O’ daughter of Islam! Start discussing Deen in front of your children.

Once upon a time there was that daughter of Islam who nurtured Sultan Salahudin Ayubi Rahmatullah Alaih, who shook twenty two Christian kingdoms.

There was also a daughter of Islam who breastfed the victor of Somnat, Mahmud Ghaznawi Rahmatullah Alaih, who was offered pearls and gems worth millions by the Hindus so that their temple could be saved. He declined saying, “This can never happen, What do you want the coming generations to say about the son of Ghazni. I am not and idol-seller, I am an idol-breaker". Mahmud Ghazni was the one who destroyed Qaramta.

Muhammed bin Qaasim, Qutaiba bin Muslim, Taariq bin Ziyaad, Sultaan Tipu  directly combating the British army forces were Sayed Ahmed Shaheed and Shah Ismaeel Shaheed, Sayed Ataullah Shah Bukhari Rahmatullah Alaih  and many more. There were thousands of such Mujahideen and Ulama who were the treasures of Islam. All these men opened their eyes in infancy, in your loving lap. You are the one who prepared them for the battlefield. O’ daughter of Islam!

O’ daughter of Islam! Look back and see it was you who encouraged them to go out in the path of Allah. You were the one who read to them the verses concerning the virtues of going out in the path of Allah. You read it to your father’s, brothers, husbands and sons because you had love for deen yourself.

This was the reason that through the call of Takbeer “Allahu-Akbar” of these brave soldiers of Islam, the oceans shook, the seas made way and the deserts rolled up. Their swords had the flash of lightning and the crack of thunder.

O’ daughter of Islam! All this was when you were encompassed in Deen. Your guide was the Quraan and the teachings of Rasulullah Sallalalu Alaihi Wasalam and the actions of the Sahaba Radhiallahu Anhuma. The Ka’bah Sharief was your centre and pivot.

O’ daughter of Islam! Your Imaan urged you to love Hazrat Khadija Radhiallahu Anha and Hazrat Ayesha Radhiallahu Anha. Your ideal was the truthfulness of Hazrat Abu Bakr Radhiallahu Anhu, the justice of Hazrat Umar Radhiallahu Anhu, the generosity of Hazrat Uthman Radhiallahu Anhu and the bravery of Hazrat Ali Radhiallahu Anhu.

O’ daughter of Islam! Do you remember that before putting your children to sleep, you would tell them stories of Hazrat Bilal Radhiallahu Anhu, Hazrat Sohaib Radhiallahu Anhu, Hazrat Salmaan Farsi Radhiallahu Anhu, Hazrat Khalid bin Walid Radhiallahu Anhu, Hazrat Ubaidah bin Jarrah Radhiallahu Anhu, Hazrat Abdullah bin Zubair Radhiallahu Anhu and the galaxy of Sahaba Radhiallahu Anhuma.

But today! What are you doing? O’ daughter of Islam! You are entertaining yourself with television, films, internet, novels, newspapers, etc. in which are character spoiling topics and nudity. At one time there were sounds of encouragement to Deen (Jihad) heard in your house, but now the sounds of film songs are heard in your home.

O’ daughter of Islam! At one time soldiers of Islam, who handled swords and spearheads, grew up in your lap, but today! Children who play with teddy bears, watching cartoons, playing musical instruments are growing up in your lap.

O’ daughter of Islam! Those were children who trod the path of Haq and these are children who are treading the path of destruction. Those were children who played with death; these are children who are fearful of death. Those were children who were inviters to Islam; these are children who are traitors of Islam. Those were children who were disgusted with the world; these are children who are lovers of this world.

O’ daughter of Islam! Falsehood is lifting its head again. The darkness of oppression, tyranny, fear, seizing by force, barbarism, etc. is spreading in the world again. The shadows of oppression are lengthening. The doors and walls of Baitul Muqaddas are waiting for a Salahuddin Ayoobi. The jungles of Africa and the deserts of Arabia are once more waiting for a Qutaiba bin Muslim.

The daughters of Kashmir, Palestine, Iraq, Afghanistan and Syria have lost all hope, waiting for the son of Muhammed bin Qaasim. The shores of Spain, the Jumma masjid of Cordova, the battlefield of Qaadsiya, the doors and walls of Baitul Muqaddas, the red fort and the Jumma Masjid of Delhi, the valleys of Balakot, the Babri Masjid, are once more restless to hear the sounds of the warriors, horses hooves, the whizzing of arrows, the clinking of swords and calls of the Takbeer, Allahu- Akbar  because the Muslims of Palestine, Syria, India, Kashmir, Iraq and Afghanistan are being crushed by the enemies of Muslims and Islam. They are crying, sighing and sobbing, they are shredded to pieces and are dying; they are being slaughtered, chopped up and burnt alive, for what crime? Only because they are Muslims!

O’ daughter of Islam! O’ you builder of nations! What are you? Are you only mothers to the children you have given birth to? See, your children are being slaughtered in Syria, in Iraq and many other countries and the Muslim world, with eyes filled with hope they looking towards you, hungrily, thirsty, quivering and gasping, they are telling you, “O Mother, O Sister, when are those warriors of yours coming to help us?” Yes these innocent little angels are calling you; will they have to turn back without your response?

O’ daughter of Islam! They are waiting for your answer. Has your heart turned to stone? Has the natural love departed from your heart? Are you the mother of only the children that you have given birth to? Have you no relation and connection to these other children? Do you not have a relation of humanity, of Imaan with them? In front of which all other relationships are insignificant. 

O’ daughter of Islam!, O’ builder of nations! O’ the one who brought up the Ambiya Alaihis Salaam, martyrs and the pious, get up to help these children, elders and honourable sisters who have lost hope and are calling out? “Mataa Nasrullah”  When is the help of Allah coming?

Transalation of an urdu Article from a Monthly Periodical