Take your time................but read it!!!

Since last night my young son has been unwell. When I got back from Work this evening I decided to take him to hospital despite my exhaustion.

There were many waiting; perhaps we will be delayed by more than an hour. I took my number and sat down in the waiting room. There were many faces, young and old, but all silent. Some brothers made use of the many booklets available in the waiting room.

Some of those waiting had their eyes closed, while others were looking around. Most were bored. Once in a while the long silence was broken by a nurse calling out a number. Happiness appears on the one whose turn it is, and he gets up quickly; then silence returns.

A young man grabbed my attention. He was reading a pocket-sized Qur`an continuously; not raising his head even once. At first I did not think much about him. However, after one hour of waiting my casual glances turned into a deep reflection about his lifestyle and how he utilizes his time. One hour of life wasted! Instead of making benefit of that hour, it was just a boring wait. Then the call for prayer was made. We went to prayer in the hospital's Masjid. I tried to pray close to the man who was reading the Qur'an earlier in the waiting room.

After the prayer I walked with him. I informed him of how impressed I was of him and how he tries to benefit from his time. He told me that most of our time is wasted without any benefit. These are days that go from our lives without being conscious of them or regretting their waste.. He said that he started carrying the pocket-sized Qur`an around when a friend encouraged him to make full use of his time. He told me that in the time other people waste he gets to read much more of the Qur`an than he gets to read either at home or in the masjid. Moreover, besides the reward of reading the Qur`an, this habit saves him from boredom and stress.


He added that he has now been waiting for one and a half hours. Then he asked, when will you find one and a half hours to read the Qur`an? I reflected; How much time do we waste? How many moments of our lives pass by, and yet we do not account for how they passed by? Indeed, how many months pass by and we do not read the Qur`an? I came to respect my companion, and I discovered that I am to stand for account and that time is not in my hand; so what am I waiting for?

My thoughts were interrupted by the nurse calling out my number; I went to the doctor. But I want to achieve something now. After I left the hospital I quickly went to the bookshop and bought a pocket-sized Qur`an. I decided to be mindful of how I spend the time. If this information is beneficial to you, then please do forward it to your friends and relatives.

Our Prophet (SAW) said:

'Whoever guides or directs to good, then he gets the same amount of blessing (reward) as the one who does it.'

The Prophet (SAW) also said:

'Pass on knowledge from me even if it is only one verse'

  Ensure that you understand the meanings. Please do not recite it like a parrot.

• It's weight measured as 13 KG.
• Size:  Length 39.5I cm. and width 20 cm.
• The text was graving with Gold & Silver
• This Qura'n papers are made by fireproof material.
• It's every page giving different type of perfume smell

'Shahab Nama' by Qudratullah Shahab

“Shahab Nama” is a famous autobiography of Qudratullah Shahab, who used to be an eminent civil servant of Pakistan. In his book, Mr. Shahab has included a chapter “The distressed ghost of ‘Bimla Kumari’ (بملا کماری کی بے چین روح). In that chapter, he writes:

During my civil service, I used to live Katak before the the partition. I passed some time in a small, beautiful but mysterious house located in Katak (India). People used to believe that the house was haunted.

It was a dark night. I was lying on my bed and reading a book alone. I didn't have a table lamp and the switch of the bulb was located far away from the bed. At 11 o' clock, I closed the book and put it on the table. I stand up from the bed. When I was about to switch off the bulb, suddenly, the bulb switched off by itself with a loud sound. I thought that it might be happen due to the loose switch. While I was thinking about that, suddenly, the bulb again switched on by itself. Just then, I heard someone knocking at the door of the room. I was really scared at that time. I opened the door slowly with great fear but there was nothing, there. Although, I saw white smoke faded out like the smoke of the cigarette. There was also a fragrance of perfume around the smoke!

Mr. Shahab has described many true scary incidents like the above in that chapter in his book. Later, he tells that many years ago, a young Hindu lady 'Bimla Kumari' used to live there. She had been murdered and buried in the garden of the house!