Sultan Baybars & Imam Nawawi.

Al Salamu 'Alaykum.
Imam Nawawi came into conflict with Dhahir Baybars, the ruler of Sham and Egypt. Dhahir requested a fatwa from the scholars that money should be collected in order to prepare an army to fight the Tatars in 658 H. When the Tatars occupied Baghdad and advanced upon Palestine and turned towards Sham, he requested a fatwa while the Tatars were in Palestine that money should be collected to purchase weapons.
Every single scholar issued the fatwa except for an-Nawawi. He said: “I will not provide you with such a fatwa.”
Dhahir asked: “Why not? I want to purchase arms for this struggle, and you refuse to issue a fatwa for it? The entire Ummah and Religion will be exposed to loss.”
He replied: “Because you came to us as a slave who owned nothing, and I see that you now own gardens, servants, slave girls, silver, and gold. So, if you sell all of these things and still need money after that, I will issue the fatwa you seek.”
He said: “Leave Sham.”
And he left and went to a small village in Nawa (his hometown). The scholars came to Dhahir Baybras and said to him: “The scholars of Sham are nothing without Muhi ad-Din an-Nawawi.”
He replied: “Bring him back.” They then went to an-Nawawi and said: “Come back, O Muhi ad-Din.”
Nawawi said: “By Allah, I will not go back while Dhahir is in it,” and Allah fulfilled his oath: Dhahir died a month later, and an-Nawawi returned to Sham.
['Fi Dhilal Surat at-Tawbah'; p. 67-68]
Taken from Iskandrani.

Daggers In My Heart.

Al Salamu 'Alaykum.

Borivali is a suburb of Bombay. It is primarily a ghetto of Gujarati and Marathi middle and lower middle class people with their own prejudices and hatreds. The Gujaratis and Jains in particular have an inveterate hatred for the Muslims, as those who followed the Gujarat pogrom of Mahatma Modi must be knowing.

Brother Muhammad Nawaz Doli is a Muslim who lives in Borivali. Like a simple, straightforward Muslim he decided to put his little daughter in a local playgroup that was close to his house. Little did he know that the Gujarati & Jain parents of other children would close ranks to exclude his 2 year old daughter from the group and its activities. Not only that but he and his wife were also not invited to Parent-Teacher meetings because other parents objected to "such people" in the group.

Apparently the girl's grandpa used to be lungi-clad and eat pan outside the playgroup. But the Gujaratis are forever chewing pan and gutka and mawa and tobacco in their own local dress. Is it any less kosher if done by a Muslim?

I can't find it in my heart to blame the spineless owner of the playgroup for her behavior. After all, she is in it for the money, not for the principle of the thing. The brother has withdrawn his daughter from the group that treated her like an achoot (untouchable) and filed a police complaint. More strength to him.

But the dagger in my heart is because of my own community.

Why do we expose our young children and their souls to such scarring?

Why do we stand and beg in front of schools run by Christians and Jews and Marwaris and Hindus for seats for our kids?

When are we going to have our own playgroups and KG schools?

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

We don't expect Christians to give us our Dar ul 'Ulum Deoband.

We don't expect Marathis to give us Nadwatul 'Ulama.

We don't expect Jains to give us our Mosques and Maktabs.

Then why do we expect the Kuffar to give us our secular educational institutes?

Why not set them up ourselves and then say, "To hell with you! We don't need you!"

May Allah protect the Muslims of India and their sons and daughters and may we never forget,

"Kafir La Aytebaar".

Read the newspiece here: http://www.dnaindia.com/mumbai/report_man-cries-religion-bias-at-playschool_1623730

Wa'laykum Salam.