From: Qalam Institute
Sent: Thursday, October 22, 2015 7:11 PM
Subject: Ashura: the Ultimate Fresh Start
Traditions inform us that Yazeed loved worldly vices, would drink, listen to kept the company of boys with no facial hair , played drums, kept dogs , not a day would go by when he was not in a drunken state 
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As-Salam-u Alaiykum dear Muslims,
Today, I received a message asking for the references from Qur’an or Prophetic Traditions or the lives of Sahabah about a few ancient and unchallenged faiths of Ahl al-Sunnah wa-l Jama’ah. And the reason for this is the deviation of Ahl al-Sunah wa-l Jamaa’ah from Sunnah and Jamaa’ah.
In old days, no one was to object because we had Islamic education because we had educated scholars who were not only the students or professors of a subject but also the inventors of new subjects that were not known to the world before. Nowadays, we are deprived of educated scholars and those few we have are worthless as we do not knock their doors and ask their helps. Nowadays, we are far away from our books and those who read books are breaking our faith with their statements that are actually out of context. I have talked…
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The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 43,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 16 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
My father handed me the printout of an e-mail which included a poem. The poem touched my heart and I wanted to share it with everyone. Please read this poem and understand it and try to act on it. I couldn’t find the poet’s name on the printouts, but I’ll try to search for the poet too. The poem is as follows:
It was early in the morning at four,
When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
Who is there? The sleeping one cried.
I’m Malkul Mawt, let me inside.
At once, the man began to shiver,
As one sweating in deadly fever,
He shouted to his sleeping wife,
Don’t let him take away my life.
Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone; I’m not ready yet.
My family on me depends,
Give me a chance, O please pretense!
The angel knocked again and again,
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Assalāmu Alaykum Wa Rahmatullāhi Wa Barakātuhu
OK, so here is an idea we came up with to send $5000 to Gaza for FREE
Instead of spending our marketing budget the traditional way, we want the ummah to do the marketing for us by telling all their friends and family members on WhatsApp, Facebook, Twitter etc… about www.HowToPray.com
and in return we will donate the money to the Gaza Rescue Appeal. It’s that simple…
All Progress is tracked here: www.HowToPray.com/progress
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 39,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 14 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.