THE MAPILLA MUSLIMS OF KERALAA.I. MAKKIWho are the Mapillas?Islam in India began in Kerala, and the Mapillas are the descendants of the first Indian Muslims. It is a open fact that long before the Muslims settled in northern India, there were colonies of Muslims in South India.Kerala holds an all-important ...
21st Century Ba Ba Black SheepBa Ba Black Sheep, have you any woolBa Ba Black Sheep, have you any wool No Sir No Sir, I am not a FoolNo Sir No Sir, I am not a Fool I am not a Fool, to give you woolYou take my wool and kill me ...
The poem written by Marhoom Yaqoob ibn Aiyyoub, Al Aiyyoubi, Aal Sultaniyyah, May Allah illumine his grave (in 1968). Rats were a menace in his library and he feared that the Quran, Hadith and other religious books would be defiled and damaged. Another of his brothers Salim ibn Aiyyoub loved ...
Mother a gift of Allah.Mother, a sight of delight to the eyes of a child.Mother, a fragrance of hopeto a disheartened child .Mother, a word of loveto an orphan.Mother, a thought which makes me fearless.Mother, the sound which conveys comfort.
The Question of life, death and the purpose of it.Time is fleeting. Life is short.Pack your bags and be ready for death!Death is approaching fast,nearing every moment.But...can I die? When the reason of my life is still left?
Time is fleeting. Life is short.Time is fleeting. Life is short.Pack your bags and be ready for death!Death is approaching fast,nearing every moment.But...can I die? When the reason of my life is still left?
We need realise our bonds and ties, Feel their pain and hear their cries This ummah is sleeping with closed eyes, Not understanding what’s going on, as issues arise, Oh what they disguise, do I despise, Sadly seeing the Ummah none the wise, Oh what a suprise, ...
I apologise for all the times I shoulda said sorry, These are the words that’ll be on our tongues, Be it the elders or even be it the youngs, Time will stand still as there begins a small chill, There’s nothing more you can fulfill, When finally the ...
The sound of whips and chains to comfort me, That’s not one wants to be saying in eternity, Fruits and wines of the HIGHEST degree, Now that definitely is a guarantee, If only we could see, just how it would be, There’d be no problems, I’m sure ...
