What Heaven and Hell are like?

An Angel was having a conversation with the Lord 

One day and said, "Lord, I would like to know 

what Heaven and Hell are like?"

The Lord sent the Angel to two doors. The Angel 

opened one of the doors and looked in. 

In the middle of the room was a large round table. 

In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew 

which smelled delicious and made the Angel's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. 

They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons 

with very long handles that were strapped to their arms 

and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew 

and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than 

their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The Angel shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, "You have seen Hell. Now go to the next door."

The Angel went to the next room and opened the door. 

It was exactly the same as the first one. There was 

the large round table with the large pot of stew which made 

the Angel's mouth water. The people were equipped with 

the same long handled spoons, but here the people were 

well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The Angel said, "I don't understand.""It is simple" said the Lord, 

"it requires but one skill. You see, they have learned to share 

by feeding each other, while the greedy think only of themselves."

Moral of the story: Its people's attitude that makes our place of work, 

a hell or heaven! 'Help and Seek Help' this makes all the difference 

to each individual's life and makes our lives hell or heaven. 

Success and happiness is all about effective team-work 

make it a great place to work.

Inspiring Story: The Path to Paradise

Every Friday afternoon, after the Jummah service at the Central Mosque, 

the Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and 

hand out "Path to Paradise" and other Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for 

the Imam and his eleven year old son to go to the streets with their 

booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, 

I am ready!' His 'Al Mualim' dad asked, 'Ready for what?'

'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.' 

Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's also pouring rain.'

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, are not people 

still going to hell, even though it's raining?' Dad answers, 'Son, 

I am not going out in this weather.'

Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?' His father hesitated

 for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. 

Be careful son.' 'Thanks, Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy 

walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody 

he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone chilled wet 

and down to his very last booklet. He stopped on a corner and looked 

for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk 

to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody 

answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. 

He waited but still no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old Dawah (Inviting to the way of submission and 

surrender to Allah) expert turned to leave, but something stopped him. 

Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on 

the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway 

was a very sad looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?'

With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 

"Ma'am, I am sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that 

'Allah really loves and cares for you' and I came to give you my very last booklet 

which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and 

how to achieve His pleasure."

With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave. 

She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Friday afternoon after Jummah service the Imam was giving 

some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have 

questions or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over 

the speaker. As the voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment 

was plainly evident in it even though she was not to be seen, 

"No one in this gathering knows me. I have never been here before. 

You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim. My husband passed 

on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Friday, 

being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that 

I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. 

I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and 

fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, 

so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the 

loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I will wait a minute 

and whoever it is will go away.

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and 

more insistent and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. 

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings 

my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started 

for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, 

for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy 

I had ever seen in my life. His smile, oh, I could never describe it to you! 

The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long 

been dead to leap to life as he exclaimed with a cherub like voice, 

'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that Allah really loves and cares for you!' 

Then he gave me this booklet, 'Path to Paradise' that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door

and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope 

and chair. I would not be needing them any more.

You see, I am now a happy vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of 

your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here 

to personally say Thank You to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time 

and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.

There was not a dry eye in the mosque. And as shouts of Takbir! Allahu Akbar 

(God is the greatest)! rented the air, even among the ladies.

The Imam (dad) descended from the pulpit to the front row where the 

little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no Jamaat (Assembly) has had a more glorious moment and probably 

this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and 

honor for his son, except for one, this very one.

You are the best community evolved for mankind; you enjoin the right conduct 

and forbid indecency and you believe in Allah. Noble Qur'an (3:110)

Invite to the way of your Lord with wisdom and beautiful preaching and 

argue with them in ways that are best and most gracious. Noble Qur'an (16:125)

Inspiring Story-Strength lies in unity

Once upon a time, there was a flock of doves that flew

in search of food led by their king. One day, they had 

flown a long distance and were very tired. The dove king 

encouraged them to fly a little further. The smallest dove 

picked up speed and found some rice scattered beneath 

a banyan tree. So all the doves landed and began to eat.

Suddenly a net fell over them and they were all trapped. 

They saw a hunter approaching carrying a huge club. 

The doves desperately fluttered their wings trying to 

get out, but to no avail.

The king had an idea. He advised all the doves to fly up 

together carrying the net with them. He said that there 

was strength in unity.

Each dove picked up a portion of the net and together 

they flew off carrying the net with them. The hunter looked 

up in astonishment. He tried to follow them, but they were 

flying high over hills and valleys. They flew to a hill near a 

city of temples where there lived a mouse who could help them. 

He was a faithful friend of the dove king.

When the mouse heard the loud noise of their approach, 

he went into hiding. The dove king gently called out to him 

and then the mouse was happy to see him. The dove king 

explained that they had been caught in a trap and needed 

the mouse's help to gnaw at the net with his teeth and 

set them free.

The mouse agreed saying that he would set the king free first.

The king insisted that he first free his subjects and the king 

last. The mouse understood the king's feelings and compled 

with his wishes. He began to cut the net and one by one all

the doves were freed including the dove king.

They all thanked the mouse and flew away together, united 

in their strength.

Moral of the Story: 

Strength lies in unity and weakness in division.

Clever Fisherman and The King

As King Parveez and Queen Shireen were sitting in 

their palace one day, a fisherman who was selling 

beautiful fish was brought in front of them. 

King Parveez decided to buy a fish and gave the 

fisherman 4000 dirham for it. The fisherman was 

overjoyed. He thanked King Parveez and left.

Queen Shireen turned to her husband in anger and 

scolded him for paying so much for a fish. 

King Parveez let her have her say but said that 

the fish was purchased and that there was nothing 

that could be done about it.

However, the Queen Shireen was adamant and 

insisted that the fisherman be brought back.

"We will ask the fisherman about the gender of the fish," 

she said. "If he answers that it is female, we will say that 

we wanted a male fish and if his response is that it is male, 

we will say that we wanted a female fish! Either way, 

we will be able to return the fish and have our money back."

So the poor fisherman was called back and was asked 

the question. Fortunately, he was clever enough not to 

be caught out. Fisherman replied, "This fish is unique in 

the sense that it is neutral i.e., it's neither male nor female."

King Parveez was so impressed by the ingenuity of the man 

that he ordered a further 4000 dirham to be paid to him. 

The fisherman thanked the King Parveez again but as he 

was about to leave with the heavy bag of money, one of 

the coins fell onto the floor. The fisherman immediately 

bent down to look for the coin. Queen Shireen was 

already upset that the fisherman had been given 8000 dirham.

"Look how miserly this man is!" the Queen Shireen exclaimed. 

"One coin has fallen out of his bag full of money and he 

searches for it instead of leaving it for some other poor

 servant to find."

The fisherman heard this remark and said, "O Queen, 

it is not out of miserliness that I search for the coin but 

rather because it had the picture of generous King Parveez

 on it. I would not tolerate anyone to cause dishonour to 

the King Parveez by treading on the coin."

King Parveez was so flattered with this response that he 

immediately called for another 4000 dirham to be given to 

the fisherman. When Queen Shireen saw all this, she thought 

it was better to hold her tongue and let the fisherman go 

with the 12000 dirham before the King decided to increase 

the amount again.

Lessons from Life: Speech is an Art. If one knows what, 

when and how to talk then such a person will be successful 

in life.

Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAW) has said, "The beauty of man 

is in the clarity of his tongue."

Imam Ali bin Abi Talib (as) has said, "Your tongue is 

the translator of your intellect."

Imam Ali bin Abi Talib (as) has said, "The most foolish person

 is one, who considers himself the wisest!"

Imam Hossein (as) has said, "Wisdom of a human being will 

attain the highest level only by following the truth."

Imam Jafar Sadegh (as) has said, "A wise man will not be 

bitten twice by the same snake in a hole!"

Imam Jafar Sadegh (as) has said, "The most knowledgeable 

person is one who runs away from ignorant people."

Imam Musa Kazem (as) has said, "The sleep of a wise man 

is far better than vigilance of a fool during the night."

Imam Musa Kazem (as) has said, "Human being has not 

been given anything higher than wisdom and intellect."

In other words, a person's intellect and wisdom is 

recognized through his speech.

Beautiful Inspiring Story: Dad's Blessings

A young man was getting ready to  graduate from college. 

For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car 

in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well 

afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs 

that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of 

his graduation, his father called him into his private study. 

His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, 

and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son 

a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but some what 
disappointed, the young man opened the box and found 
a lovely, leather-bound Holy Quran, 

with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angry, 
he raised his voice to his father and said "With all your money, 
you give me a Holy Quran ?" and stormed out of the house, 
leaving the Holy Quran.

Many years passed and the young man was very successful in 
business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but 
realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should 
go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. 
Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram 
telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his 
possessions to his son. 

He needed to come home immediately and take care of 
things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness 
and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's 
important papers and saw the still new Holy Quran, just as he had left it 
years ago. With tears, he opened the Holy Quran and began to turn 
the pages. And as he did, a car key dropped from the back of 
the Holy Quran.

It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had 

the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his 
graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.

Lesson from the Inspiring Story:

How many times do we miss God's blessings and answers to 

our prayers because they do not arrive exactly as we have expected?

Unknown 

Presented by Hassan Ali

Beautiful Story: Hope and Greed

Abbasid Caliph Haroon Rashid desired that any one who had seen 

the Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAW) in his lifetime be brought before him.

After some time a very old woman was brought before 

the Caliph Haroon Rashid.

 The Caliph Haroon Rashid asked the old woman, 

"Did you see Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAW) yourself?"

 She said, "Yes! Oh Sir." 

The Caliph Haroon Rashid then asked her if she remembered 

any narration from him. She said yes and said,

 "When old age comes two things become young, 

one is hope (lofty aspirations) and the other is greed."

The Caliph Haroon Rashid thanked her and 

gave her one hundred dinars. 

The woman thanked the Caliph Haroon Rashid and 

she was taken back.

Half the way some thought passed through her mind and 

she desired to be brought before the Caliph Haroon Rashid 

once more. 

When she was shown in, the Caliph Haroon Rashid asked, 

"Well, why have you come back?" 

She said. "I just came to inquire whether the monies you gave me 

were once for all or is it to continue every year?"

The Caliph Haroon Rashid thought. 

"How true is the Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAW) word?" 

she has hope of life even now and she has greed for money too. 

The Caliph Haroon Rashid said, 

"Don't worry; you will be paid every year." 

She was taken back but on the way she breathed her last.

What is Greed?

Greed is the excess fondness of money and fortune. 

It is one of the bad manners that draw to various evils and sins.

Disadvantages of Greed:

Greed enslaves man and causes him grief. The greedy cares only 

for collecting fortunes without stopping at any limit. 

Whenever he achieves a goal, he works for achieving another and, 

so, he becomes the slave of avidity until death strikes him. 

He, also, exerts laborious efforts for collecting riches, 

but he is the less beneficiary.

He tires for gaining fortunes, but death comes unexpectedly upon him 

to deprive him of enjoying that fortune. 

The heirs, then, enjoy his fortune very easily.

 Furthermore, greed takes to the slips of sinful matters 

that produce problematic situations in the world to come. 

It also hinders from doing charity.

Amir al- Mumini Imam Ali A.S  said: 

"Know with certainty that you cannot achieve your desire 

and cannot exceed your destined life. 

You are on the track of those before you.

Therefore, be humble in seeking and moderate in earning 

because often seeking leads to deprivation.

Every seeker of livelihood does not get it, 

nor is everyone who is moderate in seeking deprived."

Amir al-Muminin (as): 

A greedy man will always find himself in the shackles of humility..

Amir al-Muminin (as):

 Greed is the key to trouble and carries man to hardship. 

It causes him to commit sin.

Imam Muhammad al-Baqir (as) said: "

In his love for the world, the greedy is like the silkworm: 

the more it wraps in its cocoon, the less it has of escaping from it, 

until it dies of grief."


Presented by Hassan Ali

Inspiring Story :The Apple Tree and the Boy

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come 

and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, 

took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and 

the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by. The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around 

the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.

"I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." 

The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them."

"Sorry, but I don't have money. But you can pick all my apples and sell them. 

So, you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples 

on the tree and left happily.

The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. 

"Come and play with me" the tree said.

"I don't have time to play. I have to work for family. 

We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?"

"Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches

 to build your house."So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. 

The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. 

The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. 

"Come and play with me!" the tree said. The boy said, "I am sad and getting old. 

I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?"

"Use my truck to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." 

So the boy cut the tree truck to make a boat. He went sailing 

and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. 

But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you." 

the tree said.

"I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.

"No more truck for you to climb on"

"I am too old for that now" the boy said.

"I really can't give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots." 

the tree said with tears.

"I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." 

the boy replied."Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. 

Come, come sit down with me and rest."

The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

Lessons to Learn From Heart Touching Story:

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, 

we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grown up, we left them, 

only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.

No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could 

to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how all of us 

are treating our parents. So Respect Parents and help them when they really need you, 

Love them,Take care of them as they take care of you when you was small baby. 

Allah/God Will be happy with you if you keep your parents happy. 

That is what i can say 

Author: Unknown

Presented by Hassan Ali

Inspiring Story : Never Give up in Life..

 A man woke up early in order to pray the Fajr (Morning) prayer 

in the Masjid (Mosque). He got dressed, made his Wudhu (ablution) 

and was on his way to the Masjid.

On his way to the Masjid, the man fell and his clothes got dirty. 

He got up, brushed himself off, and headed home. At home, 

he changed his clothes, made his ablution, and was, again, 

on his way to the Masjid. On his way to the Masjid, he fell again 

and at the same spot! He, again, got up, brushed himself off 

and headed home. At home he, once again, changed his clothes, 

made his ablution and was on his way to the Masjid.

On his way to the Masjid, he met a man holding a lamp.

He asked the man of his identity and the man replied "

I saw you fall twice on your way to the Masjid, so I brought a lamp 

so I can light your way." The first man thanked him profoundly

 and the two were on their way to the Masjid.

Once at the Masjid, the first man asked the man with the lamp 

to come in and pray Fajr with him. The second man refused. 

The first man asked him a couple more times and, again, 

the answer was the same. 

The first man asked him why he did not wish to come in and pray.

The man replied "I am Shaitan (Devil)." The man was shocked at this reply. 

Shaitan (Devil) went on to explain, "I saw you on your way to 

the Masjid and it was I who made you fall. When you went home, 

cleaned yourself and went back on your way to the Masjid,

Allah forgave all of your sins. I made you fall a second time, and 

even that did not encourage you to stay home, but rather, 

you went back on your way to the Masjid. Because of that, 

Allah forgave all the sins of the people of your household.

I was afraid if I made you fall one more time, then Allah will forgive 

the sins of the people of your village, so I made sure that 

you reached the Masjid safely."

  Conclusion: So do not let Shaitan (Devil) benefit from his actions.

 Do not put off a good that you intended to do as you 

never know how much reward you might receive from the hardships

 you encounter while trying to achieve that good.

often (Shaitan) Devil In many religions, the major personified spirit of evil,

 ruler of Hell, and foe of God. Used with the.

A subordinate evil spirit; a demon.

A wicked or malevolent person.

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