Famous Nepalese actress and singer Pooja Lama Accepted Islam

Famous Nepalese actress and singer Pooja Lama argues took in the embrace of Islam,

Pooja Lama said in a statement: Islam is the world’s sole religion of humanity based solution offers all the problems of Islam beauty show me the right way, otherwise I keep wandering in the darkness,

I want to tell the world that Islam is a religion of peace only, please read this evaluation would be automatically look.

Interview: Abdus Saboor Nadvi

five months ago Nepal’s famous actress, model 28-year-old Pooja Lama perception of Islam and to the community was surprised. She brought up in Buddhist family, She announced her Converting after a short visit to Dubai and return from Qatar to Kathmandu , was present to discuss these important Statements:

Q: What feature of Islam in persuading you to accept Islam?

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Ex-Baptist, Aminah Assilmi Journey to Islam

“I am so very glad that I am a Muslim. Islam is my life. Islam is the beat of my heart. Islam is the blood that courses through my veins. Islam is my strength. Islam is my life so wonderful and beautiful. Without Islam I am nothing, and should Allah ever turn His magnificent face from me, I could not survive.”

A Girl On A Mission

It all started with a computer glitch.

She was a Southern Baptist girl, a radical feminist, and a broadcast journalist. She was a girl with an unusual caliber, who excelled in school, received scholarships, ran her own business, and were competing with professionals and getting awards – all these while she was going to college. Then one day a computer error happened that made her take up a mission as a devout Christian. Eventually, however, it resulted into something opposite and changed her life completely around.

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Michelle Hutchins: Why I Embraced islam

“Allah has blessed me in so many ways. He has given me a wonderful family who is very accepting of me, he has given me a wonderful husband whom I can come to with all my needs, a husband who lives Islam and teaches me more and more about Islam everyday. Allah has given me opportunities to share Islam with others and I am forever grateful to Him for His many blessings.”



I was born to wonderful parents who were not always so wonderful. But as a child your parents are all you have, and no matter what they do you think they are wonderful. My parents especially my father drank, did drugs, and occasionally my dad would hit mother. My parents divorced when I was six and my brother was not even a year old, later remarrying again.

At the age of six I was pretty much the caretaker of my brother while my mom worked. We would visit my dad and step-mom on the weekends and that is when I began going to church with them. Junior year of high school was when I decided to except Jesus into my heart and live my life as a dedicated Christian, although I had my struggles to live right. It seems that for everything I did I was going to go to Hell, and therefore I struggled to be perfect so I would not end up in Hell.

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Abdul Rahim Green (Ex-Christian Priest)’s Journey to Islam

Never Give Up Hope:
After Rejecting Islam for 23 Years Dad Died Muslim

Abdur Raheem Green describes his father’s last days in hospital before he passed away.

Mr. Green was the ex-Director of Cairo Barclays Bank, and his son Abdur Raheem found Islam over 20 years ago, and is today a well-known figure among Muslim scholars and preachers in the UK.

He thought that his father would never become Muslim, but Mr. Green eventually converted to Islam only ten days before he died.

The Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) said: “May his face be rubbed in the dust (may he be humiliated) the one who one of his parents reaches old age and he doesn’t enter paradise by serving them.”

In an incident, a man came to the Prophet enthusiastic to join the fight, the battle that was about to ensue, the man said to the Prophet: “I left my mother crying.” And the Prophet said to him: “Go back and don’t leave her, until you leave her laughing.”

Abdul Raheem Green then says “That is why I decided to spend some time here with my mother after the death of my father.

The death of my father is something I would like to share with you,..

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We Invite You To ISLAM

Assalamu ‘alaikum .

Welcome to our blog,

This website is dedicated especially to our not-yet-Muslim friends, so that they can learn from their friends’ experience of converting to ISLAM. The compilation of articles and videos in this website is based on their true stories published in various sources of books, magazines, websites etc. I hope this tiny effort can be an opening door for those who are interested in knowing about ISLAM, to unfold further and seek the truth of ISLAM.

I invite you to embrace ISLAM and may ALLAH guide us to the truth, ameen.

“…The only religion in the sight of God is Islam…” ( Holy Quran 3:19)

“…Verily, the Right Path has become distinct from the wrong path.” (Al-Qur’an 2:256)

“If Allah wants to favor someone, He grants him comprehension (understanding) of this religion.”

[Sahih Bukhari vol.1 # 71, Tirmidhi and Musnad Ahmad]

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How To Convert/Revert To ISLAM?

All praise be to Allah, the Lord of the universe. May peace and blessings of Allah be upon Mohammad, His last messenger.

“Some people have a wrong notion that entering into the Islamic fold requires an announcement from the concerned person in the presence of high ranking scholars or shaikhs or reporting this act to courts of justice or other authorities. It is also thought that the act of accepting Islam, should, as a condition, have a certificate issued by the authorities, as evidence to that effect.

We wish to clarify that the whole matter is very easy and that none of these conditions or obligations are required. For Allah, Almighty, is above all comprehension and knows well the secrets of all hearts. Nevertheless, those who are going to adopt Islam as their religion are advised to register themselves as Muslims with the concerned governmental agency, as this procedure may facilitate for them many matters including the possibility of performing Hadj (Pilgrimage) and Umrah.” [1]

To become Muslim, you have to pronounce the Testimony of Faith ‘Shahada’, with sincere faith.

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Ex-Catholic from Michigan, Sister Noora’s Revert Story

My name is Noora Alsamman.

I became a muslimah when I was 15 years old. (Ten years ago) My mom who is Syrian (family from Haleb) born in Detroit and my dad is an american with parents from polish/slovak background.

I was also born in Detroit, Michigan. My grandma is maronite and mom catholic and dad catholic. When I was fifteen I wanted to be a nun. I was in my World History Class in highschool and we were studying all the major religions.

When we got to Islam I was very much interested and there was an egyptian brother in my class who was correcting the teacher when he made mistakes and I thought wow he (the egyptian brother) must have strong faith to be able correcting the teacher like that.

So one day I asked him what is the difference between catholicism and islam. He said not that much. Well I was not satisfied with his answer so I asked his mom if I could have a copy of the Qur’an in english. She gave me one and when I started to read it I couldn’t put it down. I just keep reading it and I knew it was from GOD. You just know there is NO way a man could write this. And me being a person who apprieciates poetry, so I loved it very much. I found it to be amazing. So
I became muslimah in my heart. And then all the hardships started.

I started praying and fasting, etc. My parents especially my mom started giving me a VERY hard time. Me being so young I imagined they would love Islam the same way I did, but for them it was completely different. They would take my hijab and sajadi (prayer rug) and my Qur’an and materials about Islam. My dad would search my room everyday. And I would hide my hijab in the closet. My mom started trying to forbid me from being friends with muslims and she would call my friend’s parents and tell them stop telling my daughter about islam, because “you are confusing her” she said.

My parents made me go to church and I would just sit there thinking these people are SO lost and this priest how he lies to the people and reads from the bible only what he wants them to hear. And then manipulates the meaning. And one day my mom set up a conference with me and one of the priests. I would say I love Islam and why would you think something so beautiful is so bad? And he would tell me this and that and say some quotes from the bible. He even told me (I had a dream I was going to a muslim country and to the desert wearing hijab) he said this was from satan. Asturghfullah. This man
looked like he had satan in him when he said this! I will never forget the look on his face. I asked Allah subhana wa t’ala to guide me.

My mom would cook pork for me on purpose and say it was beef, but I checked the wrapper and it said pork. And my dad, who’s parents are polish/slovak ancestors would tell me in this house you are either catholic or you leave. I even had to hide my Qur’an in the air conditioning vent so they wouldn’t get it because they would throw it in the garbage. And they took the lock off my door so praying was VERY hard. They would make fun of me praying. I learned the prayers in arabi my self with a small prayer book.

I can’t even explain to you how much it would hurt me that my parents were this way towards me and islam. So I started giving my sister 11 years younger than me dawah (explained to her about Islam). My parents told me if I don’t stop it, I had to leave. So I did but I told my sister many things and now she questions why catholics can’t just pray to God and why confession and many other things. Subhana Allah. So I said a prayer that when I was older I would practice islam totally. And I stopped praying for a while asturghfullah. I had no one to support me or give me guidance except my friend’s parents who said listen to your parents.

My muslim friends didn’t understand what I was going through and they weren’t mature enough or knowledgable enough to teach me and answer the many questions I had. One day(20yrs old) while I was in college/university I called up the lady who had given me the Qur’an because I heard there was a masjid just built nearby. Because before then the closest masjid was 45min-1hr. away. She said they were having a dinner. So I went and when I heard the adhan (call for prayer) I just was so happy and cried. So I learned that you should make the shahada publicly so I did during Ramadhan and I made a commitment to be steadfast and not care what my parents or anyone else said or did. I felt I could relate at this point to Yunus a.s.
who was in the belly of the whale. I was/am determined. So I stopped bad habits and left bad company. And surrounded myself with muslims.

I started wearing hijab and my parents would say you are not going outside like that. But either I did anyway or wouldn’t go. And sometimes I would put on my hijab in my car so they wouldn’t see me because my mom would always say that islam ask to obey your parents, so you must listen to us. And she said you will not wear that thing on your head and you would wear shorts and be stylish. One time my mom didn’t want my sister’s friends to see me wearing hijab so her and my sister grabbed it off my head. And in defence I hit my mom. Asturghfullah. She told me I was selfish for wearing hijab and embaressing my sister and the whole family. She doesn’t like to be seen with me in public in the city she lives. And I really got a hard
time from my grandma (sito). I would be praying sometimes and she would yell at me and said Don’t you hear me when I am talking to you. And tell me I look like an old woman wearing abaya and hijab. And Subhana Allah she even said one time she couldn’t believe Isa a.s. was born miraculously. THey would hear me praying the Qur’an and literally make fun and laugh and curse at the words Asturghfullah AlAdheem.

My grandpa stopped talking to me, my mom told me to go to hell and so did my grandma. My mom even tried to take me to a psyciatrist when I was younger who happened to be yahood (a jew). She explained to him I had become a muslimah and he tried to give me psychotic medicine. I threw it in the garbage. SHU HAD? HUWA MAJNOON. Anyway, I found it VERY hard to
study in school with all this craziness going on. I wanted to study Islam and become like a sheikha. So I started looking to get married. And Alhomdulilah I found a good muslim from Damascus Syria. SO I got married and moved from Atlanta to Houston and made neeyah for hijra as well. And like a year later I had a boy named Yousef which I battled for my family to not call him Joseph. Miskeen. Alhomdulilah ana mabsuta kateer and I hope INSHA ALLAH T’ALA to make hijra to Medinatoon Nabi. ALLAH KAREEM.

Recently Masha Allah I met a sister who is jordanian and she became muslimah. She went through a hard time like me. And I just hear amazing stories about people embracing islam like this jewish guy from NY who moved to jerusalem (Quds) and he became muslim and his moroccan jewish wife became muslimah and kids and he moved to the muslim parts and learned arabi. MASHA ALLAH WAL HOMDULILEH. I just thank Allah swt for giving me hidayah to Islam.

Did you ever question the fact that if Jesus (may the peace and blessings of Almighty God be upon him) was god why would he pray to himself? Ever wonder why the Qur’an is the ONLY book in the world to be memorized by millions of people in arabic (some don’t even speak it). The Qur’an challenges every single human being to find one contridiction in it or flaw in it and it challenges mankind produce another book just like it. Are you up for that challenge??

Ex-Roman Catholic; Why do I Accepted Islam?

Starting from Scratch

 بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ

It has been 10 years since I became a Muslim.  And on the 19th of January, my birthday, I decided to leave the religion.  I had had enough of this so-called Ummah.  I was so angry at the Muslims; I thought Allah (s.w.t.) and his Prophet (s.a.w.) had abandoned me.    I was wrong.  So I had to start from scratch, rediscovering what it was that brought me to Islam.
I started at the beginning – I re-read Martin Ling’s Life of Mohammed.  And I read the Qur’an again, spending long hours into the night trying to search for an answer.  I did not get any.  Or so I thought.  I put up on my Facebook: The Well of Kawtharis bitter; it’s promise a pack of lies.’
The angels were busy; the prophets had other business so Allah (s.w.t.) Sent an old friend.  He was more than a friend.  He was a mentor, my first Muslim Teacher.  It was a touching post.  Quite unexpected.  I guess everybody has a different side.
I met up with him; we sat at the coffee shop having tea.  As usual, conversations with him involve a lot of thinking.  We discussed my situation.  I realized that God Answered me after all – but in His own time.  We talked about the political situation in the Middle East – we agreed that war was in everyone’s interest except the Palestinians.  We talked about the Converts’ Association – that place is undergoing a slow, painful period of decline.  And we talked about my journey to Islam.
After the failure of my marriage, the aborted engagement to another girl; all the issues I had with Muslim organizations, it was decided that there was something I had to do to go to that next level.  Almost 20 years ago, I left Singapore to go sailing.  I physically left my comfort zone.  10 years ago, I left Roman Catholicism to the great shock of those who knew me.
I became a Muslim.
I spiritually left my comfort zone.  Everything I have done was guided.  I know that on hindsight, Allah (s.w.t.) Has a Plan for me.  In the same vein that there is a Plan for everyone.  I am far from complete.

Ex- Christian Amand’s Revert Story

I converted to Islam 5 years ago and I have felt like a different person ever since. I grew up Christian.

My mother and my father are very religious but I never felt the same way I supposed. I knew that one day I would not be Christian anymore because it just never felt right in my heart. I was 18 when I met my husband I am now 27.

We have a beautiful daughter who is 3 years old, and another is on the way, insyaALLAH we are very blessed.

When I converted to ISLAM it was very hard for my family in a way that they were upset with my husband because they felt like he had changed me but it was the very opposite. He introduced me to this wonderful religion and ever since then I am always learning and I can’t wait to teach my daughter and the coming baby everything abou ISLAM.

My husband would have married me as a Christian that was’nt a concern.

I am just so thankful that ALLAH brought him into my life for he changed me forever.

Now, my father & my mother have changed their view about my husband 100%. They can see how happy we are and they love my husband like he is their own son and they finally accept my love for Islam.

Life just does’nt get better than this.

Thanks to ALLAH.

Muhammad Rihan’s Journey from Hinduism to Islam

Assalamu Alaykum brothers and sisters,
This is my first post on my very first blog! I was thinking of writing a blog for a very very long time but never got a topic to write on! And today, I just thought of starting a blog on Islam because I want the people to understand the truth of life and turn to Allah subhana-wa-tala. Insha-allah, I hope that I’ll be able to spread the message of Islam to all my brothers and sisters!
A brief introduction about me,
I am a revert, have reverted from Hinduism to Islam.
I am saying myself a revert because I believe that Allah subhana-wa-tala is the ONLY creater and everything on this earth is his creation. Therefore, even though I was following a different religion once, I was still a Muslim by birth and now, after understanding the religion Islam, after getting convinced that there is no god but Allah, I can say that I am a muslim by choice as well.

Rwanda Rwins; How do I choose Islam?

My Life before Islam;
We come from a strong catholic family. We were born a pair of twins who are identical and other 7 siblings.

At the age of eight we received the sacrament of Holy Communion and confirmation as true Catholics.

I will continue to say we because the story involve my twin sister and I. At that age we went to many worship places and religious gatherings. Our mother always insisted that we should avoid the hell fire and Satan’s temptations. It was precisely for that reason she took us one day to watch a play named heavens gates and hells flames. Days after that I dreamt of unusually huge creatures which looked like grass hoppers.
They were eating and tormenting sinners but instead of the grass hoppers tormenting me, they tickled and whispered beautiful things to me. They told me that I was going to heaven because I was a well behaved child. They told me to look at the sky and that if I see my name written on it I would go to heaven. At that age I thought heaven was just near in the sky.

I saw the name and to my surprise it wasn’t the name I was using. I asked the creatures why it was a name different from the one I was using written on the sky yet I recognized it as my name. They said it was the heavenly name that I would acquire just before I went to heaven. This story fits somewhere later.
Coming from a strong catholic family, we went to church every Sunday, my twin sister sung in church choir and we both planed to become nuns. However, with good grades at the end of our primary school my twin was sent to a convent and I was also sent to a school run by nuns. We had never been separated before but we coped with the change. At that time, there was a liberation war in our country (Rwanda) which turned into the 1994 genocide against the Tutsis. Our family along with other families that had been refugees in countries neighboring Rwanda and elsewhere in the world since 1959, 1963 and in the early 1970s moved back to its origin Rwanda and from Uganda my twin moved back with them.
At the age of 15, I was studding in a girls boarding school and had to remain in Uganda to attend that school. I was put under the care of my maternal Uncle, who happened to be a catholic priest and the school’s chaplain. Due to harassment (both sexual and bodily) from my uncle the school chaplain, (no offence intended), I began to understand that after all the priests were not as holy as they were assumed. Then I asked myself why these men were given permission to redeem Catholics of their sins, yet they were far worse than the congregation they lead. That was the turning point of my faith. I decided to escape from his care and return to my home country. I made it clear to my parents that I had no intention of returning to the school or under the priest’s care.

So the Catholic Church was out of the list of religions I would join to go to heaven. When I returned to my country and told my mother what had happened with my uncle, I considered her to be my best friend and to say the truth I told her all my secrets. She never took me serious to defend her brother thus taking his side since as an African wanted to cover up a relative’s bad behavior she denied the priest’s bad behavior even if she wasn’t an eye witness. My mother never knew that the incident with my uncle affected me and left me disillusioned with the Catholic Church
At the age of sixteen and for one year I joined the seventh day Adventists where I had several unanswered questions like the Sabbath, which is the standing point of all seventh day Adventists. One day, I went to the Pentecostal church as a visitor and that day’s topic was the Sabbath. I was able to learn that even Jesus the lord, worked on Sabbath and added that he was the lord of the Sabbath.

On that day I decided to receive Jesus Christ as my personal savior and became a born again because the preacher made it clear that accepting Jesus would give me peace and answer all my questions, and it seemed that being the lord of the Sabbath, my only way out was to accept him as my personal lord and savior. I served in the Pentecostal church for three years and there I thought I was becoming steady. I joined the band and was becoming a great gospel singer.
In the Pentecostal Church I learnt about the Holy Spirit. To my surprise I read 1Corinthians 14:26-40 which gives the real order in the house of God. In the verse mentioned above a person should only speak in tongues if he has a translator and speak in his heart to himself and his God if there’s no translator, which is not the case with the born again every one speaks in tongues and loudly causing ciaos, which is not acceptable in the above mentioned verse. In the same verse women are not expected to speak in holy places.

This verse strongly points out that if a woman even has a question, she should keep it until she returns home and ask her husband. This made me stop believing in anything at the church. I then stopped going to any church because, this verse steered the confusion in me.
A deem light of Islam manifests
Long before this my twin sister, had a classmate who happened to be a Muslim. She joined Islam not seriously but she only wanted to know the reason why they bow down in prayer. The bowing she referred to here was not the respectful one, but the abusive one. In Africa if an old woman wanted to curse you she could stand in front of you and bow facing where you are facing thus showing you her behind that was the concept she had about bowing, and she joined in order to find out why Muslims did that and she planned to become Rasta after leaving Islam. After researching, she decided to remain a Muslim.

We were twenty years old then. She had mentioned to me that she was a Muslim and wanted me to join Islam too. I told her never to tell me that, or else I would tell mum, who always allowed us to join any sect excluding Islam, because just like other human beings some Muslims don’t act up to Islamic values. To this, with a valid example, some practice witchcraft including a well known neighbor of ours in Kampala who practically was a traditional healer, a wizard, head of clan and a Muslim.

This is the excuse I gave to my sister, when she asked me to join her in Islam. I went on to do research in the bible and discovered very many contradictions to mention but a few; the circumcision, the role of women in church, the most appropriate way of a woman to behave in religious gatherings, the position of Jesus in the bible where some verses say he is the son of God, the son of man, and so on. All this left me in the state of confusion that I cannot explain.
Every evening was the same, every morning was the same because I had only one prayer and that was ‘’God almighty please guide me’’. Things remained the same for a year, and I changed my lifestyle. During that time I went to no church I didn’t believe in anything I started clubbing for fun, I never prayed in the name of Jesus I always prayed directly to God not through any saint. One day a young boy from Tanzania visited Rwanda, he was 12years of age back then he read the holy Qur’an and explained its meaning he read the bible and sighted deferent verses in the bible. He had God given wisdom of both books (please type in Google sheikh Sharif TZ and you will find his biography). His birth story fascinated me his knowledge did too. After listening to a friend of mine narrating the small boy’s story who is now a young man, I was shaking all over.
I took my time to think. Is it really true someone could be gifted that way? Shaytwan did his job whispering that is was the work of jinn sent by Muslims since I mentioned above a Muslim neighbor who practiced witchcraft. I will not forget to remind you that Muslims are not allowed to practice any kind of witchcraft in fact Allah will forgive any sin, but the Almighty will not forgive anyone who was involved in any sort of polytheism, black magic, or witchcraft. Then Allah sent me a whisperer who asked my heart ‘’ what if the almighty God has answered your prayer and is showing you the right path and you turn away, will you ever forgive yourself, or say that the Almighty God never answered your prayers? This was indeed the turning point then I was sure that I had no other choice but to become a Muslim, my body was shaking with fear mixed with joy. This is a feeling I cannot explain to anyone only the ones that have been given a chance to experience it understand it. I always feel the same when I read stories of reverts.
I had decided that I had to become a Muslim at whatever cost. I approached a classmate who told me that I wouldn’t manage Islam but suggested that I should ask another classmate who despised me (I didn’t know she did until she confessed to me after joining Islam) she brushed me off, telling me that with my ruthlessness I would never be able to practice Islam. I insisted and she told me to think about it for 3days. That was a Tuesday and that meant that I would wait until Friday and these three days seemed like years. I went to my twin sister and told her of my intention to join Islam, she was happy but scared that I wouldn’t manage to become a good Muslim. Finally the day came Friday I was asked to have a bath and udhu then off to the school mosque we went. There I pronounce my shahada and there I was a Muslim young girl in the Ramadan of 1998. For two weeks I felt good but the hidjab was not part of my wardrobe, it was Ramadan I met some friends who told me that every creature curses me looking at my dressing cord and that I would go straight to hell if I died like that. It was precisely avoiding hell fire that I decided to join Islam so from then I decided to put on hidjab.

Some people leave islam shortly after reverting and this is the main purpose of our story. Two weeks after Ramadan I got seriously ill and I was asked to return home for treatment. Due to the five times a day prayer, there was sort of a scar on my forehead. My mother asked me what it was, I felt that since I was in the right path there was no need to lie to her and I told her that I had become a Muslim. She was both shocked and annoyed with me and told me to go and tell Muslims to take me to the hospital. I returned to school, not treated and I spent two other weeks in the sickbay. The school doctor asked permission for me to go home for treatment once again and asked my friends to accompany me home. I was very badly ill in that I spent 3days in hospital. During my stay in the hospital, my 12years old sister stayed with me for the fear that I might try to revert the older ones.
Three days after my release from the hospital, my mother asked me to renounce Islam, I refused and she got an electric radio wire and started beating me, forcing me to renounce Islam and I did not. As if beating was not enough, she got the wire and tied it around my neck chocking me claiming that she had the right to end my life since she brought me to life. Here a thought came to my mind and I had to lie to save my life since she seemed serious. I told her that I would renounce Islam just to get a tiny chance to get away from her. She accepted and told me to do it in writing I asked for a pen and paper, started writing and another thought came I told her to go to work and by the time she would come home she would find the letter ready. The chance is that she did not know what was on my mind, so she accepted. The moment they stepped out of the house I also left home and went back to school. That is when our parents found out that my twin sister had reverted to Islam a year and a half before me.
From then without going into details we were disowned, beaten and abused our names at home changed to Taliban.

After being driven away from home, we lived in a mosque where livelihood was at the mercy of Allah and indeed Allah Gives whom HE wills.

We went without food at times but the harder our friends and relatives became on us the stronger out faith became and indeed if we had faith as big as a millet seed we would be fed like birds which don’t own any grain field but at the end of the day they are fed, satisfied and they carry some food for their young ones.

Fortunately with Allah’s grace we were able to finish secondary school. After secondary school, life took another turn the mosque where we lived was going to be shifted to another place which was much smaller than the previous one. We thus had to look for another place to live in. My twin sister decided to get married to her revert boyfriend in order to get a roof over our heads. Even after the marriage, on which no other relative apart from the new family {Muslims} was present, life was harder because, Allah continued to test us. The husband of my twin sister lost his job and we were back to where we started with a lot of patience and prayer, Allah has changed all that.

They are still happily married and Allah blessed then with a baby girl in 2007
I’m saying all this to give courage to new Muslims.

Don’t mind about whatever one may say to you or do to you.

I later decided to go back to school; I managed to convince my parents to take me back to school by the grace of Allah.

These were other trying years which also ended at the end of my degree, where I decided to get married.

I’m happy married to a Muslim revert and Allah has blessed our marriage with two princesses.

To cut the long story short, my twin sister and I have made a big step in life in all aspects of life by the grace of Allah who has been out guide and guardian.

The big step we took was accepting that there is no God but Allah and that Muhammad peace and blessings of Allah be upon him is HIS last messenger la Illaha ila Allah Muhammad Rasuulu Llahi.

Sister Jennah’s Journey to Islam

I’m a revert to Islam and I believe I was always a Muslim, I only needed to find my path. I was born, after all, with ‘fitrah’ (innate nature) and so it was natural for me to eventually find Islam if I could see the light of truth, which I did.

Assalaamu Álaykum

My Islamic name is Jennah and I am a Muslim.

My spiritual journey thus far has been a challenge but also very rewarding. My whole life I felt a building towards something until finally discovering Islam. The more I found out about Islam the more I knew I had found my path.

I was introduced to Islam while playing an on-line game over the net. I met a young Muslim man, from England, while playing this game. He was the first Muslim I had ever met in my life. I was so impressed by how polite and helpful he was. I was curious so I asked questions about his faith. He was very resourceful and he encouraged me to learn more. He provided me with links and audio and video files. He was always very kind and positive about my study.

To start I read about all the various Muslim sects. I bought/borrowed one book after another as I could not seem to quench my thirst for knowledge of Islam. I also read all about the Prophet (PBUH). I read about the caliphs and the 14 infallibles. I spent time reading the history of Arabia, the tribes, the battles. I started an on-line Islamic study course. I absorbed as much as I could as often as I could.

My life began to change…I had an epiphany when I purchased my first English translated Qur’an. When I looked down at the Qur’an, time seemed to stand still; as I recalled a recurring dream I had my whole life. In the dream I’m reaching out for a large old book resting open on a table. When I reach the book I cannot read the pages and something seemed to always be pulling me back. The dream always left me frustrated. However, on this day when I looked down at the Qur’an I realized that the book I had dreamt about my whole life was the book I held in my hands and I knew this was a sign from the creator.

I became very focused. I knew I was on the verge of becoming a Muslim but the decision was difficult it was a complete changing of my life and for the non-Muslims in my life. After much contemplation and spiritual guidance I preformed my shahada at home.

Once I was a Muslim I knew that I was not only to submit to Allah(swt) but I must also give back to Islam in as many ways as possible. The more of Allah (swt) I found in my heart, the more life began to change for me and my involvement with Islam. New people were coming into my life and they were filled with hope for Islam as I was. I worked/work on Islamic web-sties doing web and graphic design and various art jobs . I am an artist so I have taken some study in Islamic artwork and I have begun to create series of artwork that Inshallah will help bring attention to Islam.

I study Islam as much as I can so that I can better articulate my views on the subject. I have even begun to try to learn to speak the Arabic language.

‘Baseerah’ is knowledge. So the caller is certain to face those who are scholars of misguidance, those who will attack him with doubts and futile arguments in order to rebut the truth.
Allah, the most high says:
and argue with them in a way that is better.
(soorah an-Nahl 16:125]

When researching I did not find a lot of sites that fit all of my needs as a revert. I wanted a place where I could find it all in one. This is when I began to think about creating ‘ ‘RevertMuslims.com’. I felt there was a need for an uplifting and encouraging and resourceful site for new reverts. A place to learn the truth about Isalm in a comfortable setting. A place where you can learn the fundamentals of Islam, to learn how to pray, to live as a Muslim should live on a daily basis.

InshaAllah I will continue to meet the needs of reverts to Islam.

I do my best to be a good Muslim, a good human being. I do my best to give back as Allah(swt) has given me so much in my life. My goal is to work for Islam as much as possible in an effort to bring unity and understanding.

Wa alaikum assalam wa rahmatu Allahi Wa Barakatoh

Sister Jennah

Turn to Allah swt before its too late!!

O’ you who believe, turn to ALLAH with sincere repentance.

Perhaps your Lord will remove from you your misdeeds and admit you into gardens beneath which rivers flow [on] the Day when ALLAH will not disgrace the Prophet and those who believed with him. Their light will proceed before them and on their right; they will say, “Our Lord, perfect for us our light and forgive us. Indeed, You are over all things competent.

[Translatio of the Noble Quran, Chapter #66, Verse #8]

A sweet convert(Christianity to Islam) story Accepted Islam at age 13

In The name of Allah,The Most Merciful,The Most gracious

As Salaamu Alikam Wa Rahmatullah Wa Barakatu,I embraced Islam at 13 years of age, with very little knowledge and the help of Internet friends.

At the age of 11 I began to question the Christian Faith as I studied more in my Catholic Primary school, I was a very curious child and asked many questions which lead me to get detentions, suspensions and nearly to be expelled because I asked the Nuns and Priests many questions which the could never answer and returned my questions with forms of punishment.

Having my questions on Christianity resulting in punishment lead me to believe that it was not the true religion, so I started to seek out different religions to find the one that is true.I studied a vast amount of religions, some of the religions were weird or worshipped the devil and in the end I came down to two religions; Islam and Judaism. As I studied Judaism further I realized you need to be born a Jew to be a Jew and there was no such thing as conversion. So this showed me that it was not the true religion and I went towards Islam.

I searched for Internet friends who were Muslim so I could learn more and how the people of Islam were like, which eventually lead to saying the Shahadah at 13 years old but without any witnesses.I had no idea how to pray but I prayed the parts I knew of Salaat, I tried to fast in Ramadan which was very hard since when my Mother told my father I had embraced Islam he was very angry and everyday for me became a living hell. I was beaten, thrown and put through windows in my father’s attempt to get me to renounce Islam he hated Muslims very dearly and could not stand that his daughter had become a Muslim.I hated living in my home because I was constantly abused and yelled at and when my mother went to work that abuse became worse, my siblings were scared and tried everything they could to stop my father from hurting me. Eventually I lied and said I had left Islam to Hinduism which my father was pleased with and so was his family but I still hid the fact I was still a Muslim, I still tried to pray but one day my father caught me praying and realised I had lied… He was so angry he wouldn’t talk to me for a month.

After a few years I decided to meet up with a Muslim friend I had made on the internet and when my father became aware of this he went out of control, he grabbed me and strangled me but Alhamdillah I escaped, as I ran towards the door but I didn’t make it out of the house he took me and put me through the fly wire door window and threw me into my bedroom. I had many bruises and had broken my toe which later on he told people I had harmed myself to make him look like a bad father.I was stuck in this house and even though child protection services had been called on numerous occasions they did nothing, in Eid ul-Fitr I ran into a Muslim sister who took my number and invited me for Eid celebrations which mother let me attend, I met many Muslims who are now my dearest friends. That day was the first day I had met true practicing Muslims and I learnt many things.A few days after meeting these sister’s my father came into my bedroom while I watched a Bollywood film and started abusing me about Islam and why I was a Muslim.I was confused I didn’t know what I had done wrong to make him angry this time, he went to hit me but for the first time every, I defended myself; I threw the TV remote at him but not at his face. He was so shocked and then eventually after his brief moment of silence he told me to Leave Islam and you can stay and live with us, choose Islam then get the F…. out of my house. I got up, packed my bags with my Hijab’s and Quran and school books and told him Alright I will leave and as I walked out of the house my siblings tried to stop me while they were crying, I didn’t want to leave them but I didn’t want to leave my religion. My mother kept telling me that things will change and she had been telling me so for the last three years since I had embraced Islam so I knew things wouldn’t change they’d just stay the same.I called the sister who I met in the shopping centre’s mother in law who picked me up and took me to another sister’s house where I lived with her for 3 months. I learned how to pray properly, how to eat the Sunnah way and many more things, I then moved into another sister’s house where I lived there for two weeks and her mother then invited me into her home and I payed rent for a room in her house.

I few weeks went by and the sister I was living with wanted to attend the Taleem of a Taabligh Jamaat group and I went along with her, as being a revert the sisters wanted to know my story and I told them.This is where I met my mother in law, the Jamaat was in her house and she heard my story and fell in love with me, after the Taabligh Jamaat left her house she told her son about me and he was interested but wanted me to observe niqab. My mother in law contacted the first sister I lived with and asked if I was interested which I was since I felt alone with no family. My husband and I emailed each other for two weeks to get to know each other and then we finally met with his mother present. I was so shy and nervous I laughed nearly the whole time we were together, we talked and then my mother in law asked if we liked each other and we said we did, so she decided we’d marry the next day after Magrib. My husband and I were both shocked as it was so quick but the sooner is the better and it’s a Sunnah.

The next day in early morning the sister in Islam who is now one of my best friends took me out to buy my wedding dress, it hadn’t hit me yet that I was getting married at Magrib time. Her son kept saying you’re not getting married your too young who’d marry you, you’re smelly.Her son became like a brother to me and he was sad that I was getting married and he wasn’t going to see me as often.As we were in the car driving to my mother in laws house I started to cry from happiness and from being nervous… I hadn’t told my parents of this marriage yet. And I knew it would come in a result of more hatred towards Islam and me.We did the Nikkah after Magrib and ate, my husband wanted to see me and all the sisters pushed me out of the room into the hallway to meet my husband but I hadn’t washed my hands yet from eating. My husband went to take my hand in salaams but I lifted my hand up and told him it’s dirty and he laughed. After I had clean hands we sat and talked and also sat in silence where I observed he hadn’t cut his toe nails for our wedding night.

After 1 year and 1 month I gave birth to my baby boy who we named Abdulmalik, he weighed 4.3kgs and barely fitted in the normal newborn clothes. He is my joy and since being kicked out of home and disowned my life became a thousand times better for Allah swt had given me a great reward for being patience in the 3 years of abuse for not renouncing Islam.My father is still angry but the rest of my family are a lot better, we talk as much as possible but I have not seen them for 1 year and 4 months. My father doesn’t want to acknowledge he has a son in law or a grandson. I hope Allah swt gives my family hidaya. Inshallah

Ameen to your duas Sister,,

all i want to say “When Guidance from Allah swt comes,Age is not matter to see and accept the truth”

Admin .!

A Message From A Christian Sister To All Muslimahs

A woman’s chastity should be guarded from unworthy eyes, since it should be your gift to the man who will marry you.

Your most valuable assets are your inner beauty, your innocence, and everything that makes you who you are.

But I notice that some Muslim women push the limit and try to be as Western as possible, even while wearing a veil (with some of their hair showing). Why imitate women who already regret, or will soon regret, their lost virtue? There is no compensation for that loss.You are flawless diamonds.

We Western women have been brainwashed into thinking that you Muslim women are oppressed. But truly, we are the ones who are oppressed; slaves to fashions that degrade us, obsessed with our weight, begging for love from men who do not want to grow up.

Deep down inside, we know that we have been cheated. We secretly admire and envy you, although some of us will not admit it. Please do not look down on us or think that we like things the way they are. It’s not our fault. Most of us did not have fathers to protect us when we were young because our families have been destroyed. You know who is behind this plot.

Don’t be fooled, my sisters. Don’t let them get you too. Stay innocent and pure. We Christian women need to see what life is really supposed to be like for women. We need you to set the example for us, because we are lost.

Hold onto your purity. Remember: you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube. So guard your “toothpaste” carefully! I hope you receive this advice in the spirit in which it is intended: the spirit of friendship, respect, and admiration.

Quote of the Day

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لا تركنن لمخلوق على طمع *** فإن ذلك نقص منك في الدين
Do not rely upon the creation to grant you your wishes
Indeed that’s only a shortcoming on part of your religion

لن يقدر العبد أن يعطيك خردلة *** إلا بإذن الذي سواك من طين
A slave has no power to grant you, not even an atom’s weight
Except with the Permission of He who made you from clay

فلا تصاحب قوياً تستعز به *** و كن عفيفاً و عظِّم حرمة الدين
So do not walk with the mighty in order to boast with them
Rather be modest and virtuous and exalt the sanctity of this Deen

واسترزق الله مما في خزائنه *** فإن رزقك بين الكاف والنون
Seek provision from Allah; from the treasures that are with Him
For indeed your provision only lies between Kaf and Nun*

* i.e. between the letters Kaf and Nun – in Arabic this spells out كن (‘Be,’ or ‘to become’) which is a reference to the verse “Verily, His Command, when He intends a thing, is only that He says to it, “Be! (kun)” and it is.” [The Holy Quran Surrah Ya-Sin: 82].

– Taken from ‘Ta’tir al-Anfas min Hadith al-Ikhlas’ by Shaykh Sayyid Husayn al-’Affani

Ex- Catholic Lia Rojas’s Journey to Islam

Lia Rojas embraced Islam since six months ago. Previously, a woman from Dallas, Texas, embraced the Catholic since childhood. He bersyahadat after studying Islam for one year.

Rojas has a unique process in finding Islam. Initially, he is a Catholic religious teacher candidates intend to delve deeper into the teachings of their religion as a provision to give teachings to his disciples.

The plan, he will bring the materials ‘Why Catholic’. Before giving out material that, she was really prepared. Nearly eight months he was trying to equip themselves for teaching. Who would have thought, when he intends to delve deeper into the Catholic religion, he just ‘stumbled’ Islam.

Had he told a Muslim friend, the friend of the ‘push’ the light of Islam. “I have several Muslim friends but I do not know they were Muslims. I told them about my class and how I am learning about Islam, “said Rojas.

Rojas then given a copy of the Qur’an in English which he learned further. During the eight months’ time, he actually studied Islam more than deepen the Catholic religion.

A process to the light of Islam are found with the way he’d never think of. Since then, he no longer went to church. He even canceled classes teach Catholic, a task that was originally entrusted to him.

Almost like another convert, Rojas also studied the Koran over the internet. “Then I began to visit the mosque,” he said.

When found the guidance of Islam, Rojas now suggest it is Allah who has saved him from all blindness he had ever gone through. “Before we pray to Mary or Jesus to help us. I was 40 years old and I almost did not realize it (a mistake in prayer), “he said.

He now realizes Mary is the mother of Jesus Christ, but Mary was not the mother of God. “I just can not believe that I’ve been so blind,” she said.

many things that can not be disclosed Lia Rojas, converts from Dallas, Texas, when I first say the shahada. “It’s very special. That’s incredible, “she said.

Rojas admit it’s hard at first to receive the response of family and friends. But since an open mind he believes no longer possible to continue to survive with the Catholic religion that was followed. Initially there are many friends who suddenly menjuh, but it’s not a problem for Rojas.

When I first say the shahada, Rojas conditions very much different than now. Now she wears a headscarf. First, he still likes to wear shorts and tank top.

There is quite a strange occurrence when early convert to Islam. At that time, he intends to go shopping, she suddenly froze in the car. “When the going down of the car for shopping, I suddenly felt embarrassed to see my feet (still open),” he said.

He was so stunned that she could not get out of the car. Three times to try out, but she felt powerless. He began to wonder what was going on, all of a sudden he felt ashamed of what he was wearing on the body. “I went home and cried,” he said. That was the beginning Rojas began to get acquainted with the hijab.

He who has now become a Muslim just thank God for the guidance provided. “Thank God, if I die today I will die as a Muslim,” she said.

Twenty Two (22) Australians Converting to Islam .. Live

The Link:


22 new Australian brothers and sisters enter Islam after hearing the truth while at a lecture given by brother sheikh Khalid Yasin.

They came up to the stage and took their Shahada (testimony of faith) which goes like this. I testify that there is no deity worthy of worship except Allah, and Muhammad is his last prophet and messenger.

The minute a person says those 2 declarations (and of course means them) they are considered Muslims and they are on their way to a new and beautiful way of life, and gain about 1.5 BILLION new brothers and sister.

May Allah make their conversion easy on them in every way, and keep them strong in their new faith.


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“Surely we are Allah’s, and to Him we shall return.”
[The Holy Quran Sura Baqarah (2), Ayah 156].

“If Allah wants to favor someone, He grants him comprehension (understanding) of this religion.” [Sahih Bukhari vol.1 # 71, Tirmidhi and Musnad Ahmad]

“…The only religion in the sight of God is Islam..” (Translation of Holy Quran3:19)

Tahajjud – The night prayer

Narrated Abu Huraira:

Prophet Muhammad salAllahu alayhi wa sallam said, “Our Lord, the Blessed, the Superior, comes every night down on the nearest Heaven to us when the last third of the night remains, saying: “Is there anyone to invoke Me, so that I may respond to invocation? Is there anyone to ask Me, so that I may grant him his request? Is there anyone seeking My forgiveness, so that I may forgive him?”

[Sahih al-Bukhari 1145]

There is a time of night when work ends, traffic sleeps, and silence is the only sound. At that time—while the world around us sleeps—there is One who remains awake and waits for us to call on Him !!!

►► “Our Lord descends during the last third of each night to the lower heaven, and says: ‘Is there anyone who calls on Me that I may respond to him? Is there anyone who asks Me that I may give unto him? Is there anyone who requests My Forgiveness that I may forgive him?’”
[Bukhari: Book 2, Volume 21, Hadith 246; Muslim: Book 4, Hadith 1656]

A true story of A pious brother- Must read

Advice for Brothers.

A real story: There was a Brother in Glasgow (United Kingdom) who became ill and was hospitalized. He was admitted for three days and on the fourth day the attendant nurse said, “Marry me”.He [the brother in Glasgow] asked, “Why? I am a Muslim, you and I cannot become companions—Muslim men don’t date.” She said, “I will become Muslim”. “What’s the reason?” it was asked. She said, “In all my time that I have served in hospitals, except you, I have never seen a man lower his gaze in front of a woman. In my life you are the first person who lowers his gaze when seeing a woman. I come, and you close your eyes. Such great modesty can be taught by none other than a true religion.”

An Exclusive Advice: When you want to marry a girl, the first thing you should look in her must be true Faith in God, if she has that, give her a 1.(one point) Second if she has beauty, add a 0 to that 1, so now you have a 10. For every good thing,

keep adding more 0’s…Intelligence: 100, Manners: 1000, so on and so forth. But if you take Faith out, all you have left is a bunch of zeros.

A Special Note: A muslim male is envisaged in Islam as vivile,dynamic,tough and powerfully masculine.He does not care how he looks and what the people think of him.He is too sure of himself and confident too.A fashionable person is on the other hand somewhat effeminate,who tries to sell himself.His adoption of the latest fashions is a sign of his weak character and personality

-Syed Iqbal Zaheer, editor of Young muslim digest magazine.

Matter of regret.Both pious & the sinful person will regret after thier death.The former regret for not doing more good deeds & attain more reward & the latter for not abandoning evil deeds & not repenting. And for as he is concerned whose good and bad deeds are equal,then its up to his creator to forgive him or punish him.

Important Islamic Reminders

She said: “O my Lord! how shall I have a son when no man has touched me.” He said: “So (it will be) for Allah creates what He wills. When He has decreed something, He says to it only: “Be!” – and it is.

( Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah Aal-e-Imran, Chapter #3, Verse #47)

And whoever contradicts and opposes the Messenger (Muhammad PBUH) after the right path has been shown clearly to him, and follows other than the believers’ way, We shall keep him in the path he has chosen, and burn him in Hell – what an evil destination!
( Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah , An-Nisa, Chapter #4, Verse #115)

how can you disbelieve in Allah? seeing that you were dead and He gave you life. Then He will give you death, then again will bring you to life (on the Day of Resurrection) and then unto Him you will return .
( Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah, Al-Baqara, Chapter #2, Verse #28)

Gaining forgiveness on laylatul Qadr (The Night of Decree):

Abu Huraira (R.A) narrated that the Messenger said: “Whoever stands (in prayer) in Laylatul Qadr while nourishing his faith with self-evaluation, expecting reward from Allah, will have all of his previous sins forgiven.”

(Sahih Bukhari and Muslim)

How bad is that for which they have sold their ownselves, that they should disbelieve in that which Allah has revealed (the Qur’an), grudging that Allah should reveal of His Grace unto whom He wills of His slaves. So they have drawn on themselves wrath upon wrath. And for the disbelievers, there is disgracing torment.
( Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah, Al-Baqara, Chapter #2, Verse #90)

(O Muhammad (Peace & Mercy be upon him) to mankind):
“how do you worship besides Allah something which has no power either to harm or benefit you? But it is Allah Who is the All-Hearer, All-Knower.”
( Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah, Al-Maeda, Chapter #5, Verse #76)

“And whosoever puts his trust in Allaah, then He will suffice him”

[Translation of the Holy Quran, Surrah, Al-Talaaq 65:3]

Muslims neither worship Prophet Muhammad (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) nor pray through him. Muslim solely worship the unseen and Omniscient Creator, Allaah Sub’haan wa ta’alaa (Almighty GOD).

My Name: Muslim
My Identity: Islam
My Purpose: Peace
My Aim: Jannatul Firdaus
My Favorite and Ideal Personality (Role Model In my life):
Prophet Muhammad (PBUH)

And finaly ….

and …finaly..open ur mind, think and judge without descrimination u would find that the Real way of life is ISLAM 🙂

In Sha Allah, “search the truth and the truth shall free u.”

Amazing Convert Story of Ex-hindu brother’s to Islam

A meeting with Brother Abdullah formerly Deep Chand Aheer
Question: Ahmed Awaah: Assalaam o alaikum
Answer: Abdullah: Waalaikum Assalaam
Q: Ahmed Awaah: Brother Abdullah, you must be aware that we publish a magazine from Phalat (India) called Armughan, in which we have started a feature about people coming into the fold of Islam. It is for this feature that I want to interview you.
A:Abdullah: Brother Ahmed (with tears streaming down his face.), why do you want to sully the image of your wonderful magazine by writing about a cruel, mean and dastardly person like me?
Q: Ahmed Awaah: No Brother Abdullah! My father Hazrat Maulana Kaleem Sahib Siddiqui is of the opinion that your life is one of the signs of Allah’s power and he wants your interview to be issued in this publication.
A:Abdullah: Your Father, May Allah (SWT) grant him a long life. I consider myself to be his humble servant, if it is his will then I bow my head down to it. You can question me about anything and I shall gladly answer to the best of my knowledge.
Q:Ahmed Awaah: First, please introduce yourself…
A:Abdullah: If I say that since the creation of this universe, I am the cruelest, worst and luckiest person ever to walk the face of this earth. In fact, it would not be far from the truth if I were to introduce myself as the vilest creature in existence.
Q:Ahmed Awaah: This according to you is the emotional introduction, of how you perceive yourself. We would like to know about your domestic life and family background.
A:Abdullah: I was a resident of the District of Muzaffarnagar, tehsil Barhana.  I was born in a Muslim Rajput majority village to a Hindu Aheer (goat herder) family, about forty two to forty three years back. My family was not only very religious, but they were also criminal by nature.  My father and my paternal uncle were both among the top leaders of a criminal gang.  Destruction and cruelty were in my blood and veins and a part of my family legacy. At my relatives’ behest, along with my father I took part in the 1987 anti Muslim genocide that took place in Meeruth. Both my father and I killed at least 25 Muslims each with our bare hands. After this event, Muslim hatred intensified in my heart and soul and I went on to join Bajrang Dal. In 1990, at the advent of the destruction of Babri Masjid, I killed countless Muslims in Shaamli. In 1992, many Muslims were killed mercilessly in my own village of Barhana. There was a very famous thug of Barhana who was also a very good Muslim and because of whom all the non Muslim community was scared. I along with a friend of mine went and shot him, and in this fever of Muslim hatred I committed such a crime, (whilst crying uncontrollably) that I don’t think you will have either thought, seen or heard of an example of  such extreme barbarism and cruelty over land and under sky, no matter how hard you try. (Continues crying…)
Ahmed Awaah: Please tell us what led you to revert to Islam.
Abdullah: There is a Surah Burooj In Qur’an which talks about the people in the ditch of fire. Allah says that they were destroyed and killed. This Surah I think was brought down for me. What is that Surah? Can you please recite for me in Arabic?
Ahmed Awaah: (After reciting Bismillah Hir Rahman Nir Raheem)

قُتِلَ أَصْحَابُ الْأُخْدُودِ

النَّارِ ذَاتِ الْوَقُودِ

إِذْ هُمْ عَلَيْهَا قُعُودٌ

Translation: Woe to the makers of the pit of fire.
Fires supplied abundantly with fuel.
Behold they sat over against the fire.
Abdullah: If we say that the Allah had mercy on the people of the fire then how will we say it in Arabic?
Q:Ahmed Awaah: Reham Ashaab al akhdoo d’al’naar zaat alwaqood.
Abdullah: Yes, if this ayaat had been about me then it would have been like this: Reham Ashaab al akhdoo d’al’naar zaat alwaqood.
Ahmed Awaah: Please tell us how you came to Islam.
Abdullah: Yes brother, I am getting to it. But even a hardened criminal like me doesn’t have the strength to relay this story anymore. But I will try.
Q:Ahmed Awaah: So please try, maybe this story of yours would deter many Muslims from straying from the right path.
Abdullah: Yes, truly the story of how I came to Islam is a ray of light for all those who have lost hope, When the Merciful and Gracious God Allah (SWT) can be so kind and show such mercy to a person like me then there is no space left for despair and hopelessness in His mercy. So listen now Brother Ahmed, I have an older brother and in spite of all the crimes and the cruelty against humanity that we had committed, not only were we very loving, but we were also extremely loyal. My older brother had two daughters and two sons, whereas I had no children. His elder daughter was called Heera and she was very passionate by nature. If she loved, then she loved with a great intensity and if she hated, then she hated with an equal intensity. Sometimes we used to think that maybe she is inflicted by something supernatural. We took her to many wise people, but all to no avail. She studied in school till grade 8. After leaving school she became involved in daily household chores, but she was very fond of higher education, and without telling anyone in her family she filled the high school form and collected tuition fee and cost of course books by breaking her back in the fields and collecting money through hard physical labor. She bought her books and when she could not understand them, she went to a Brahmin’s daughter who lived in our neighborhood. One of the Brahmin’s sons was a thug and a robber. I don’t know what he said to my niece Heera, that she ran away with him one night. He took her to a jungle near Barote where his gang used to reside. She went with him willingly, but when she reached there she realized what a mistake she had made as she had put  her parents respect and reputation on line with her foolish actions. With this realization came misery and tears.
          There was a Muslim boy in this gang, who hailed from Idrees Pur. One day when he saw her crying, he asked her the reason, to which she replied that in my innocence and ignorance I have run away with this man, but now my virtue is at stake and my parent’s apprehension due to my actions is bothering me. The boy felt sorry for Heera, and he told her that I am a Muslim and Muslims are true to their commitments and promises. He promised her that from this day on you are my sister and that I am the protector of your virtue and your defender, and I promise you that I will deliver you safe and sound from this jungle and return you to your parents. He told his gang members that this girl is very brave and that we should incorporate her into our gang as we need a few female members. The only way we can keep her in the jungle is by dressing her up as a boy. All the gang members finally agreed with him and Heera was dressed up as a boy and taken around as a part and parcel of the gang from that day forward. Heera realized that out of the 10-12 members of the gang, this boy was very different from the rest. He was honest, he used to give sound advice, whenever he got his share of the loot he kept some aside for the poor, he used to make Heera sleep separately away from all the men and in the middle of the night he used get up time and time again to make sure that no one went to Heera’s room to harass her. When he was sure that Heera had become a permanent member of the gang, then only did he let is guard up.

One day after making up an excuse he sent Heera to Barote, and told her that hire a carriage and go to my house in Idrees Pur. When you reach my house, relay your story to my younger brother and tell him that your brother has called you, and tell him that when he reaches the jungle, he is supposed to tell the gang that the people of Barote have taken the girl into custody in suspicion and handed her over to the local police. Heera repeated all verbatim to his younger brother. The younger brother went to the jungle and repeated the whole story. The older brother told his younger brother that go back and send Heera to the police station, where she should tell the police that a gang had kidnapped her from her village and that she had been taken hostage by them and that somehow she has escaped as she had been scared for her life over there. Heera did exactly as told. The Barote police contacted the Barhana police station, where the kidnapping of Heera had already been registered. A female police brigade was sent to Barote from Barhana to recover Heera. Heera was taken back to Barhana and sent back to her parents home. Her family accepted her back but they did not want to keep her in the house as now they felt that her virtue had been compromised and that she was a girl of loose character. Heera told her family that I had been kidnapped by that gang of thugs, but in spite of that I protected my virtue, but no one believed her. An educated member of our clan also came and told us to get her medical check-up done just to be sure. So, Heera was taken to Barhana hospital and there was always that thought in the back of our mind that if Heera was proven to be virtuous then we will bring her back, otherwise we will kill her and dispose off her body in the river. By the grace of God, the doctor gave the report that her virtue was intact, happily we brought her back home but now she started talking about Muslims all the time, and time and time again she would say that it was become of a Muslim that she had been able to escape that gang in the jungles. She started befriending Muslims and started going to a Muslim girl’s house. A Muslim girl gave her a book called, the knocking of hell and the key of heaven. When I saw the Muslim literature in her hands, I beat her black and blue and forbid her from bringing books like this in the house again, I even threatened to hack her into pieces if I ever came across Muslim literature in her possession, but my threats had no effect on her Islam had now enlightened her heart and soul with its Noor (Noor: meaning divine light). She went to the Madressah with a Muslim girl and took Shahadah (the Islamic oath of allegiance to Allah) at the hands of a Maulana Sahib. On the sly she learnt how to say Salaat (Muslim five timely prayer) and started saying it off and on in secrecy. After accepting Islam she no longer felt at peace in an environment rife with polytheism, she used to feel suffocated and miserable. Previously she was a happy go lucky child who would often laugh and now she turned into a pensive individual who hardly ever smiled.  Somehow, I don’t know how, she left home and took refuge with a Maulana Sahib who took her with his wife to Phallat.  For a few days she lived in your house Brother Ahmed, maybe you remember her…
Q:Ahmed Awaah: Yes, yes I remember sister Hira. Where is she now? My family is very much worried about her. She was a very pious girl. I am surprised that you are our sister Hira’s uncle.
A:Abdullah: Yes Brother Ahmed, your father named her Hira, and I am the uncle and murderer of that pious, wonderful  and unfortunate child. (whilst crying.)
Q:Ahmed Awaah: First tell me where is Hira baji?
A:Abdullah: I am telling you, I am going to tell you the story of my barbarism and cruelty. As you know, just to be on the safe side, Maulana sahib had sent her to his sister’s house in Delhi and she stayed there for some time. There she got a very conducive environment and she used to call Maulana sahib’s sister Rani puphi or The Queen aunt. Your mother also gave Hira a lot of love and appreciation and Rani phuphi nurtured and guided her a lot. Maybe she stayed in Delhi for one and a half years. This residence in Phalat and Delhi colored her into a very staunch Muslim, so much so that had Qur’an been revealed in this day and age, maybe this martyred girl might have been mentioned by name in the Holy Book. She used to love her family a lot specially her mother. Her mother used to stay very ill, one day Hira dreamed that her mother had died. Upon waking up, she could not shake off the yearning to be close to her mother again. She used to think that if my mother dies without Iman, what will become of her? This thought did not let her have any mental peace or relief. She used to cry constantly because of this. When she started screaming uncontrollably, all the residents of the house woke up because of this noise and ran to see what had happened. Everyone tried to console her and sometimes she even stopped crying, but then suddenly something would remind her of this dream and she would start crying again. She used to call your father Abba jee. Again and again she would cry and plead to your father that Abba jee send me home, but your father constantly kept on denying her saying that if your family finds out that you have accepted Islam, they will murder you or they will convert you back to Hinduism. This fear for her Eiman or faith used to deter her, but something would bring back old memories and then again she would go and plead with your father to send her back home. One day with a heavy heart your father when pushed a lot by her agreed to let her return to her house under one condition and that was that she would invite her loved ones to the fold of Islam and save them from the fire of hell. Hira replied that they detest Islam and under no circumstances would they accept it. She told everyone in her house that Maulana Sahib had told her that when Allah will open your family’s hearts to Islam, then they will start hating polytheism as much as they hate Islam. Maulana Sahib told her that before accepting Islam you (Hira) also used to hate it passionately but after accepting it you have turned around 180 degrees. Maulana Sahib told her to pray to God and to promise him that I am going back to my home to convert my parents and to protect them from hell fire. He told her that if you go with this intention, then Allah will protect you and if you face any hardship in this quest then you will only face the type faced by Rasool Allah (PBUH) according to his sunnah, and if your family kills you then you will be a martyr or a Shaheed, which is the shortest route to paradise, and I am sure that your martyrdom will pave the way for their reversion to Islam, if you lose your life in your quest to save your family from hell fire then it is most certainly a very nominal price to pay for  the reward you will get by saving them in the hereafter.
After that Maulana Sahib requested her to do two Rkat Nafl Prayer and to pray to Allah (SWT) to guide her to the right path and to promise Allah that you are going to bring your family to the right path. From Delhi she went to Phalat and then she went to her village. We were incensed the minute we lay eyes on her. I hit her with shoes and kicks, but she still did not tell us where she stayed all this time. Albeit, she did tell us that she had accepted Islam and was now a staunch Muslim and that no one could change her into anything else.  If we maltreated her, instead of rebelling she would cry and plead us to save ourselves from hell fire by accepting Islam.  Her mother was very ill, and she died after two months, Hira kept beseeching us to give the body to Muslims for Islamic burial as she had accepted Islam at her (Hira’s) hands before dying, that it is cruelty to cremate her in these circumstances, but all this fell on deaf ears. We did not bury her, we cremated her according to the Hindu rites.  Every day there was conflict in our house, sometimes she would plead with her brothers to accept Islam and sometimes she would beg her father to do the same. By general consensus of the household we decided to send her to her maternal relatives in Meeruth. So, we sent her there, her maternal uncles got sick of her dyed in the wool Muslim attitude and sent for my brother and me. They told us that we are sick of this faithless girl and we are sick of the arguments that have been taking place in our house since the day she decided to darken our doorstep.
I consulted with the administration and top brass of Bajrang Dal, and they advised me to kill her. One day I went to the river and dug a 5 foot deep trench on its banks. My brother and I, both with the excuse of bringing her back to the village to meet with her paternal aunt took her away from her maternal house. Maybe she knew of our intention and had already seen it in a dream, she took a bath and wore new clothes, then she told me that, “Uncle at least let me say my last prayers.”  Then very happily like a new bride about to meet her new groom she started on the journey back with us. In spite of the fact that we took her to an unfamiliar and deserted route, she did not question us  that my aunt’s house is not here, and nor did she rebel. When we reached the banks of the river where I had dug a trench, laughingly she enquired of her father, that are you taking me to my aunt’s house or sending me to the house of my Beloved? (Allah SWT)
Q:Ahmed Awaah: After providing brother Abdullah with water, “Please complete your story.”
A:Brother Abdullah: How can I complete such a sordid tale, but complete it I will…I was carrying five liters petrol in a plastic bag with me. Both Hira’s real father and me her real uncle took her to the trench that we had dug a day previously in order to put our devious plan into action, like an animal I pushed her into that trench whilst saying to her, “How will you save us from hell fire? Here now you fell what fell fire feels like!” and so saying I doused her with petrol and threw a burning matchstick on her. Meanwhile, My elder brother kept on crying and staring at her. As soon as I threw the matchstick on her, her new clothes caught fire and she stood up in the trench and raised her hands towards the sky and cried out, “ My Allah! You are seeing me right now? Aren’t you? My Allah! You are seeing me right now? Aren’t you? My Allah! You love me, don’t you? You love your Hira, Don’t You? Yes, my Allah You love the cave of Hira and you love the Hira burning in the ditch and because I have Your love, I don’t need anyone else’s love.” After that she called out to her father and me, “Father please do accept Islam. Uncle please do accept Islam, uncle please do accept Islam.” At that I got angry and I took hold of my brothers’ hand and we left from there. My brother beseeched me that lets us go back and try and reason with her and at that I got really angry. Later on, when we went back to that place we heard Kalma e Shahadat being recited again and again extremely loudly in that ditch. We felt that we had done our duty and left, but the last sentence spoken by that martyr of love had really shattered my heart into pieces.  After reaching home my brother fell ill and he was broken by his grief, and that grief eventually took his life. Two days prior to his death, he called me and said that whatever we did in this life, that is gone and past now but now I cannot die till I accept Hira’s faith. Please call a Maulana sahib from a Masjid. By this time, even I had broken down mentally and emotionally. I found an Imam Sahib at a local masjid, and got him to our home where my brother lay on his death bed. Maulana Sahib made my brother recite the Kalma e Shahadat and he chose the name Abdul Rahman for himself. Then he told me to bury him according to Islamic rites, this was a very difficult thing for me but I considered this my brother’s last request and I somehow had to fulfill it. I took him to Delhi for treatment and got him admitted into a hospital. My brother breathed his last in that hospital.  He was at peace. I told a doctor from Hamdard about my brothers’ last wish, so he gathered some Muslims from that area and had him buried according to Islamic rites.
Q:Ahmed Awaah: This is a very strange story, but you haven’t told us yet how you came to accept Islam.
A:Brother Abdullah:
I am leading you in that direction only. My hatred for Islam had lessened to some extent but I was very upset at the fact that my brother had died a Muslim. The fact that my brother had accepted Islam, convinced me of the fact that my sister in law must also have accepted Islam before her demise. I felt that some Muslim had by magic coerced my family and clan into accepting his/her faith. It was as if their hearts were gripped by the wanting to be a Muslim. One by one everyone was leaving Hinduism and accepting Islam. So I went and spoke to many wise people. I was going from Shamli to Own in search of a tantric. I took a bus and coincidentally that belonged to a Muslim and the driver was a Muslim too. He was playing a Qawwali on a tape recorder in is bus. The Qawwali depicted the famous story of Rasool Allah Sall Allah ho Alaih w Aalayhee w Sallam (PBUH) and is encounter with and old lady who used to harass him and throw trash at him. But one day when she did not throw garbage at him, he enquired about her and found out that she was ill. So he went and served her and showed extreme kindness to her, because of which she accepted Islam. The speaker was blaring right on top of my head. This Qawwali suddenly changed my perspective, I thought that the Prophet depicted in this story cannot be a liar. Instead of going to Own I got down at Jhunjhana and I thought that I should read about Islam. After that I sat in the bus headed for Shaamli. There was also a tape recorder playing in this bus. Pakistan’s Maulana Qaari Haneef Sahib was giving a lecture about death and what happens after death. I was supposed to get down at Shaamli but the lecture had not finished as yet and I wanted to listen to the whole lecture. When we reached Shaamli, the driver switched off the tape recorder. I was getting anxious to listen to the full lecture. The bus was going to Muzaffarnagar, to listen to the lecture I took a ticket for Muzaffarnagar. The lecture finished when we reached Bhaghra. That lecture had really driven out all the doubts that I had about Islam. I got down on Barhana Road and caught a bus home. A Maulana Sahib was sitting near me. I told him that I want to know what Islam is and I want to educate myself about Islam, will you help me in my quest? He told me that go to Phalat and meet up with Maulana Kaleem Sahib. That he is the best person to guide me. I took Maulana’s address in Phalat and instead of going home, went straight to Phalat. Maulana Sahib was not at home. He was supposed to return the next morning. At night a teacher gave me Maulana Sahib’s book titled “ Aap kee amanat, aap kee sewaa main.” Translated as “your trust, in your service.” This book was extremely touching and hit me right on my heart. Maulana Sahib instead of returning in the morning, reached home in the evening. After Maghrib I requested him to take my Shahadah (The oath of Islam) and told him that I had come to enquire about Islam but your book has absolutely floored me. Maulana Sahib was very happy at this turn of events. On 13th January, 2000 I recited the Shahadah and my name was changed to Abdullah. I stayed in Phalat at night and requested Maulana Sahib for an hour out of his time. In that hour I told him about my life  history filled with terror and barbarism. Maulana Sahib cried for a long time after he found out what had become of Hira and told me that Hira had stayed at his place only and had later on gone on to live with his sister in Delhi. Maulana Sahib consoled me that Islam wipes clean all the misdeeds committed before its acceptance. But I was inconsolable, how can such cruelty be wiped off so easily?
Maulana Sahib told me that to console  and redeem yourself, you have to now go and save the life of as many Muslims as you can. Qur’an says that good deeds cancel out bad deeds. So now, to console myself I try and save as many Muslim lives as possible. I even know this that I do not have the power to save anyone or to give a new life to anyone but the person who tries to save another is akin to the one who actually saves them. That is why I try to save lives now.
There was a massacre in Gujrat, so I considered that a God given opportunity. I am grateful to Allah that I was able to help countless Muslims save their lives. I acted as if I was a Hindu and took the Muslims supposed to be killed to a safe and secure place or I warned them before-hand to run away and save their lives. One deed that Allah had me do, really gave me some peace of heart. In a village called Bhaonagar, the Hindus had planned on burning 400 Muslim kids alive in a Madressah.  I went and informed the jail incharge Mr. Sharma before hand and got him ready. Ten minutes before the arrival of the crowd, I broke the back wall of the Madressah and helped all the children escape. I stayed for three months in Gujrat to save Muslim lives, but my misdeeds are so many that a lot more has to be done by me before I can say that I am at peace. Once Maulana Sahib tried to console me by saying that the Allah who has shown you the right path, also has the ability to pardon you so have faith. Maulana Sahib told me to go in a Jamaat to learn about Islam. I asked for two months time. I went back to my village and sold all my property over there at a low price and bought a house in Delhi. I rounded up my wife, my two nephews and Hira’s sister and had them recite the Shahadah at Phalat. All this cost me one year instead of two months. Then I went in the Jamaat, my heart was always weighed down by the grief of the way I had killed Hira and the other innocent Muslims. I always used to think how can such a cruel man get pardon? Then Maulana Sahib told me to read the Qur’an and he specially told me to recite Surah Burooj again and again. Now I remember it along with its translation. 1400 years back what an amazing thing was said by my Allah.
It seems as if it is about what had happened over here in India, now in this day and age.
It is like this:
85. Surah Al-Burooj (The Big Stars)

 1.By the heaven, holding the big stars .
2. And by the Promised Day (i.e. the Day of Resurrection);
3. And by the witnessing day (i.e. Friday), and by the witnessed day [i.e. the day of ‘Arafat (Hajj) the ninth of Dhul-Hijjah];
4. Cursed were the people of the ditch (the story of the Boy and the King).
5. Fire supplied (abundantly) with fuel,
6. When they sat by it (fire),
7. And they witnessed what they were doing against the believers (i.e. burning them).
8. They had nothing against them, except that they believed in Allah, the All-Mighty, Worthy of all Praise!
9. Who, to Whom belongs the dominion of the heavens and the earth! And Allah is Witness over everything.
10. Verily, those who put into trial the believing men and believing women (by torturing them and burning them), and then do not turn in repentance, (to Allah), will have the torment of Hell, and they will have the punishment of the burning Fire.
11. Verily, those who believe and do righteous good deeds, for them will be Gardens under which rivers flow (Paradise). That is the great success.
12. Verily, (O Muhammad ()) the Grip (Punishment) of your Lord is severe.
13. Verily, He it is Who begins (punishment) and repeats (punishment in the Hereafter) (or originates the creation of everything, and then repeats it on the Day of Resurrection).
14. And He is Oft-Forgiving, full of love (towards the pious who are real true believers of Islamic Monotheism),
15. Owner of the throne, the Glorious
16. He does what He intends (or wills).
17. Has the story reached you of the hosts,
18. Of Fir’aun (Pharaoh) and Thamud?
19. Nay! The disbelievers (persisted) in denying (Prophet Muhammad () and his Message of Islamic Monotheism).
20. And Allah encompasses them from behind! (i.e. all their deeds are within His Knowledge, and He will requite them for their deeds).
21. Nay! This is a Glorious Qur’an,
22. (Inscribed) in Al-Lauh Al-Mahfuz (The Preserved Tablet)!

Ahmed Bhai, just read this Surah and then think about what Hira had prayed for whilst burning in the pit. “ My Allah! You are seeing me right now? Aren’t you? My Allah! You are seeing me right now? Aren’t you? My Allah! You love me, don’t you? You love your Hira, Don’t You? Yes, my Allah You love the cave of Hira and you love the Hira burning in the ditch and because I have Your love, I don’t need anyone else’s love.” “Father please do accept Islam. Uncle please do accept Islam, uncle please do accept Islam.” (Whilst crying incessantly.)
Q:Ahmed Awaah: All praise to Allah that you did as she asked. You are very lucky that you came out of the darkness of that cruelty towards the light and kindness of Islam.
A:Brother Abdullah: Oh I did not obey her, the omniscient Being who loved her made that decision for me and steered me in that direction and made me obey him. A lowly, cruel and barbaric person like me was not worthy of this kindness shown him by Allah.
Q:Ahmed Awaah: Thanks a lot Brother Abdullah!
A:Brother Abdullah:  Ahmed Brother pray for me, that Allah makes me do something that helps me find peace and that I am forgiven the cruelties that I did.
Definitely Qur’an speaks the truth when it says that good deeds clean up the bad deeds and it is because of this when I helped save some innocent Muslim lives in Gujrat that I found  some peace in my heart.

The Real Modesty of a woman

The woman in Hijab is the wife of Hashim Amla (South African Cricket Player). MA SHA ALLAH! Love her confidence. May Allah Subhana Taala Bless her and reward her. Ameen Suma Ameen

✿ A woman modestly dressed is like a pearl in its shell.
✿ The value of a woman rests in her level of Taqwa and good deeds, not in her apparent looks and wordly earnings.