Once, there lived a young man. He was very dear to his sister and to his Mother.
He had the blessing of both his Mother and sister being wonderful cooks; which
was fortunate, for he loved their wonderful dishes.

Pulling into the parking lot at Albertson’s, I went over the grocery list in my head: Bread, lettuce, rolls, apples, milk, cereal for the kids, a premium ice cream. The last seemed like an extravagance,

A person came crying and weeping to Shaikh Shiblee Rahamatullahi alayh and said, ‘O Shaikh, I have destroyed myself; make du’aa for me that may Allah take me away from this world.’

There is an interesting story related about Dinâr Al’Ayyâr. Dinâr had a righteous mother who would constantly advise him to repent for his wayward, sinful existence, but as much as she tried, her words had no positive effect on him whatsoever.

Prophet Sulayman (peace be upon him) in response to his special prayer to Allah was granted Kingdom and was given power over the forces of nature, over the Jinns and men and devils and other living creatures.

There once was a strikingly handsome man called Hasan, Allah blessed him with an unblemished face and equally beautiful character. Most people loved Hasan but some were jealous of him and resented the attention he attracted.

This is a story filled with lessons and warning, anyone who is in a high position of academic activity or in Tasawwuf or in any other service of Deen will derive benefit and guidance from it.

There are two days in every week we should never worry about, two days that should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

A story of patience, trials and testing times. The hijrah of Umm Salamah and her husband though was not as easy as they had imagined. In fact, it was a bitter and a painful experience.

Once there was an old and very wise man. Every day he would sit outside a gas station in his rocking chair and wait to greet motorists as they passed through his small town. On this day,