riyada in arabic means "training" or "discipline". It was used by the arabs in relation to horse taming. Sufis refer to their discipline as "riyadat an-nafs": disciplining the soul / training the ego. Today, the word riyada has come to mean "sports". There is an Arabic proverb that says: "The purpose of sports (riyada) is not to win cups, but to discipline the soul". This blog is here to help me discipline my soul and train my body.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Something I just came across

(getting near to the end of the month, after which i'll be free to write here).

anyway, just came across this today (posted by a cute girl on Facebook):




An old man lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Quraan.

His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, "Papa, I try to read the Quraan just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book.

What good does reading the Quraan do?"

The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied,

"Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water." The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said,

"You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home.
Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.

The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.

At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.

The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.

Out of breath, he said, "See Papa, it's useless!"
"So you think it is useless?"
The old man said, "Look at the basket."

The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.

"Son, that's what happens when you read the Quraan. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives."


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it's interesting to come across this story today as just today i was studying about the great sufi al-Hakim al-Tirmidhi, and he said something very similar about Hadith. But since I can't remember exactly what he said, and I cant find it at the momoment, I'm not gonna try to give an idea of what he said because that would be unfair to him.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Faisal said...

Good story. I love reading parables...

December 19, 2006 at 4:57 PM

 
Blogger HijabiApprentice said...

thanks for this post!

December 21, 2006 at 7:55 PM

 
Blogger alimehmood said...

My idrisi shiekh told me to read quran even if I do not understand; I was told of the same logic

May 1, 2007 at 12:17 PM

 

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