Masjid Nabvi Sheikhul Hadith Quran Tafseer Scholars ustad visits Darul Uloom Deoband India

Bismillahir Rahmanirraheem,

1. This is Report of visit of Sheikhul hadith and Scholar of Quranic Tafseer of Masjid e Nabvi Sallallahu Alaihi wasallam (Madeena Munawwara Saudi Arab)  
Muhammad ahmad al Hazeeri Hifzullah, (Sheikhul hadith)
Fazilatus Sheikh Abdul Majee sulaiman (Ustad Quranic Tafseer)
Fazilatus Sheikh Abdullah  (Ustad )
to one of the greatest seat of Islamic learning in the present day Islamic world,Darul Uloom Deoband Sharanpur U.P. India on 6th March 2013.

2. Darul Uloom is Mother of the lakhs of Islamic Madarsas and Institutions throughout the world. 

3.It is distinguished Alma Matter of Many of the luminous Stars of Islamic world whose services for Islam are golden chapter of Islamic History. Which has benefited the millions of the humanity.

4. As The Imam e Heram Sheikh Saud as Shuraim During his India tour on 4th mach 2012 has rightly said that any Islamic service and Dawah description without taking name of Darul Uloom Deoband is incomplete.

5. Fazilatus Sheikh Abdul Majee sulaiman (Ustad Quranic Tafseer) also composed an arabic Poem in connection with Darul Uloom Deoband.

6. May Allah barkat in life of ulemas and their contacts with each other and give taufeeq to general public to get benefited from Ulemas and Scholars.

(Full detail is available with thanks from http://www.darululoom-deoband.com/urdu/index.php?main=news/index.php?lang=ur%26id=68)

Islamic Poem in English on Dawah and Tablighi Jamaat

Reproduced with Jazakallah o Khair from http://theijtema.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/poem-on-the-work-of-tabligh/ who has credited to following brothers. [Credit:Tablighudeen / Brother akabirofdeoband] Jazakallah O Khair for all.

 POEM ON DAWAH O TABLEEGH

They came a-knocking on my door,

Not one- not two- not three, but four

I was half asleep you could hear me snore

Those brothers with tablighi tendencies hardcore.

I tried my best to ignore,

Those people whom I used to abhor,

I always thought of tabligh as quite a bore.

Those pacifists who never talk of war.

But this was before I used to pray

To me spirituality was just a cliche,

So I wasted my entire life away

9 to 5 work was my routine everyday

But something woke me from my hibernation,

Perhaps it was divine decree for my salvation?

So I went down the stairs with trepidation

And opened the door with hesitation.

We exchanged salams and I let them enter,

They suggested I visit the markaz- the tablighi center,

So I agreed eventually not wishing to dissent

And they made me stand and wrote down my intent.

And ever since I have travelled the globe,

In my coloured hat and delightful robe,

Gone are the nights of the flashing disco strobe

The Masjid has become my nocturnal abode.

And in my days I call to ALLAH-the heavenly Lord,

And besides him none deserves to be adored,

Doors are slammed in my face and I am often ignored,

But I aspire in Jannah to a great reward

I no Longer drive a Lamborghini,

My wife sports now a niqaab, and not a bikini

The sunnah of milk has replaced my Vodka martini,

Oh what joy to be a tablighi

What do kings know of what we own?

They but delight in their earthly throne

Praise be to God who kept the pleasures of tabligh unknown,

How can the deaf man appreciate Beethoven’s tone?

How many a person has been caused by tabligh to convert,

By the simplicity of message-pure and clean without dirt

This sweet spiritual nectarous desert,

Waking and changing sinful hearts that once were inert

There may not be pamphlets or elaborate computer graphics,

No polished speeches to give people kicks,

No free-mixing of guys and chicks

Like some conferences –we’ve all seen the pix

But to nourish water just needs to be simple and pure

This much my friend I can assure

That though it has no electrifying allure

It’s a way oft-tried and most secure

Scientists say a true equation’s truth lies in its simplicity,

So Said William of Ockham in conformity,

Tabligh is simple , true and full of authenticity,

In both worlds it will give you felicity.

There’s no takalluf – or fake duplicity,

Only a shallow pond pretends to have depth with turbidity,

So in this age of media spin an sophistry

Tableegh provides us with many a refreshing quality

Purity, probity, modesty, integrity, certainty.

[Credit:Tablighudeen / Brother akabirofdeoband]

ARABIC POEM ON DAWAT O TABLIGH By Abul Khair Ustad

Fazilatus Sheikh Hazrat  C.K.Abul Khair Ustad is Noted Islamic Scholar from Indian state of Kerala.After completing his studies in kerala he went to Darul Uloom Deoband the highest Islamic seat of learning in Indian Subcontinent.He is a Prolific writer Orator and has very strong relation with general People.
He is a scholar in Arabic and Malayalam Language.He has so much command in Arabic that he can express himself even in Poetry. He has written many poems in Arabic. One of his poem in Arabic is on the subject that why following one of the four Imam is very important and safe.He is one of flag bearer of true Islamic thought of Salafus Salehin. He is among those scholars who are carrying the legacy of Ahle Sunnat Wal Jamaat Principles in Malayalam Language in the state of Kerala.
In the below poem he has praised the effort of Dawat o Tabligh in Arabic Poetry..May Allah give more and more such Ulema to Ummah.

Preparation of Ramzan Arrival, Islamic Poem on virtuous month of Ramzan and Fasting and Lailatul Qadr/ Shab-e-Qadr/ The night of Power

Poem: A Blessed Month is Casting its Shadow upon Us!

By Noor Syed

In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Kind

A blessed month is casting its shadow upon us
A night of this month is better than a thousand months
Bear with patience for the sake of Ar-Rahman
It's a continuous training to strengthen our Imaan.

Glory be to Allah who sent Ramadan as a mercy to mankind
It's a purification of our soul, our heart, and our mind
With the most sincere devotion and love we fast
To be cleansed and free from sins of the past <>

Glorified is He, who choseth this holy month,
To test our sabr and fill our hearts with warmth
Of His Divine Light, His blessings shall glow,
The Seer of the unseen, all He does know 

Ya Allah! For thee, let my breath be more pleasant than musk
Ya Allah! For thee, let me be thankful when day turns to dusk
My thoughts and heart are purified, my eyes truly see...
This blessed month, the month of spiritual rhapsody!

Ya Allah! For thee, my life I shall live!
Ya Allah! For thee, my soul I shall give!
In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Kind,
Praise be to Allah, Who sent Ramadan as a gift to mankind




Taken with thanks to Janab Noor Syed and http://www.albalagh.net/general/0087.shtml