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		<title>2 Cases of Murder &amp; Justice in Afghanistan.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[2 Cases of Murder &#38; Justice in Afghanistan:My Life with the Taliban &#8211; [by Mulla Zaeef] Page 76-78:http://kalamullah.com/Books/Life%20With%20The%20Taliban.pdf Mawlawi Pasanai Saheb was known for his impartial judgments and rulings. Whoever was brought before him, even if they were relatives or friends &#8211; would receive the same treatment and the same judgement. He followed God’s orders [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=750&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<h2 style="font-family:&quot;"><a href="" name="_Toc306958423"><span lang="EN-AU">2 Cases of Murder &amp; Justice </span></a><span lang="EN-AU">in Afghanistan:<br /></span><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><b>My Life with the Taliban</b> &#8211; [by Mulla Zaeef] Page 76-78:<br /></span><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:9pt;line-height:115%;"><a href="http://kalamullah.com/Books/Life%20With%20The%20Taliban.pdf">http://kalamullah.com/Books/Life%20With%20The%20Taliban.pdf</a></span><span lang="EN-AU"></span></h2>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><br />Mawlawi Pasanai Saheb was known for his impartial judgments and rulings. Whoever was brought before him, even if they were relatives or friends &#8211; would receive the same treatment and the same judgement. He followed God’s orders as specified in the Islamic shari’a law. <br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">I remember many of the cases we dealt with, but two in particular stick out;</span></div>
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<p><span style="font-size:small;"><br /><b><u>Story #1</u></b>:</span><br /></span></div>
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">There is a place near Pashmol called Shukur Hill where most sentences against murder cases were carried out. When a convict was led up the mountain to receive his punishment we would secure the area. Twan, also known as <b>Qurban, had slaughtered a man with a knife in cold blood in my childhood village of Charshakha. He was brought to Shukur Hill.</b></span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="color:#20124d;font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">Many muslim fighters had gathered there, and the father of the victim and his family were waiting for him. When Twan was brought onto the empty square the people started to beg the father of the victim for forgiveness, as was the custom in these cases.<br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="color:#20124d;font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">The Ulema’ explained the virtue of forgiveness, other people offered money, and some commanders pledged weapons. One of the com- manders offered fifty Kalashnikovs and some money on behalf of the condemned man, but the father of the victim could not be convinced to forgive Twan. The on-duty personnel gave him a knife and Twan was brought to him with his hands and legs tied.<b> The father of the victim walked over to him slowly, rolling up his sleeves. He first knelt on the ground then uttered Allahu Akbar loudly and put the knife on Twan’s neck.</b></span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="color:#20124d;font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">Taking back the knife and raising it in the air, he started to speak. “<b>Look! God has given me this power. No one can release you from me but God. You are the one who brutally killed my son without any lawful reason. Based on the shari’a, God has given me the right to take revenge for my dear son or to forgive you for sake of God. Forgiveness pleases God more than revenge. I forgive you</b>, so that God</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="color:#20124d;font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">will be pleased with me. Now it is he who shall take revenge when the final day comes”.</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><span style="color:#20124d;">He threw the knife away and at once people were crying out the takbir, others were firing guns and the people were rushing forward to kiss the hands and feet of the father. Someone untied the hands of Twan but he could not move or talk for a full five minutes.</span> People</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">congratulated him on this unexpected chance for a new life and told him that he should devote himself to Islam and the worship of God.</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">“God has shown mercy. Regret your deeds and never even think of actions like these again”, he was told. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="color:#741b47;font-family:&quot;"><b><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">I was convinced that the man would never commit another crime, but he soon killed again. I also heard that he himself was killed in a robbery a short while later.</span></b></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">My Life with the Taliban [by Mulla Zaeef] &#8211; Page 75-76</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><span style="font-size:large;"><b><u>Story #2</u></b></span>: <br /></span></div>
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><span style="font-size:small;">Another case t</span>hat Mawlawi Pasanai ruled on was that of the murder of an entire family and their guest. A man called Mohammad Nabi from Girdi Jangal camp had gone to the house of the baaja or husband of the sister of his former wife. He was warmly welcomed by his wife’s sister and her husband. Another guest arrived and dinner was served when night fell and it became dark outside. <span style="color:#660000;">Mohammad Nabi and the other guest decided to stay overnight and settled in the guestroom to sleep, while his baaja and her family retired to their rooms. <b>When everyone was asleep, Mohammad Nabi, a trained butcher by profession, took a cleaver and beheaded the other guest in his room. </b></span><br style="color:#660000;" /><br style="color:#660000;" /><span style="color:#660000;">Then <b>he proceeded through the house killing the entire family room by room; there were eleven victims in total: a woman, two men and eight children including a six-month old baby. Before he left the house, he chopped all the bodies into pieces</b> and brought them down to the basement. </span>He was arrested in Panjpayi Camp in Baluchistan by the Muslim fighters and brought to Kandahar, where he confessed to the crime but never explained why he did it. During the court sessions and while in prison Mohammad Nabi would often say that he should be killed, but<b><span style="color:#990000;"> never told us why he had butchered the family of his baaja. </span></b><br /><span style="color:#990000;">More than once he said he wanted to be killed. In his dreams he could see the small children, their limbs in his hands, blood everywhere. Every night they would come to him and ask him why he had so brutally killed them.</span> “What did we do?” they would ask him. Mohammad Nabi could not sleep; <i><b>“my heart is heavy, please have mercy and kill me soon”</b></i>, he often told the judge. He was condemned to death and the sentence was due to be carried out at the riverside between Kushkak and Nelgham. Relatives and friends of the family had come with their guests.</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">They had selected two men one from each family to avenge the deaths of their relatives. The two men were both brothers of a victim. When Mohammad Nabi was brought before them at the riverside no one asked for forgiveness. Neither the mullahs nor the people said a word, even though Mawlawi Pasanai Saheb had instructed the Ulema’ to ask for mercy and to pray for him. Not even the friends or family of Mohammad Nabi had come to collect his body. I went to Judge Maw-lawi Saheb. I asked for permission to have Mohammad Nabi perform two rak’at [2 units of prayer] and that he should be instructed to utter the kalima [testimony of Islamic belief]. With the permission of Mawlawi Saheb I went to Mohammad Nabi. <b>I told him</b> that the relatives had arrived and that they would avenge what he had done. <b>Now would be the time for him to perform a last prayer towards the Ka’aba and proclaim the creed of faith. <span style="color:#cc0000;">But Mohammad Nabi looked straight at me and said, “Just kill me now. I can still see those limbless children in my hands. I can’t pray or pro- claim the creed of faith”.</span></b></span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:&quot;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="color:black;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;"><b>I was surprised and astonished by his words. I begged him to reconsider.<span style="color:#cc0000;"> I tried to change his mind for a long time but all he would say is, “Just kill me”</span>. Finally Mawlawi Saheb told me to leave him alone. I was pleading with him until the very last moment when he was shot by the heirs of his victims. <span style="color:#cc0000;">He died without praying or uttering the kalima</span>.</b> The victims’ families became ecstatic after he was shot; people screamed and threw their turbans in the air. For me, Mohammad Nabi was proof that a cruel man will die without even being able to pray or proclaim his faith. If a man is not guidedby God himself, no experience or amount of suffering will show him the right path.<br /></span></div>
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		<title>&quot;He brought out his arm and the hand was cut off..&quot;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some fighters came from Syria, heading for Yemen, and ‘Umar had dishes of food that he would set out after Fajr. One of those men came and sat down, and started to eat, using his left. ‘Umar – who used to watch the people whilest they were eating – said to him: “Eat with your [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=747&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>Some fighters came from Syria, heading for Yemen, and ‘Umar had  dishes of food that he would set out after Fajr. One of those men came  and sat down, and started to eat, using his left. ‘Umar – who used to  watch the people whilest they were eating – said to him: “Eat with your  right hand,” but he did not respond ‘Umar repeated it, and he said, “O’  Ameer al-Mu’mineen, it is busy.” When he had finished eating, ‘Umar  called him and said, “What kept your right hand busy?” He brought out  his arm and the hand was cut off. ‘Umar said, “What is this?” He said,  “I lost my hand on the day of al-Yarmook.” He said, “Who does wudoo’ for  you?” He said, “I do wudoo’ with my left hand, and Allah helps me.” He  said, “Where are you going?” He said, “Yemen, to my mother whom I have  not seen for many years.” He said, “And you honour your mother too.” And  he ordered that he be given a servant and five camels from the camels  given in charity, and he loaded them up for him.”</b></p>
<p>‘Umar ibn Al-Khattab his life and times by Dr. ‘Ali Muhammad as-Sallabi.
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		<description><![CDATA[By Shaykh Ṣāliḥ al-Maghāmasī Watch Arabic video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAbOQ3plN2I I know of a man from Egypt who performed Ḥajj 32 years ago in his youth. He, at the time, was riding in a nine-passenger vehicle. In the front seats were a husband and wife. Behind them was a woman very old in age who, due [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=746&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<div style="color:#351c75;font-family:&quot;">I know of a man from Egypt who performed Ḥajj 32 years ago in his  youth. He, at the time, was riding in a nine-passenger vehicle. In the  front seats were a husband and wife. Behind them was a woman very old in  age who, due to the congestion inside, was in an uncomfortable  position, and her age and body’s condition didn’t help the situation any  better. So, the man who I know tried to convince the man in the front  to switch seats with the old woman so that she could up front. He  refused, but this man kept on pushing him to do it until he finally  accepted. &nbsp;The husband ended up going to the back seat and the old woman  was able to sit up front. When the old woman felt relaxed and was able  to extend her legs she said to this man, in her local dialect, what  means, <i><b>“May Allāh not prevent you from Ḥajj every year.”</b></i></div>
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<blockquote><p><span style="color:#351c75;font-family:&quot;">This man has performed Ḥajj until now—and I know him—for 32 years. 32  pilgrimages since she supplicated for him that year! Sometimes a new  year comes and the time of Ḥajj approaches, but he doesn’t have the  money or even the intention to perform it. Yet, without any notice, he’s  led to perform Ḥajj by the blessing of that woman’s supplication.</span></p></blockquote>
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<div style="font-family:&quot;">`Alī (may Allāh be pleased with him) said, <span style="color:#38761d;">“Allāh has concealed two  within two: He has concealed His pleasure in righteous acts, so one does  not know which righteous act of his pleases Allāh; and <b>He has concealed  His </b></span><b><i>awliyā’</i><span style="color:#38761d;"> amongst His servants, so one does not know which servant of Allāh is His </span><i>walī</i><span style="color:#38761d;">.[friend]”</span></b></div>
<p><span style="font-family:&quot;"> The point here: perform good deeds and desire for them to be  sincerely for Allāh’s Sake. Perhaps you’ll do something for someone who  is unknown amongst the people—which is better—and his supplications are  answered.</span><br /><span style="font-family:&quot;">&nbsp; </span><br /><span style="font-size:x-small;"><a href="http://muslimmatters.org/2011/11/08/encounter-with-an-awliya-of-allah/"><span style="font-family:&quot;">http://muslimmatters.org/2011/11/08/encounter-with-an-awliya-of-allah/</span></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:&quot;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:&quot;"> </span>
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		<title>my MSN story &#8211; a Muslim experience. (awesome story! with amazing lessons to learn from for all youth)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Asalaam alaykum waRahmatullah waBarakaatuh Download the full book now, I decided to call it &#8216;my MSN story&#8217; so it covers all audiences. It is an experience of a Muslim youth who goes through alot of fitnah on MSN Messenger before finding his true Islam. (A great read for non-practising youth!) my MSN story.. Download book [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=745&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><b><br /><a href="http://www.archive.org/download/MyMsnStory-AMuslimExperience.awesomeStoryWithAmazingLessonsTo/my_msn_Story.pdf">Download the full book now</a></b>, I decided to call it &#8216;my MSN story&#8217; so it covers all audiences. It is an experience of a Muslim youth who goes through alot of fitnah on MSN Messenger before finding his true Islam. (A great read for non-practising youth!)</p>
<p><b><span style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="font-size:x-large;">my <span style="color:mediumblue;">MSN</span> story..</span></b></p>
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		<title>Lowering Your Gaze On &#8216;Eid</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is reported on the authority of Al-Wakî’ b. Al-Jarrâh: We went out one Eid with Sufyân Al-Thawrî and he said, “The first thing we will do on this day of ours is to lower our gaze.” [Ibn Abî Al-Dunyâ, Kitâb Al-Wara’. Article 66] It is reported that Hassân b. Abî Sinân – Allâh have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=744&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is reported on the authority of Al-Wakî’ b. Al-Jarrâh:<br /><b><br /></b> 
<div style="margin-left:40px;"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>We went out one Eid with Sufyân Al-Thawrî and he said, <span style="color:#351c75;">“The first thing we will do on this day of ours is to lower our gaze.”</span></b></span></div>
<p>[Ibn Abî Al-Dunyâ, Kitâb Al-Wara’. Article 66]</p>
<p>It is reported that Hassân b. Abî Sinân – Allâh have mercy on him – went out one Eid and when he returned home <span style="color:#a64d79;">his wife said:</span><br style="color:#a64d79;" /> <span style="font-size:large;"><b><br /></b></span> 
<div style="color:#a64d79;margin-left:40px;"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>“How many beautiful women have you looked at today?”</b></span></div>
<p>After she kept asking him, he said:<br /><span style="font-size:large;"><b><br /></b><span style="color:#0b5394;"> </span></span>
<div style="margin-left:40px;"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>“Woe to you! I have looked at nothing but my toe from when I went out to when I returned to you.”</b></span></div>
<p>[Ibn Abî Al-Dunyâ, Kitâb Al-Wara’. Article 68]</p>
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		<title>A Modern Day Jinn Experience (Jinn pretending to be historical Scholars!) &#8211; Ahmad Izzudin al Bayanuni.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Modern Day Jinn Experience (Jinn pretending to be historical Scholars!) - Ahmad Izzudin al Bayanuni.This experiment took place with the author Ahmad Izzudin al-Bayanuni. He mentioned it in his book Kitab al-Iman bi-l Mala&#8217;ika. I eagerly decided to quote the complete text of what he write:The people of the East and the West have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=743&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="font-size:x-large;"><b>A Modern Day Jinn Experience</b></span><span style="font-family:Times,&quot;"> <span style="color:#660000;">(Jinn pretending to be historical Scholars!)</span> <span style="font-size:small;">- Ahmad Izzudin al Bayanuni.</span></span></span><br style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This experiment took place with the author Ahmad Izzudin al-Bayanuni. He mentioned it in his book Kitab al-Iman bi-l Mala&#8217;ika. I eagerly decided to quote the complete text of what he write:</span><br style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The people of the East and the West have preccupied themselves with the claim of making the spirits appear. </span>There have been many articles written about it, written in different languages, published in Arabic as well as non-Arabic magazines. Books have been written about it. Much research has been done lately on this topic. Many experiments have been performed. After all of that, the intelligent people have concluded that the raising of the spirits is nothing but falsehood and forgery, a call to disbelief and wickedness. What they claim to be the appearing of the spirits of people who have passed away is nothing but fakery and forgery. The spirits that appear are nothing but devils that are playing with and duping humans. In reality, there is no one who is capable of making the spirits appear. After the spirit leaves the body it goes to reside in the realm called al-Barzakh which is the interval between this worldly life and the life of the hereafter. Therein the person is either in bounties or punishment. They are preoccupied there with a great affair which would prevent them from appearing before the humans.&nbsp;</div>
<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I [al-Bayanuni] was called to such an act of these spiritualists. And I experienced my own lengthy experience. This experience made it clear to me that it is nothing but falsehood, forgery and deception. It is just the playing of the devils. They present that to the people to mislead them and to deceive them and to make humans follow them. The beginning of the experience I had known for more than ten years of a person who claimed that he was using the jinn to do good deeds in the service of mankind. And that was done through a person who was a medium. He claimed that he achieved that through recitations and lengthy invocations which took up a great deal of time. He was instructed in thorough incantations by someone who claimed he was knowledgeable in that area. The medium came to me one day telling me that so and so of the<br />jinn had called for me to discuss something important and there was a great matter in store for me.<br />I to the appointment, trusting in Allah and very happy about it, in order to learn new information through this experience.</div>
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<p>The first deceiving step that they took with me, in the process of bringing forth the spirits, was to have me ask Allah for forgiveness, glorify him and other acts of <i>dhikr </i>[remembrance] This would make a person believe,at first glance, that he is meeting with spirits who are pure, holy and truthful.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I entered the house of the medium and we were alone together in a room. The medium sat on the bed. And we began sanctifying Allah, obviously under his guidance with asking forgiveness and Allah- until he became like in a trance and I laid him down on his bed. I covered him with a covering in the way I was told to do. Then in a low voice, his companion greeted me. His knowing me and his like for me were obvious. He introduced me to himself. He claimed to be a created being. He was not from the angels or the jinn but was of another creation, a different species. He came into being by Allahs saying, Be and he was.</p>
<p>The person of the voice claimed that the jinn only appeared through his command. And that between him and receiving the command from Allah there was only four intermediaries, with the Angel Gabriel being the fifth. He began to praise me. He said that they will cut off any meetings they have with other humans and they shall only meet with me. Because, they claimed, I was a special person of this age. And this was a special sanction from Allah and it was Allah who had chosen me for that. And they made me a glittering promise full of amazing things.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I accepted this new experience and false call with trust in Allah and asking Allah to protect me from error and to guide me to the clear truth, enlightened by the light of knowledge and following the path of steadfastness and praising Allah.&nbsp;</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At the end of the first meeting, he promised me a second meeting. Then the person himself instructed me to make some special incantations to awake the medium from his absence. That was done. And the medium was sitting. His eyes opened as if he had been wakened from a deep sleep and did not know what had transpired.&nbsp;</div>
<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I went back for the second appointment also. Then we had many meetings, one after another, for a long time. During every meeting, they renewed their good promise to me and described a great future for me and the great blessings that the nation would receive at my hands.<br /><span style="font-size:large;"><b></p>
<p>The situation develops</b></span>:</p>
<p>The situation developed further. Many spirits came to visit me in every meeting. Some with invocations being made before the meeting while others without it. While eating or drinking tea with the medium, the medium would fall asleep with his head down at the promised time.&nbsp;</p></div>
<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And the spirits would appear, some claiming to be angels or from the jinn or companions of the Prophet or saints. They would always speak with reverence and respect. They would invoke blessings for my visit and point to a blessed future. Then they would leave and others would come.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was visited by beings that claimed to be angels, jinn, Abu Huraira, scholars, saints, such as Abu al-Hasan al-Shaadhili, well known and accepted scholars, such as al-Shaikh Ahmad al-Tirmaaneeni, and some scholars that I had met before and had known of their deaths, including my father (may Allah have mercy on him). They gave me glad tidings of my fathers visit at a specific time.</p>
<p>I looked forward to this meeting with anxiety. When it was time for the meeting, they requested me to read surah al- Waqiah aloud. read it. When I finished reciting it, they said, Your father will appear after a few moments. Listen to what he says and do not ask him about anything.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:large;">The beginning of my vigilance</span><br />After a few minutes, there came someone who claimed to be my father. He greeted me. He showed his happiness for meeting me. he was happy with me for meeting those spirits. He advised me to assist the medium and his family and to take care of them in the best way as he had no other means of making money except through this way.&nbsp;</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He ended his speech with the prayers on the Prophet Abraham. And I knew that my father was passionately fond of saying the prayers upon the Prophet (peace be on him), especially in the prayer of Abraham. The most amazing thing was that his accent was exactly the same as my fathers. He said and left. Then I began to ask myself, Why did they advise me not to ask him about anything. For a secret reason no doubt. The secret reason became clear to me at that moment. It was not my father. It was his partner from the jinn, the one who accompanied him throughout his life. He came to me in the form of my father and imitated his most particular characteristics.</p>
<p>They advised me not to ask him about anything because the partner from the jinn, no matter to what extent he knows and remembers about my father, he is not able to remember every detail that a son knows about his father. They feared that if I asked him something of that nature, he would not be able to respond and the matter would become clear. With others, 1 would meet them and not know who they were until they were about to leave and then they would say, I am so and so, greet me and leave immediately.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There was also a secret reason for that: If any of them would tell me who they were, and he was well-known for being knowledgeable, I could discuss a topic with him and he would not be able to respond. Again, the matter would then be uncovered.&nbsp;</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">One time someone came and debated with me saying that the face of the woman is not aurah [or from the private parts that must be covered] and need not be covered. I refuted him and he responded to me with a response that had no aspect of knowledge in it. The argument became heated between us, I said to him, How do you respond to those jurists who say that the face of the woman is aurah and she must cover out of fear of [temptation and sin]? The argument ended without any benefit. <b>Then he told me that he was Shaikh al-Tarmaaneeni and he left. It became clear to me that he was undoubtedly a liar because Shaikh al-Tarmaaneeni was a leading scholar and the leaders of the Shafi school say that all of the woman is aurah, even if she is an aged, gray-haired woman. If he really was the shaikh he said he was and he had discovered some new knowledge in the world of barzakh [life in the grave] he would</b> <b>have informed me about it and shown me its evidence. But it was all a lie and deception. Its intention was misguidance. </b>And Allah- and all praises are due to refused except to guide me and confirm me on the truth and guidance. A woman uncovering her face, especially in times like these with moral laxity and a sick society, is something no knowledgeable or religious person would agree to.</div>
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<p>The reality becomes uncovered</span></p>
<p>The reality of the situation became more and more uncovered meeting after meeting and experience after experience. Finallv. I was certain that all of it were lies and forgeries. It had no in righteousness and no standing in religion.Even the medium, who I was advised generously, was known not to pray and he was not steadfast in his prayers. His beard was shaven and no one ordered to help and treat ordered to perform him to let it grow.</p></div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Certainly, he devours the wealth of the people through falsehood and deceiving promises. There is no source of income for him except through that evil means.</div>
<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A man came to me after he heard that I had some relation with that medium and complained to me about his deception. He took 300 Syrian from him and the man was a poor person who was very much in need of that money. I insisted that the medium return the money to him. He did so, in his and his devils hope that I would continue to meet with them.</p>
<p>The medium and his family base most of their entire lives on lying. Those spirits, after everything became clear to me, tried to threaten me. But that did not shake my heart whatsoever. And all praises are to Allah. I used to record what they used to say to me. These recordings filled two large files. I recorded most of what they said to me. When it became unquestionably clear to me that it was all fake, without any other way to explain it, I made my final judgment about them and burned the two files that were filled with lies and forgeries. Those spirits who claimed to be Companions of the Prophet, saints and pious people were all devils. No intelligent believer should be deceived by them. All of the ways that are taken to make the spirits appear are nothing but lies and falsehood. It does not matter if it is through a or medium, as in the experience I had, or through a table or tea cup, that some people have experienced and mentioned to me. All of them end in the same result that I reached.&nbsp;</p></div>
<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A wonderful thing is that I have seen other people write on this topic and the conclusion of the intelligent people who experienced these things is the same conclusion I arrived at. They concluded that those spirits are nothing but the partners of humans from among the jinn, as Allah had guided me to. And all praise is to Allah.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I have fulfilled, by these words, the obligation of advising others. And Allah is the Guide to the Straight Path.</div>
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<div style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:large;">(<a href="http://www.kalamullah.com/Books/JinnDevils.pdf"><b>Jinn &amp; Devils</b> [3MB] &#8211; Umar al Ashqar</a> p143 &#8211; p148)</span></div>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Dangers of Chi &#8211; (A Martial Arts Jinn story) My History of Martial Arts I began learning martial arts over a decade ago, I was always very keen and took great interest not only in the physical sciences of the art but also the spiritual aspects. I studied many systems during this time including [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=742&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The Dangers of Chi</span> &#8211; (A Martial Arts Jinn story)</span><u><br /></u></h3>
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<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><u>My History of Martial Arts</u></h3>
<div align="justify" class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;">I began learning martial arts  over a decade ago, I was always very keen and took great interest not  only in the physical sciences of the art but also the spiritual aspects.  I studied many systems during this time including both Japanese and  Chinese systems (both northern and southern systems as well as internal  and external systems). All my instructors were of the highest calibre,  including a Shaolin Monk from China, Grand Masters and national  champions (and if I was to provide you with their names I don’t think  anyone would dispute their skill and genuine martial arts lineage) </div>
<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">It was upon learning the internal system known as the Five Animal system of Spontaneous Chi Kung <strong>(<em>Wu Qin Xi</em>)</strong>  which is an internal system which involved involuntary movements  following the discharge of energy into the practionar that my insight  into the world of Martial Arts was to take a turn for the worse. Never  before had I learnt a system which resulted in induced trance like and  altered states of consciousness which ostensibly improved health and  martial arts prowess. I soon began channeling the energy (Chi) and  creating a mini mirco-cosmic orbits around myself. Inadditon my  instructor would adeptly summon the energy (Chi) and transmit and  project it into hes students with stunning transitory results of  improved health and increased physical strength. As the years passed on  and I earned my instructors trust as I passed through all the Five  Animal stages, he would boast that I was becoming a very powerful  student and that soon I would soon be able to heal people myself, this  made me even more eager to master this science. The principal of using  martial arts as a fighting art was always sound, but using it for the  betterment of others was an even greater incentive to learn, this was by  no means a contradication but merely the flip side of the ability to  kill and heal. And indeed I was aware of the body of scientific evidence  which supported this claim. See Five Animal Frolics. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">During  this time I started to experience unusual sensations. This began with  paralysis between the state of wakefulness and sleep as if something was  constricting me just as I woke up in the morning, to feelings of  vapours of energy around myself, particularly at night when my body was  arrest and in a state of repose at night during sleep. Furthermore other  students of this system also experienced the similar things but my  instructor always eloquently countered any assertions of the  supernatural by saying the Chi was simply opening up dormant chambers of  the body &amp; brain and that such feeling were completely natural. The  instructor went as far as saying had we been practising such systems a  century ago we would likely be convicted of practising magic &amp;  witchcraft, and that is only lately (i.e.19th century) that chi has been  examined and studied scientifically, infact some ignorant Chinese &amp;  even non-Chinese scientists have suggested that it is no more than  bio-electromagnetic energy (see <a href="http://www.yorkkarate.com/Articles/%20Q%20i&amp;%20Bioelectromagetic%20Energy.pdf">Phd thesis &#8220;Qi &amp; Biolectromagnetic Energy&#8221; York University</a>). Certainly I was aware of the body of scientific evidence purporting the health benefits of Qigong &amp; Chi (see <a href="http://www.qigonginstitute.org/html/papers.php" target="_blank" title="The Qigong Institute">The Qigong Institute</a>).  I thus as a gullible young student continued with my study of this  system determined to master it always mentally finding an excuse to  explain away these symptoms.&nbsp;</div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">It was upon doing some prelimary research on the subject of Sleep  paralysis which consists of a period of inability to perform voluntary  movements either at sleep onset (called hypnogogic or predormital form)  or upon awakening (called hypnopompic or postdormtal form) that I began  to discover that this was often associated with withcraft and magic  throughout history, where the term the old Hag was frequently used and  is still used to describe a demon, ghost, etc. that sits upon their  victim&#8217;s chest, causing paralysis and sometimes making it hard to  breathe. I decided to investigate further and read a book bought by my  brother titled <a href="http://www.bilalphilips.com/books/exort01a.htm">&#8220;The Exorcist Tradition in Islam&#8221; By Dr. Bilal Philips University of Wales</a>.  In it the author describes these symptoms of sleep paralysis as the  begining sgns of demonic/jinn possession. However still not adequatly  convinced of any sinister goings on I decided to continue my interests  in the martial arts. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">I also  observed the statue of Buddha we had in our temple would become of more  central importance in our classes. Our instructor (Sifu) would channel  hes energy into the enoromous statue that occupied a large corner of the  hall. The significance of the Buddha was to become further exemplified  following a visit by the <strong>Abbot <em>Shi Yon Xian</em></strong>  into our temple, where upon he performed a ceremony which involved the  statue of Buddha, he channeled an enormous amount of Chi into the Buddha  (at which point many Sifus that were present in the audience reported  feeling the powerful energy of the Abbot pass into the Buddha, some even  reported seeing bright lights, and indeed this energy was to remain in  the despicable idol. He was accompanied by a Shoalin Monk that our Sifu  instructor had invited to teach, and much of the world media was  present. The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple, aided by Shaolin Warrior Monk  Shi Yan Tzi after blessing the Temple School&#8217;s Buddha then consecrated  the building as a branch of Shaolin Temple.</div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">During  this visit afer the ceremony, there was an amazing display of Wushu  martial arts by the Shaolin monk, this involved a Shaolin form and four  extrodinary displays of Chi Kung, the first being the Shaolin Monk  taking powerful Gow Choi (hammer fist technique) strike by an  experienced martial artist in the solar plexus with no noticeable side  effects, followed by a similar strike this time with the aid of a tree  trunk and four students ramming it into the stomach of the Monk. In the  third display Monk Shi Yan Tzi took two volunters from the audience and  made them stripe off their shirts. He then positioned them in a sort of a  bowing position, this he said was for their own safety. The Monk then  summoned up hes chi power. This took two or three minutes. Standing a  good ten feet from the two volunteers, he reached out hes hand and made a  slow downward clawing motion. When the volunteers turned around, each  had clealry visible red claw marks down his back. A murmur of surprise  went around the room and the Chinese camera crew moved in to take  close-up shots o the phenomenon. The curious bowing posture the two  volunteers took up was so that the Chi power projected by Monk Shi Yan  Tzi wouldnt strike the volunters square on. If it had, it would almost  certainly have injured them.<strong><em> I was later to discover that  Shaolin Monks don&#8217;t normally perform this act of Red Sand Palm technique  in public, the Abbot later chastised the younger Monk for performing  this as the powerful Chi could have been captured by someone in the  audience with ill intent</em></strong>. Even after this remarkable  display of inner power, Monk Shi Yan Tzi&#8217;s demonstartion wasnt over yet.  Choosing from a pile of bricks, the Monk built a brigde with three  bricks that he could use as a pillow. He then went through a short  series of excercises to focus his Chi power in his head region. He laid  his head down on his brick pillow and placed another column of three  bricks on top of his head. He then asked our Sifu to brick another brick  down as hard as he could onto the brick column. Upon doing this  incredibly all three bricks on top of the monks head and the brick  beneath forming the span of the bridge shattered. To tumutuous applause,  the Monk bounced to his feet, smiling and waving and completely  unharmed by the massive blow delivered. It was a spectaculor display of  the power of Chi witnissed first hand by me and many others including  the world media. In awe of Monk Shi Yan Tzi&#8217;s skill I was to remain with  him for several years.(see for <a href="http://www.shaolintempleuk.org/">Monk Shi Yan Tzi</a>)</div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">When  the Abbot went back to China I observed several noteable changes in our  temple, Sifu was now no longer summing chi his normal way but rather now  going up to the Buddha to attract/summon Chi (this was of coarse  because the Abbot had passed his very poweful Chi into it) and students  too were approaching the Buddha to get <em><strong>charged up </strong></em>(this  was a term used to denote the initialisaton into the Five Animal  state). I too observed when in the Gong state (Five Animal Frolics)  would some how subconcsiousely be me drawn unexplianably to the Budhha  for no discernable reason.The statue of Buddha was suddenly becoming the  nexus of the Temple School and the roots of idolatry were taking fold.  (see <a href="http://www.harunyahya.com/buddhism02.php">Buddhism: An Idolatrous Religion</a>)</div>
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<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"><u>Discontinuation of Martial Arts &amp; Symptoms Getting Worse </u></h3>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">After  some time due to other committments notably work I had to discontinue my  pursuits in the martial arts. It was also during this time by complete  coincidence that my instructors school closed due to internal politics. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">Over  this period I gradually started to experience further unusual symptoms I  had never before experienced: paralysis, muscle spasms, unusual dreams,  vapours of energy , unusual sounds &amp; movements in my stomach,  feeling of making growling sounds, sensations of crawling around the  body i.e. formication, feeling of something moving around inside my body  (almost thrashing around with great speed), numbness in legs following  adopting sitting positions, desiring to cry at moments with no motive,  paranoia, declining mental acumen (exhibiting itself in memory loss,  inability to concentrate, limited lateral thinking and analytical  skills), vomiting sensations, and strange clicking sound in my bedroom.  Infact I become so use to these symptoms that I couldn&#8217;t even remember  what is was like to be normal again </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">It must  be stressed that it was only after the inception of my study of the  internal arts all these symptoms were to occur, prior to this I had  always been healthy and was of sound mental intellect. Not knowing what  was wrong with myself I bore this sickness but chose not to seek a cure  through western medicine fearing they would misdiagnose me and fill me  full of drugs or even think I was making it up or that I was  psychologically imbalanced. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">Whilst  on holiday to an Islamic country one of my relatives spoke of a man that  performed exorcisms on people. Again not knowing what was wrong with  myself, only that I had the above symptoms, I thought what harm would  there be in visiting such a person. I really had very little believe in  the supernatural and magic. I always took it for granted that such  things existed but no more than that, and as someone educated in the  West, my mind set was more inclined to wanting tangible proof of  something backed up with empirical evidence to support any claim. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">HOWEVER ALL THAT WAS ABOUT TO CHANGE!!! </div>
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<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;"><u>Meeting The Sheikh</u></h3>
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<div align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;">I booked an appointment to see the sheikh who at this  point I new very little about. On the day that I went to see him my  uncle accompanied me. Upon entering the Sheikhs premises/building I  discovered a very religious theme all around me i.e. Islamic material  and writing on the wall etc. When first seeing the Sheikh I was also  surprised to discover a very outspoken man with deep religious  convictions (but very sincere) that seemed to have a constant flock of  people around him, he seemed naturally charismatic. After waiting some  time in a queue of people to see him my uncle introduced me to the  Sheikh. I described my problems to him. He simply listened hmming every  know and then. He examined parts of my body e.g. hands nails and face  and asked me a few questions e.g. my dreams, any stools, unusual  sensations etc. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">The  Sheikh then asked me to sit by the wall and put on some headphones with  my eyes closed (as if I was meditating) listening to the recitation on  the tape focusing upon the area of pain as if it too could hear the  recitation just as I could. At this point I didn’t know what to make of  the Sheikh, this was the first time I met such a person and sought such  an unconventional resolution to my problem, hence I simply did what the  Sheikh asked without critiquing hes methodology. I simply wanted to be  normal again as I was before I studied the internal arts.</div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">Upon  putting the headphones on and taking a comfortable sitting position with  my legs crossed I closed my eyes and the tape was then played. I  immediately identified the recitation on the tape which consisted of  Islamic chants, unusual sounds, and Quranic recitation of carefully  selected verses. With my eyes closed my concentration power was  heightened and I was able to isolate and focus on the pain (in my head,  legs &amp; in my stomach) with great ease. Then all of a sudden I know  longer felt comfortable, almost slightly faint infact. I started swaying  my head gently and my facial expression began to change as I took on a  different demeanour. I began to growl and hiss with my front teeth  protruding (like a wild angry animal displaying it fangs). Then  gradually swaying movements was to become more acute. I was later told  at this point the sheikh was giving salutations of Mubarak to my uncle  (praise be to god). My concentration different falter despite all this, I  kept focusing upon the pain in my body and in my head in particular.</div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">After  30 mins of this the Sheikh then told me to take the headphones off and  sit in the centre of the room were he&#8217;s assistants were waiting. He  asked me to take on a different sitting posture (sitting on my legs with  my palms on top). One of the Sheikhs assistants who was behind me that  then took a hold of my head and then forced hold of my eye lids putting  some unusual drops into my eyes. The pain was excruciating. I began to  cry, however all was not as it seemed. My control over my body became  less so and although I was feeling the pain from the eye drop which was  resonating throughout my body it wasn&#8217;t all being born my me. Something  very unusual began to surface from inside me and was being hit by the  pain caused by the eye drops. At this point I began crying excessively  however it wasn&#8217;t myself crying, I was almost like a spectator in my own  body watching something else within me suffering and undergoing great  torment. The Sheikh began yelling &#8220;<strong><em>leave him!!! leave him or else you will have to undergo more of this!!!&#8221;</em></strong>.  The assistants at this point were holding me either side due to the  violent uncontrollable nature by which I was swaying and trying to break  out of the sitting position the Sheikh had asked me to adopt. The  Sheikh then asked me to recite certain verses of the Quran, but I was  unable to. He came over to me sat down and started praying over me.  Whilst I was crying my lips would utter sounds and speech of &#8220;<strong><em>naay, don&#8217;t, naay&#8221;</em></strong>  as well as some other sounds I was unfamiliar with. I was also spitting  out a lots of saliva and nasal mucus was coming out of my nose, my  whole face was awash with tears. He took some water and splashed it over  my neck, then all of a sudden I was able to recite. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">Gradually  the effects of the drops began to wear off as the pain began to subside  and the crying slowed down and then eventually stopped. <strong><em>I  was later told that the jinns see through the eyes of the human and that  the ointment that the sheikh put into my eyes was also tantamount to  putting it into the eyes of the jinn itself as well. Also the pain that I  felt correlated with the power &amp; control the jinns had over me. <br /></em></strong></div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoBodyText2" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;">The Sheikhs assistants noticing  my behaviour returning to a more normal state then wrapped a towel  around the top half of my body exposing only my face and then produced  forth a water spray (squirter). One assistant held me locked down from  behind, while another infront of me began squirting water (which had  been prayed upon by the Sheikh) straight into my face, I immediately  began to scream violently and it almost felt like I was suffocating, but  the assistants weren&#8217;t phased and didn&#8217;t lapse as the squirting  continued. The Sheikh again yelled out at me saying &#8220;<strong><em>Leave him or else!!!&#8221;</em></strong>.  After the squirting was over the whole towel was completely drenched  and I felt greatly relieved that it was over. However all was far from  finished. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">What  occurred next is perhaps the most astonishing thing to have happened to  me (as if what had happened already wasn’t astonishing enough). The  Sheikh asked one of hes assistants to give me a glass of water. The  Sheikh told me do drink it and then vomit it out again. I was puzzled  (what was the point of that?). The water in the glass had been prayed  upon by the Sheikh with verses from the Quran. I took hold of the glass  and drank it all down in a few gulps. The assistants put a bowel infront  of me and told me to vomit into it. At first I struggled and nothing  came out, I kept trying but again but found myself unable to vomit. The  Sheikh insisted that I must do it and that I should try to put my hand  deep down into my throat to help facilitate this process. So I then  (again thinking what was the point of all this), tried to simulate the  act of vomiting this time putting my hand down my throat, and then all  of a sudden I felt a great surge of pressure coming out, I leaned over  the bowel infront of me and water began gushing out of my mouth from  around the sides straight into the bowel. It kept coming out and the  bowl was filling up. I couldn&#8217;t believe it !!!. I didn’t even recall  drinking that much water the entire day so where was this fluid (that  looked more like liquid nasal mucus) coming from<strong>? <em>I was  later to discover the act of vomiting is a standard practise amongst  many of the worlds leading Islamic exorcists, the stomach is the elixir  field for the jinns where they reside and feed off the contents the  individual ingests, the water which had been prayed upon my the sheikh  had explosive effects in the stomach such that ordinarily when the  individual vomits the jinns would cling onto the lining in the stomach  thus preventing them from forcibly leaving, but drinking the water in  prelude to this act would prevent the jinn from doing this due to the  explosive nature of the water inside which would cause the jinns to  extricate involuntarily during the vomiting process. Also the unusual  nature of the liquid that was being discharged by me in the west is more  commonly known as ectoplasm. <br /></em></strong></div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">Then  one of the assistant grabbed me and said that&#8217;s enough telling me to  stop vomitting. Why did he intervene and just not let the liquids  completely discharge itself in entirety I wondered? <strong><em>The  assistant stopped me during the vomiting because he told me that I would  become very weak if I vomited any further, that the jinns inside me had  caused my own overall strength to increase and that by causing so many  to leave at once would have left me excessively weak. He also made a  stark admission that I had a lot inside me. This almost has a completely  inverse relationship to the study of chi Kung that through the years of  practise the individual acquires more and more chi which manifests  itself in greater overall strength. <br /></em></strong></div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">By now I  was in a shattered state. There were many other people in the room that  had come to see the Sheikh and were visibly disturbed at the site of  what they had seen with me. I looked at the Sheikh and rather sillily  asked &#8220;<strong><em>Am I possessed by Jinns&#8221;</em></strong> , he looked at me and said &#8220;<strong><em>What else!!!&#8221;</em></strong>, also a lot of people in the room starting sighing &#8220;<strong><em>what else&#8221;</em></strong>, as if there could be no other conclusion that could be drawn from what had just happened. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">I had  passed all of the Sheikhs litmus tests in terms of  diagnosing/ascertaining jinns/demonic possession. And yet my first  thoughts weren’t so much about myself but more about all the other  people that were practising these esoteric systems of martial arts and  other eastern systems summoning Demons/Jinns without a clue in the world  about the reality of what was going on. I am one of the lucky ones that  by complete fortune and the grace of God path collided with that of the  Sheikh&#8217;s and put on the path to recovery, had this not happened I am  almost certain today I would either be in a mental asylum or on some  extreme form of medication falsely diagnosed by western doctors that  don’t even have the mental constructs and concepts to explain the world  of the jinns/demons, the unseen &amp; possession adequately. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">The  Sheikh told my uncle to bring me again for the next session. The Sheikh  had been performing exorcisms for over a decade and had been blessed by  Allah (God) with this divine ability, and as a result people from all  over the country and indeed the world would contact him with their  various jinn related problems. Hes methodology was in strict conformance  to the Islamic Sharia. </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">See for video footage of Islamic style exorcisms: </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">(1) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9P7aOLe3Tg">A local Imam in Jordan Shiekh Ayach Qaraan practices Exorcism on a man</a>&nbsp; </div>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">(2) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTEshwPppFM">An eyewitness account of an Islamic exorcism carried out by an Imam in Brunei</a> </div>
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<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;"><u>The Days After </u></h3>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">I went  to see the Sheikh the next day and indeed everyday there on in after for  several weeks undergoing the same combination of Islamically sanctioned  exorcist rites with some additions. The Sheikh gave me a list of  prayers to perform regularly and told me to drink nothing except a water  bottle he would give me which had been prayed upon (which I could then  fill up when it was half full). The Sheikh would say that water had the  benefit that it could reach every where inside me so the jinn had no  refuge except but to leave or die within me. During this period those  symptoms of spasms, numbness, head aces etc began to wane. The decline  was such that the until spasms were no more than just a little pricks,  the head aces were gone and my overall well-being was vastly improved  etc. Also during this period I would often have unusual dreams which I  would convey back to the Sheikh, and sensations of something crying  inside me between the state of wakefulness and sleep. The Sheikh was  torturing the jinns to leave, and if it didn’t he told me it would die  within me. It is difficult to ascertain why the jinns had such a strong  association with myself , it is possible that because I had invoked them  they were tormenting me, may be they liked their new found home/host,  may be they were forced to remain inside me by other jinns that had  control/mastery over them, or maybe they were just simply evil and  desired nothing other than the destruction of mankind due to historical  reasons of enmity between the two creations.</div>
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<h3 align="justify" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;"><u>Cases of Possession</u></h3>
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<div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;text-align:justify;">I  have since seen many cases of possession, possession involving jinns  falling in love with girls, possession involving acts of magic performed  on individuals, possession where by jinns harass or haunt  individuals/buildings etc. But certainly my case was unlike most of the  others the Sheikh was dealing with because I had directly invoked these  creatures and inadvertently sought their assistance via (i)My instructor  channelling the energy into me (ii)Capturing chi from outside my body  (iii) Going into deep meditative trances allowing the chi to take  control of my body like I was in an intoxicated state taking on the  characteristics of animals see Wu Qin Xi five animal frolics (iv)  Through various chants and (v) Performance of certain forms/kata with  acts of magic embedded with in without even knowing it. What is also  most disturbing is that the practise of my art involved the accumulation  of these jinns inside me or as my instructor would say the cultivation  of chi which could take many years to achieve, which is why they often  say that to practise the external arts could take a few years but to  practise the internal art a decade i.e. the more chi I had the more  adept at the internal arts I became. Most instances of possession only  involve a hand full of jinns, however internal arts by definition  require the individual to store up or hoard their chi. That is why  practising such systems can be so fatal to the practitioner and act of  exorcism can be considerably longer than otherwise.</div>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bismillah&#160;al Rahman&#160;al Raheem Shaykh&#160;Khaled al-Wuhaybi narrates: This is a story that has a lesson to be learned,&#160;it happened to me personally and was not conveyed to me (perhaps some of you have heard it from me before, but I repeat it as a reminder). Here I am writing it to you as it occured, so [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=741&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="text-align:center;"><i>Bismillah&nbsp;al Rahman&nbsp;al Raheem</i></div>
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<div style="text-align:left;"><i>Shaykh&nbsp;Khaled al-Wuhaybi narrates:</i></div>
<p>This is a story that has a lesson to be learned,&nbsp;it happened to me  personally and was not conveyed to me (perhaps some of you have heard it  from me before, but I repeat it as a reminder).</p>
<p>Here I am writing it to you as it occured, so that perhaps a reader may benefit from it …<br />Or it may find someone desperate, and send hope&nbsp;to his heart …<br />Or find someone who was haste, and stopped supplicating to his Lord!!</p>
<p><b>On Wednesday 22/4/1423 of the Hijri Calendar</b></p>
<p>During the time of Duhr&nbsp;(Noon) prayers, in the Holy Mosque in Mecca, I  was standing close to the chamber of the Muezzin (one who calls to  prayer), when a brother signalled to me to fill a gap in the row next to  him after the Iqamah has been called. So I went forward.</p>
<blockquote style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><p>After we completed the prayer, I went to the back a little to sit with my legs crossed and be more comfortable while I do my <i>Tasbeeh </i>(Glorify  and Praise Allah). I looked at that man beside me, and he appeared as  if his body is worn out like the poor of the Sacred Mosque. He had the  appearance of stillness and humility, and had placed his hands on his  thighs as he supplicated to his Lord with humbleness. I put my hand into  my pocket reaching for&nbsp;the money which I had tied into groups of 1  Riyal, 5 Riyals, and 10 Riyals.</p>
<p>I took out 5 Riyals and placed it hidden in the palm of my hand and  approached him, extending my arm to him&nbsp;to shake his hand. We shook  hands and he felt the money in my palm, then pulled his hand quickly  away without taking the money or even knowing how much was in my hand,  telling me: May Allah reward you greatly</p>
<p>I said: <b>Won’t you accept it?</b></p>
<p>He did not respond, so I felt that he is being modest, which is why he did not accept it.</p>
<p>So I placed it back in my pocket. I stood back a little, and performed the <i>Sunnah</i>, and noticed the man turning to me again and again as if he is waiting for me to finish my prayers!!</p>
<p>When I completed my prayers, he came next to me and greeted me, and then asked: <b><span style="color:#741b47;">How much was it that you were going to give me?</span></b></p>
<p>I said:<span style="color:#0b5394;"> I offered you and you refused to take it, so why would it matter if it was one riyal or a hundred?!</span></p>
<p>So he said: <span style="color:#741b47;">By Allah, how much was it that you were going to give me?</span></p>
<p>I said:<span style="color:#0b5394;"> Do not ask me by Allah, this matter between me and you has finished!</span>
<div style="color:#0b5394;">He said: I was supplicating to my Lord about my dire need for five Riyals, so How much was it you were going to give me?</div>
<p>I said: <span style="color:#0b5394;">By Allah, who there is no God worthy of worship besides Him, the amount which I was offering you was 5 Riyals!</span></p>
<p><b>The man started weeping</b>.</p>
<p>I asked him: <span style="color:#073763;">Do you need more?</span></p>
<p>He said: <span style="color:#4c1130;">no </span><br />Then he said:<b> Subhan Allah, you were placing the money in my hand as I was still asking my Lord for it!!</b></p></blockquote>
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<blockquote style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I said: <span style="color:#0b5394;">Why then did you pull your hand away without taking it?</span>
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<p>He said: <b>I didn’t expect the reply to come so quick</b></p>
<p>I said: <span style="color:#0b5394;">Subhan Allah, Indeed Allah is All-Hearing, Close to those who  ask Him, Answering their call; He will not come down to you Himself to  give you what you asked, but truly he will facilitate for you&nbsp;one of his  slaves to fulfill for you what you need!</span></p>
<p><b>I offered him the five riyals again, and he took it, and refused to take anything extra.</b> Indeed, Glory to Allah, the Great, who said of Himself: </p></blockquote>
<p>&nbsp; <br />
<blockquote style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>{And when My  slaves ask you </b>(<b>O Muhammad) concerning Me, then (answer them), I am  indeed near. I respond to the invocations of the supplicant when he  calls on Me …</b>} (Al Baqarah 2:186)</p></blockquote>
<p>Original Arabic: <a href="http://www.ahlalhdeeth.com/vb/showthread.php?t=257678">http://www.ahlalhdeeth.com/vb/showthread.php?t=257678</a>
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		<title>al Qurtubi: &quot;..And nothing was able to harm me until I left it.&quot;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 07:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Khawlah bint Hakim narrated that Allah’s Messenger (صلى الله عليه و سلم) said: “Whoever arrives somewhere and says: ‘I seek refuge with Allah’s complete Words from the evil He has Created (أعوذ بكلمات الله التامات من شر ما خلق),’ nothing will harm until he leaves that place.” This was reported by Muslim (2708). In ‘Taysir [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=salafstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=8092152&amp;post=735&amp;subd=salafstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="color:black;font-family:&quot;">Khawlah bint Hakim narrated that Allah’s Messenger (صلى الله عليه و سلم) said:</div>
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<blockquote><p><b>“Whoever arrives somewhere and says:</b> </p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p><b><span style="color:#351c75;">‘I seek refuge with Allah’s complete Words from the evil He has Created</span></b><span style="font-family:&quot;"> </span></p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p><span style="color:#351c75;"><b><span style="font-size:large;">(أعوذ بكلمات الله التامات من شر ما خلق</span></b>)</span><b>,’</b><b><span style="color:#351c75;"></span></b> </p></blockquote>
<blockquote><div style="color:black;font-family:&quot;"><b><span style="color:#351c75;"> nothing will harm until he leaves that place.”</span> </b><span style="font-size:x-small;">This was reported by <b>Muslim (2708).</b></span></div>
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<p><span style="color:black;font-family:&quot;"> </span>
<div style="color:black;font-family:&quot;">In <i>‘Taysir al-’Aziz al-Hamid’</i> (p. 146), Sulayman bin ‘Abdillah relates that <span style="color:#990000;">al-Qurtubi commented</span> on this by saying:</div>
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<blockquote style="color:black;font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:large;">“And this is true and real,  and I believe in it due to the textual proof as well as my own  experience. </p>
<p>Since I heard this narration, <span style="color:#990000;">I would constantly act upon it  and nothing was able to harm me until I left it. One night, I was stung  by a scorpion in al-Mahdiyyah (a province in Tunisia). So, I thought to  myself until I realized that I had forgotten to seek refuge using these  words.”</span></span></p></blockquote>
<p><span style="color:black;font-family:&quot;"> </span>
<div style="color:black;font-family:&quot;">In <i>‘al-Qawl al-Mufid’</i> (1/155), Ibn al-’Uthaymin commented on this <i>hadith</i>:</div>
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<blockquote style="color:black;font-family:&quot;">“This protection is from all human and <i>jinni </i>devils  – whether they are visible or invisible – until the person leaves that  place. And there is no way that what is described in this narration will  not take place, as these are the words of the truthful one who is  believed (i.e. the Messenger of Allah)! However, if what is mentioned in  this narration does not take place, it is because of a preventative  factor and not because of a deficiency in the method itself or the  narration. This also applies to anything that the Prophet (صلى الله عليه  و سلم) mentioned as a <i>Shar’i</i> method in which the desired  outcome is not achieved. So, this is not because of a fault in the  method, and is rather because of the presence of an obstacle that is  blocking the desired outcome.</p>
<p>For example, reciting <i>‘al-Fatihah’ </i>for  a sick person is a form of healing. Some people recite it and find that  the sick person is not healed. This is not because of a deficiency in  this method, and is instead because there is something present that is  preventing this method from bringing about its desired effect. Another  example is mentioning Allah before having sexual intercourse in order to  prevent Satan from harming the future child. Some people will mention  Allah and find that Satan still ends up harming the child due to  something that is preventing this effect from being achieved.</p>
<p>So, you should check yourself to figure  out what the obstacle is so that you can remove it and experience the  effect of the method.”</p></blockquote>
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		<title>&quot;Allaah will put in Paradise any Muslim for whom four have testified to his goodness.&quot;</title>
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<div dir="rtl" id="ArabicHadithID"><span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ASPxDataView1_IT0_ASPxRoundPanel2_HadithLabel" style="font-family:Traditional Arabic;font-size:16pt;">  ‏حدثنا ‏ ‏عبد الله بن يزيد ‏ ‏حدثنا ‏ ‏داود يعني ابن أبي الفرات ‏  ‏حدثني ‏ ‏عبد الله بن بريدة ‏ ‏عن ‏ ‏أبي الأسود الديلي ‏ ‏قال ‏      <br />‏أتيت ‏ ‏المدينة ‏ ‏وقد وقع بها مرض فهم يموتون موتا ذريعا فجلست إلى ‏  ‏عمر بن الخطاب ‏ ‏رضي الله عنه ‏ ‏فمرت به جنازة فأثني على صاحبها خير  فقال ‏ ‏عمر ‏ ‏رضي الله عنه ‏ ‏وجبت ثم مر بأخرى فأثني على صاحبها خير  فقال وجبت ثم مر بالثالثة فأثني على صاحبها شر فقال ‏ ‏عمر ‏ ‏رضي الله عنه  ‏ ‏وجبت فقلت وما وجبت يا أمير المؤمنين قال قلت كما قال رسول الله ‏ ‏صلى  الله عليه وسلم<b> ‏ ‏<span style="color:black;">أيما مسلم شهد له أربعة بخير أدخله الله الجنة</span></b><b><span style="color:black;"> قال <span style="color:#cc0000;">قلنا  أو ثلاثة قال أو ثلاثة فقلنا أو اثنان قال أو اثنان <span style="color:black;">ثم لم نسأله عن الواحد  ‏      </span></span></span></b><br /></span>                                     </div>
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<p>&nbsp;Abul-Aswad narrated that he came to Madeenah during the time of an epidemic and he sat next to &#8216;Umar ibn al-Khattaab. When a bier passed by, the people praised the person and &#8216;Umar said, &#8220;It has been affirmed.&#8221; Another bier passed by and the people praised the person and again &#8216;Umar said, &#8220;It has been affirmed.&#8221; When a third bier passed by, the people spoke badly of the deceased and &#8216;Umar said, &#8220;It has been affirmed.&#8221; Abul-Aswad asked him what was affirmed and he replied, &#8220;I said what the Prophet (saws) said:<b> <span style="font-size:large;">&#8220;Allaah will put in Paradise any Muslim for whom four have testified to his goodness.&#8221; </span></b><span style="font-size:large;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">We asked, even if three? He replied, even if three. We asked, even if two [testify to his goodness]? He replied, even if two. </span>Then we did not ask about one person.</span></p>
<p>[Sahih Al-Bukhari, vol.2, pp. 253-54, no. 449, Mishkat Al-Masabih, vol.1, p350.]</p>
<p><b>(حديث قدسي)    حَدَّثَنَا  <a href="http://www.islamweb.net/hadith/RawyDetails.php?RawyID=476" rel="gb_page_center[626, 267]" style="text-decoration:none;" title="معلومات الرواة"><span style="color:red;"> أَحْمَدُ بْنُ عُمَرَ الْوَكِيعِيُّ  </span></a> ، قَالَ : حَدَّثَنَا <a href="http://www.islamweb.net/hadith/RawyDetails.php?RawyID=6649" rel="gb_page_center[626, 267]" style="text-decoration:none;" title="معلومات الرواة"><span style="color:maroon;"> مُؤَمَّلُ بْنُ إِسْمَاعِيلَ  </span></a> ، قَالَ : حَدَّثَنَا <a href="http://www.islamweb.net/hadith/RawyDetails.php?RawyID=2492" rel="gb_page_center[626, 267]" style="text-decoration:none;" title="معلومات الرواة"><span style="color:maroon;"> حَمَّادُ بْنُ سَلَمَةَ  </span></a> ،  عَنْ  <a href="http://www.islamweb.net/hadith/RawyDetails.php?RawyID=2009" rel="gb_page_center[626, 267]" style="text-decoration:none;" title="معلومات الرواة"><span style="color:maroon;"> ثَابِتٍ  </span></a> ،   عَنْ  <a href="http://www.islamweb.net/hadith/RawyDetails.php?RawyID=720" rel="gb_page_center[626, 267]" style="text-decoration:none;" title="معلومات الرواة"> أَنَسٍ  </a> ، قَالَ : قَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ :     &#8221; <span style="color:green;">  مَا مِنْ مُسْلِمٍ يَمُوتُ ، فَيَشْهَدُ لَهُ أَرْبَعَةُ أَهْلِ أَبْيَاتٍ  مِنْ جِيرَانِهِ الأَدْنَيْنَ أَنَّهُمْ لا يَعْلَمُونَ إِلا خَيْرًا ،  إِلا قَالَ اللَّهُ عَزَّ وَجَلَّ : <span style="color:#3d85c6;">قَدْ قَبِلْتُ عِلْمَكُمْ فِيهِ ،  وَغَفَرْتُ لَهُ مَا لا تَعْلَمُونَ</span> &#8221; </span> .&nbsp; </b></p>
<p>Anas quoted the Prophet (saws) as saying, <span style="font-size:large;"><span style="color:#38761d;">&#8220;For any Muslim who dies and four of his close neighbours testify that they have known him to be good, Allaah-the Blessed, the Highest- will say,</span><b><span style="color:#3d85c6;"> &#8216;I have accepted your testimony and forgiven him for what you do not know about.&#8217;</span></b></span></p>
<p>[Collected by Ahmad and authenticated in Ahkaamul-Janaa'iz, pp. 45-46]</p></blockquote>
<p>(page 54. Bilal Philips &#8211; Funeral Rites in Islam)
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