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In the name of Allah the Beneficient the Merciful

A Story…

Kufa was now the seat of the Islamic rule. The entire Muslim world with the exception of Damascus looked towards Kufa for guidance. They travelled to Kufa often.

Two men were in each other’s company on the road to Kufa. One was a Muslim and the other was a non-Muslim. As they progressed, the non-Muslim traveller asked his companion:
I am going further than Kufa, to a small village where I live. Where are You going ?
His Muslim companion said:
I live in Kufa.
They proclaimed happily, discussing various things, helping each other, all in a spirit of cordiality. When they drew near to Kufa, the non-Muslim took a side road towards his village. Just as he was about to bid farewell, he observed that his Muslim companion was coming with him.
Didn’t you tell me that you are going to Kufa where you lived?
The Muslim replied:
Yes, of course.
On this the non-Muslim inquired:
Then why were you coming this way? That is the only road leading to Kufa?
I know, said the Muslim, but we have long been companions. Our Prophet (S.A.W) said that when two are companions to each other on a journey they have obligations and duties towards each other. You gave me company and now it is my duty to follow you a few steps and then make a gentle departure.
No wonder that your Prophet (S.A.W.) managed to spread his faith so quickly. His teachings were indeed great.
And then it so happened that once the same non-Muslim entered Kufa. There he found that his Muslim companion had been none other but the Khalifa of his time, Ali ibn Abi Talib (A.S.). He soon became a Muslim and remained the most faithful of companion of the Imam.

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A Beautiful Heart…

Posted: May 10, 2008 in Love
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The more hurt and pain you have gone thru in life, the stronger and more

beautiful your heart will be…..

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.” The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.

The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”

“Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love – I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges – giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.

They embraced and walked away side by side.
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A boy and his father were walking in the mountains. Suddenly,the boy fell, hurt himself, and screamed .AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!? To his surprise, he heard the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain,

AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!? Curious, he yelled: Who are you?? He received the answer: Who are you??Angered at the response, he screamed: Coward!? He receives the answer:

Coward!

He looked to his father and asked:

What’s going on?? The father smiled and said: My son, pay attention.

And then he screamed to the mountain:

I admire you!? The voice answered:

I admire you!? Again the man

Screamed: You are a champion!?

The voice answered: You are a champion!?

The boy was surprised, but did not understand. Then the father explained:

People call this? ECHO, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do.

Our life is simply a reflection of our actions. If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart. If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.

This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life; Life will give you back everything you have given to it.?