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Amelia:
STORY -- DONKEY THAT DROPPED IN THE WELL

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided theanimal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.
A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.
As the farmer's neighbors continued toshovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
MORAL: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it offand take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by notstopping, never giving up! Shake it offand take a step up.
InshALLAH we will find it easy to implement these in our lives :) Aameen —

Alpha:
Dua

  A poor couple lived in a small village in Pakistan. They had only
one son. They gave him the best education. Son graduated as an
Engineer in the nearby city.
   Eventually, got married to a rich girl. Initially, they lived with
his parents in the village. Soon the wife got tired of village life
and persuaded the husband to move to the city leaving the old parents
in the village.
   As time went the husband saw an ad in the newspaper about a
vacancy in Jeddah. He was successful and lived in Jeddah for years
with his wife. Regularly he used to send money to parents. Eventually
with time he stopped and forgot about his parents whether they ever
existed.

   Every year he performed haj and immediately after each haj, he
used to see someone telling him in a dream that his haj is not
accepted.
   One day he related this story to a pious Aalim who advised him to
go back to Pakistan to visit his parents.

   The man flew to Pakistan and reached the boundary of the village.
Everything had changed. He could not find his house. He asked a small
boy about the whereabouts of so and so. The little boy directed the
man to a house and said :
   "In this house lives an old blind lady who lost her husband a few
months ago. She has a son who migrated to Saudi Arabia years back and
never came back again. What an unfortunate man ? "

   Son enters the home and finds his mother on the bed. He tip-toed
as not to wake her up. He hears the mother whispering or mumbling
something. He gets closer to hear her voice. This is what the mother
was saying :

   "Ya Allah ! I am now very old and blind. My husband just died.
There is no mahram to lower me in my grave when I die. So please send
my son to fullfill my last wish. "

   This is the ending of a story where the DUA of a mother is accepted.

   A human body can bear only 45 del (units) of pain. But at the time
of giving birth, a mother feels upto 57 del (units) of pain... This is
similar to 20 bones getting fractured, all at the same time!!
   This is just to tell you the extent to which a mother loves her
child!  'Love your mom till the end of your life.The lady with whom
you fight almost everyday, suffered so much pain just to give you a
beautiful life!
   How many people will you forward this to? I won't mind if I get it again..
   I passed it because
   I love my mother.

M-H:
^ is it a true story?

Definitely, mothers are so important. Its like heaven lies under their feet. I love my mother and now that I am living away from her, I truly realize how much I love her cos I miss her everywhere I go. And Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah cos Allah out of His mercy granted us parents. Imagine the magnitude of the love of Allah- Allah loves us as much as 70 mothers. Subhanallah... :)

Alpha:

--- Quote from: M-H on May 17, 2012, 03:39:06 am ---^ is it a true story?

Definitely, mothers are so important. Its like heaven lies under their feet. I love my mother and now that I am living away from her, I truly realize how much I love her cos I miss her everywhere I go. And Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah cos Allah out of His mercy granted us parents. Imagine the magnitude of the love of Allah- Allah loves us as much as 70 mothers. Subhanallah... :)

--- End quote ---

Yes, it is. And I can guess it's a common real life happening too.

Wish I be a good mother too. Insha Allah. :)

Amelia:
A worried woman went to her Doctor and said :

‘Doctor, I have a serious problem and desperately need your help!

My baby is not even 1 yr. old and I’m pregnant again. I don’t want kids so close together.’

So the doctor said: ‘Ok, and what do you want me to do?’

She said: ‘I want you to perform an abortion, and I’m counting on your help with this.’

The doctor thought for a little, and after some silence he said to the lady:

‘I think I have a better solution for your problem. It’s less dangerous for you too.’

She smiled, thinking that the doctor was going to accept her request.

Then he continued: ‘You see, in order for you not to have to take care of 2 babies at the same time, let’s kill the one in your arms. This way, you could rest some before the other one is born. If we’re going to kill one of them, it doesn’t matter which one it is. There would be no risk for your body if you chose the one in your arms.

The lady was horrified and said: ‘No doctor! How terrible! It’s a crime to kill a child!

‘I agree’, the doctor replied. ‘But you seemed to be ok with it, so I thought maybe that was the best solution.

The doctor smiled, realizing that he had made his point. :)

( Very beautiful Moral for us don’t kill innocent )

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