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By starlight in Light BeamsSalam,
Growing up we had a poster like this in one of my grandparent's home, handwritten in Urdu by my great grandfather and framed in wood. It was displayed in a prominent place. I remember standing there studying it on many occasions, at others I just stole a cursory glance passing by. Either way it helped me a great deal in acquiring the basic knowledge about the Ahlebayt(عليه السلام). Many of the important dates unconsciously stuck in my memory and other facts,like so many of our Imams (عليه السلام) being poisoned,aroused in me an interest to study more about their lives.
For some time now I had been wanting to make a similar table for my children.I made it in English for obvious reasons.I plan to print it out and put in their room and hopefully they will imbibe and memorise or at least be familiar with the basic facts about the lives of Masoomen (عليه السلام). Since this is an area where sadly lots of us grownups are lacking too(from personal experience many of the Shias don't know the names of mothers of Imams(عليه السلام) or where are all of the Imams (عليه السلام) buried) I thought I would share it here.
I made it on excel. With the ShiaChat file upload limits the quality might not be very good and since I enlarged it for sharing here,it's in two parts.(if anyone can suggest anything better, you are welcome)
Coloured in pink(Imams 6-12) is the era of Abbasid caliphs.All of Imams (عليه السلام) during that time period(except the 12th (عليه السلام)) were martyred through poisoning by their own cousins,the Abbasid Caliphs.
By 3wliya_maryam in deep poetryIn a time of ignorance
A period of injustice and profanity
Where it was filled with insanity
Hearts were filled with vanity
He sent a true messenger
To fulfill a mission that would change humanity
To forbid atrocity and spread morality
To guide His creatures towards the true message
To remove the calamities and wreckage
The hypocrites wouldn't stop mocking him
Calling him names and throwing dirt
He let them do so freely, for he was never hurt
'Cause the Lord was always by his side
Every night he raised his hands and cried
Praying that his people would follow the truth
A man of respect and dignity
A man who preached unity
He who gave women their rights
He who gave the nation its might
The Holy Book and the Holy Progeny
The two things that held the nation together
But he still knew about the bad prophecy
He could already sense the wild weather
Can you see how your nation tore apart
When it used to be only one
Can you see the amount of bloodshed
Leaving thousands of your Muslims dead
Can you see the amount of hatred and sedition
Leaving thousands of your Muslims in a heartless condition
Waiting for your chosen ancestor
To free the Earth from the oppressors
To fill it with justice and remove the tyranny
You were the chosen one to mankind
An immaculate soul that He designed.
السلام عليك يا رسول الله ❤️
اللهم صلي على محمد و آل محمد
By 3wliya_maryam in deep poetryAm I not allowed to grow a little confidence?
To get past my self consciousness?
Why youse gotta restrict me
From getting rid of my insecurity
Youse will never understand why I keep disobeying
Youse may think I'm selfish, but I keep praying
Hoping for a miracle to pass by and change your minds
I know that it's for my protection
But I'm old enough to depend on my own
Everyday I keep staring at my reflection
Wondering when youse will leave me alone.
But seriously though
Am I not allowed to grow a little more confidence?
To get past my self consciousness?
By Hameedeh in Think PositiveThe Seventh Imam, Musa Ibn Ja'far Al-Kadhim AS was living in the Holy City of Medina, and while he was praying at the tomb of the Holy Prophet SA, he was arrested, then the tyrant Harun ar-Rashid kept him in prison in Baghdad for almost four years in a cell so small he could not stand up tall to say his prayers. On the 25th of Rajab, Harun had Imam Kadhim AS martyred by poison. Even his corpse was desecrated and taken from the prison and left in view on the Bridge of Baghdad. His devotees managed to bury Imam Kazim AS in al-Kazimiyyah (Iraq). Although Imam Kazem AS was living under complete oppression, he kept positive. May Allah SWT keep us all on the straight path and keep us positive.
♥ May your days be sunny, your nights restful, and your heart satisfied with the blessings that Allah has given you. Think Positive. ♥
By 3wliya_maryam in deep poetryI'm only pretty if I have enough likes
I'm not so pretty if I only have five
I'm only popular if I have many friends
I'm only special if I start to follow these trends
I only get noticed with makeup
Without it I'm no longer recognised
You need that flat stomach and those fine curves
So you choose to put yourself through that pain you don't deserve
Starving yourself till your rib cages begin to show
You want to be like the rest, because your self esteem is so low
Society is committing a crime
With how they define beauty
Girls can no longer be themselves
'Cause they fear society's judgements.
Society made you forget your true beauty
That lies beneath all those flaws.
"And you don't have to change a thing the world can change its heart" ~ Alessia Cara
By Bakir in ReflectionsTolerance is inherently moral and necessarily social. And it can only be applied to people who are different, people you wouldn't consider part of "your" group. It is taught, a developed moral characteristic that may become part of who you are. We aren't born tolerant though, and that is why so many groups of influence have tried to develop this concept of group. Fascism itself is based on it. Our natural intolerance spreads as the worst virus if there are no forces to put an end to it. This is what sociology, so far, has been able to appreciate in the concept of tolerance at a macro-social level, and it has its reasons.
If tolerance is not natural to us, but rather "homophily" (the preference of those with similar characteristics: race, socio-economical class, ideology, etc.), then tolerance is a trait that we can only develop through education, and only if we find it any useful or right.
In the Qur'an it was already pointed that we were created in different groups:
"O mankind, indeed We have created you from male and female and made you peoples and tribes that you may know one another." (Surat al Hujurat)
So I can just expect that for an early Arabic society this indeed meant a call for tolerance for a religion that was going to spread across many nations. It was useful. However, nowaday, this is not what we, as individuals, face. Living in a globalized world, being connected by the Internet and its very own culture, tolerance seems less and less necessary and useful. Ideologies and groups compete between each other, and a call for tolerance is against the efforts to reinforce that feeling of group. It isn't useful for many. Not to mention that tolerance is a highly difficult trait to acquire, as it requires great efforts of empathy. Ask yourselves to which point can you accept the different? And I don't mean their mere existence, most don't care about that. I mean tolerating someone different that is part of your life, in some way or another. We have always been taught to be tolerant when it has been useful, but not because it is good, because it is morally right. Because it is not among the interest of any group of influence. Groups, as the master of history and sociology of the Muslim world once said, Ibn Khaldun, have only one goal: power.
That's why, even revolutions, that are supposed to be the fight for ideas, end up in some sort of fascism and/or dictatorship. Even when the people that lead them truly wanted free elections (modern history is full of examples of this, it is something we can't avoid). They are still necessary, though, for the progress of ideas.
What happens, however, in our societies? In the West, tolerance has been imposed as something useful, but racism, mysogyny, LGBTphobia, etc. are still realities that many people even hate to discuss (many people attack feminism, for instance). In the Muslim world, tolerance died centuries ago, and an enormous amount of groups appeared. We are still reinforcing through our culture this intolerance, based on unreasonable discrimination: country of origin, skin color, studies, amount of money, gender, sexuality, beliefs, family/tribe name, etc. You can realize this inability to accept the different for instance in the topic of marriage, at what type of characteristic will people, parents, or ourselves if we have sons or daughters to marry, will look at. And it's not always the obvious (like don’t be racist). It is usually ideological. We can't accept other mentalities because we weren't taught about that, because the group we belong to doesn't want that.
Tolerance isn't only about accepting black people, or trans people, or seeing women as equals. People will probably try to appear as tolerant in that sense, because it is useful for them. However, as a moral trait, these people are not genuinely tolerant, but conveniently civilized. Real tolerance is being able to respect others by their opinion, beliefs, lifestyle, and of course, biological circumstances. Accept them as long as you are not tolerating the intolerant.
This conflict is paradoxical, and it is a well known paradox in social sciences (originally proposed by Karl Popper). The problem with tolerating the intolerant, as I said at the start of this entry, is precisely how fast and easily their intolerance spreads (because it is natural). As individuals and iA as free thinkers, we should fight to develop tolerance within ourselves and condemn intolerance even when it is present in those people who are part of "our" group (be it our racial "group", ideological, whatever). Intolerance isn't a joke, it's a social human and moral issue of high importance, and has always shaped our destiny.
Thus, I can only advise my readers to dedicate some time to observe that aspect of their hearts, if they behaved in a tolerant manner, identify our errors, ask for forgiveness to the Most Merciful, and ask him to guide us and make us more aware of being tolerant when we are, again, tested in life. Remember to ask Him to guide me as well, iA.
By 3wliya_maryam in deep poetryPlease let me help you
Let me help you get this through
We share the same blood
And I want you to be loved
Look I know that you're depressed
And I know that you're in distress
But I wish you could open up
Instead of always shutting up
You choose to conceal yourself
And I still don't know why
sometimes I hate myself
For even having to try
To make you fess up
I know you don't want my help
Maybe I do suck at giving advice
But why should I leave you to silently yelp
When I'm here for you, but you're just like ice
I am always contemplating
And always wondering
Whether I've done more than enough
I want to be there for you
But you keep pushing me away
So I chose to do the same
Please let me help you
Let me help you get this through
We share the same blood
And I want you to be loved.
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