By Mussawir Momen USA
Moulana Ahmad Kabir Noor Mohammad (ra), from Chittagong district and a famous Mohsin awlia (saintly person), came from Yemen and first spread Islam to this part of Bengal. Moulana Ahmad Kabir Noor Mohammad (ra) was an 8th generation descendant from Mohsin awlia’s nephew, Shah Sikandar who had also come with him from Yemen. Moulana Ahmad Kabir Noor Mohammad (ra) received his highest Continue reading
By Yusef’ Abdul-Lateef
From an early age, in fact as far back as my pre-teens, I was, although I believed in God, obsessed and not clear about the idea of God, heaven, hell, and His creation. My parents, may Allah bless their souls, were Christians, adherents of the African Methodist Episcopal Church. Therefore, they raised me within that religious discipline, which they believed to be good for me. They sent me to Sunday School and many other church activities, and after I became a grown man and began to travel, I always carried a Bible with me, which I would read not infrequently.
Throughout my teens, into my twenties, I intuitively believed in the benevolence of Continue reading
‘Those to whom men said, ‘People have mustered against you, therefore fear them,’ but this only increased their faith, and they said, ‘Sufficient for us is Allah, and an excellent Guardian is He.’ (Qur’an. 170-174)
These are the words which embody within them the heroic story of Master Abdul Qudoos of Rabwah, Pakistan; a man who in the face of a great tyrant held onto, with life and limb, the words:
‘‘Sufficient for us is Allah.” Continue reading
By Hadrat Ghulam Rasul Rajeki (ra)
The village of Jamun Bola is situated two miles north of our residence. Many landlords of that village had been the well-wishers of our elders. When they came to know of the circumstances surrounding the illness and miraculous recovery of Jeewan Khan [through the prayers of Mawlawi Ghulam Rasul, in a previous episode], an inhabitant of Dhudrha named Khan Muhammad, who was one of these landlords, came to see my father and said Continue reading
By Yusuf, Scotland
(The below text represents the reflections of an Ahmadi brother from Scotland who accepted the Promised Messiah and Imam Mahdi (‘alayhi al-salam) in 2012)
“why Islam? What makes it different from any other religion and more importantly why should I embrace it?”.
That question is not always uttered through words alone. It tends to come from a place in a person’s being which intellectually questions the existence of God and the outward Continue reading
by Mustenser Qamar, London
There was once a well-renowned and exemplary sage, who used to pray fervently in front of his Lord each day. Due to his sagacity and piety, this sage was held in great reverence and had a number of adherents.
One day, whilst this pious man was praying, one of his adherents came and sat next to him. During his prayers, God Almighty revealed something to this pious man, which was also overheard by one of his followers. However, this follower out of respect kept quiet. The next day, the pious man was once again busy in his prayers. Whilst sitting next to this pious man, the same follower heard the same revelation again. Once again, out of respect he kept quiet. The third day, the same thing happened. However, this time the follower could not control himself and burst out saying: Continue reading
After the partition of India, I was sent to be admitted to the T.I. High School, Chiniot near Rabwah. It was 1948 and Rabwah did not exist then. T.I. High School was in an evacuee property that Hindus had left at the time of partition. I was only 17 years of age and was a student of 10th class.
One day in April 1948, our Head Master conveyed to us Continue reading
It was in May or June 1884 that Ahmad (as) , after offering the Fajr prayers one morning, retired into a tiny room on the east (now north-eastern corner) of the Masjid Mubarak. It was a cool place on account of the fresh plaster on the walls. He lay down on a charpoy (an Indian bedstead) which used to be kept there. There was no mattress or pillow on it. He lay facing the north, with his head to the west. One arm was pillowed underneath and other was resting over his head. M. Abdullah Sanauri began to press his feet—an eastern custom of massaging to show respect and Continue reading
“I will never forget the scenes I witnessed that day. The whole Jama’at was grieving with us, every heart was crying out in union.”
The below text is the powerful story of a survivor of the tragic Lahore Attacks. It has been transcribed into English from the original Urdu.
by Muqami Region, London
My name is Muzaffar Ahmad. I am originally from Lahore, Pakistan and my constituency is Garden Town which is part of the Model Town Majlis. During the Lahore massacre, I was on duty in the Baitun Noor mosque, Continue reading