Assalaamu ‘alaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuh,
Below is the list of masaajid who have said they will contribute to this event by delivering a khutbah on domestic violence on Friday the 18th of March 2011:
Join Ustahd Jalal Ibn Sa’eed for our live webinar about marital discourse and its solutions and resolutions in Islam, the non-violent way according to the Sunnah.
Sheikh Suliman Gani dedicates his Q&A session on Islam Channel to Domestic Violence.
Nour would like to express sincere gratitude to all those who put hard work, time and effort to make this trailer. In addition, our supporters featured in this video are the very grass root of which the foundations of Nour are built upon, and we thank their support to us. JazakAllah khair.
Jamaal Richards interviews Nour’s spokesperson, Mizanur Rahman.
The advancement of counselling is a procedure which involves the person as an individual. It is a long process which necessitates the person to reflect and adjust the “being” he or she thought she was. We carry excess baggage which needs to be removed and offloaded in order to make way for new growth and expansion. In order for this to take place we interact and have relations with people which they in turn reflect back some of whom we are.
The Cage of Life’s Paradise
Our lives now harp the songs of lamentations
from deep within our slumbering souls which are walled up,
But once there was a time,
Yes, there was an Age of carefree wonder and rhyme.
Oh, how we sped across life’s miles,
Alas, too soon we band of sisters became caged and beguiled,
The waves of wind no longer ripples or sings through our hair,
We were bartered, wedded and quickly ensnared.
I Got Red Roses Today
I got red roses today
It wasn’t our anniversary
Brick-hard fists pounded me
Blood splattered, yet thirstily he hounded me
Face swelled, teeth cracked
Mercy and leniency he lacked
Smiles crossed his face
That grace couldn’t replace
But I know he’s sorry because he sent me red roses today
A Woman’s Worth
I remember when you brutally hurt me,
I remember how you left me bruised and abused,
I remember how you made me cry floods of tears,
I remember how you cut my heart and let it bleed,
I remember how you neglected me and watched me weep,
I remember the anger and smirk on your face,
I remember your deathly looking eyes,
I remember how you were breaking my heart into pieces,
I remember how you attacked me with so much fury and aggression,