked at each other in confusion. After that, something unexpected happened. The leader's face softly, tears filling his eyes. "This boy has more courage and believes than ever," he whispered. "I have taken and lied for years without shame, but here is a child who appreciates the truth about fear." Turning to his men, he said: We will end this life of sin." At a moment of strong transformation, the bandits returned everything they stole and apologised. The guide kneeled before Amir's father and said, "Forgive us. The integrity of your son caused something that he thought had been dead for a long time." Later in the day, the bandit guide went to the mosque. He met the Imam, confessed his sins and ruled them in good faith. From that day on, he began to pray and work honestly. Over time, he became a respected member of the community. Amir's history spans the entire village. People learned about the brave little boy who stood for the truth. But Amir remained as modest as usual. He never asked for praise or attention. Instead, he used his story to encourage others, especially the children, and always conveyed the truth and trust to Allah. Imam often said: "Truthness is not just words; it is a light that comes from the heart, and a sign that protects it with the help of Allah." Morality: Truthness is a powerful quality that can change the mind and life. When they say the truth for Allah, he protects them, respects them, and sometimes even the world around them. Do you want to format this story as a PDF or convert it to a classroom or home brochure?
By MD. JAHID HASANabout a year ago in Poets
“The Light of Repentance”
In a small village, there lived a younger guy named Saleh. His call meant "righteous," however his existence became something however. He became called the villages largest troublemaker—hooked on gambling, drinking, and stealing. The villagers feared him and stored their distance. His mom, Amina, became a pious woman. Every morning after Fajr prayer, she could enhance her arms and beg Allah for her sons guidance. She knew that as long as her son became lost, her responsibility as a mom became no longer over. Yet, Saleh confirmed no symptoms and symptoms of changing. One night, Saleh became returning domestic inebriated and disoriented. As he stumbled through a dark alley, he heard a baby crying. Curious and irritated, he walked closer and noticed a little boy sitting by me at the roadside. “What are you doing here?” He requested gruffly. The boy replied, “My mother and father died in an accident. I don't have anyone. Nobody will take me in.” Saleh felt a twinge in his heart—something he had in no way skilled before. The boys harmless eyes regarded to pierce through the layers of darkness wrapped around his soul. He took the boy home, gave him food, and laid out a vintage blanket for him to sleep on. His mom Amina became greatly surprised the following morning whilst she noticed her son displaying kindness for the first time. Silently, she thanked Allah. Days changed into weeks. The boy, Yahya, referred to as Saleh “brother.” One day, Yahya requested, “Brother, why don`t you pray?” Saleh laughed, “A sinner like me? What desirable will prayer do for me? I`ve achieved too many terrible things.” Yahya checked out him and said, “My mom used to say, Allah forgives all sins if a person without a doubt repents.” That easy sentence struck Saleh like lightning. It felt as though an angel was talking through the baby. That night, for the first time in years, he made wudu and stood in prayer. His knees shook, and tears flowed as he fell into sleep. "Ah, Allah," he whispered, "I am a sinner. But I regret it today. Please forgive me." His tears washed like rain in the dry soil above his heart. From that night, the saree began to change. He gave up drinking and gambling. He went to the mosque, spent time learning the Quran from the Imam and helping the poor. He returned the stolen items to the legal owner. The villagers were shocked. Some people initially disbelieved it, but over time, I saw integrity in its transformation. He cared for Little Yahiya like his son. One day an elderly man from the village said: "Saleh, we were spitting them, but now we pray for them." Saleh smiled and replied: "This is all the mercy of Allah. He opened my heart through the voice of a child." A year later, Saleh became Muezzin of the village mosque. His adan echoed through the air every day - full of regret, hope, and love for Allah. Yahiya now grew up studying at Madrasas and caring for Sale. One night, Sasa sat with her mother and said, "I'm not going to stop you." "Mother, the prayers you made for me - Allah answered them. If it were for them, I might not have found my way. Tears came into view in Amina's eyes.The mother will not stop praying. And Allah will not close the door to the lead. Lessons of History: No matter how confused someone is, Allah can reach her if she is deeply regretful. In fact, Allah forgives all sins. "Say: My servant who has surpassed himself by sin, do not despair at Allah's mercy. In fact, Allah confers all sins. In fact, it is Ghanari. " -Surah Az-Zumar (39:53)
By MD. JAHID HASANabout a year ago in Poets
