a poem

Life after death

You only live once so sit back and enjoy No time for sorrows so fill it up with joy This way of thinking is totally wrong Our total existence is forever long Life is for eternity its stages are four The first is in the womb, but hold on there's more The second is from birth until the moment we die The third takes place in the place where we lie Barzakh is it's name until judgement day The fourth is eternity and in heaven we pray! The soul splits from the body at the time we die Then with the angel of death, they both will fly If the person is pious, the angel looks handsome And the wicked will wish, that they could ransom For the pious, the soul is taken on a piece of silk Eventually, they're in heaven with rivers of milk The evil person's soul is dragged out with pain Then they know, their life was in vain When Allah swt gives the order, the soul is returned Either to a bed of paradise, or else to be burned The soul is returned, while the family are grieving And then he is questioned while his loved ones are leaving At that time the person will be in such a state He is asked three questions which determine his fate He will be panicking, his heart full of fear When he sees the angels, Munkar and Nakeer He will be asked about his God, religion and what did he say About the person who appears in front of him that day That will be Muhammed SAWS, who can save us from hell The pious will recognize him, but others won't tell After answering rightly they are saved from the ordeal Of the torments of the grave, which to us seem unreal Their grave is extended and in peace they stay They will praise Allah SWT and continue to pray A window of paradise is seen and they sleep in bliss Whereas the unbelievers grave becomes hell's abyss Creatures are let loose on their fronts and back Their graves close in until their ribs will crack They are in constant agony until judgement day Nothing will help, it will be too late to pray They will know because of themselves, their future is wrecked But they won't have a clue what to further expect For the believer , it passes like a good night's sleep His good deeds have been done, the rewards he shall keep Judgement day will pass like the time for a prayer At the speed of light he crosses the bridge, thin as a hair And before he knows it, he is in paradise Whereas the unbeliever, will be paying his price This life is a journey, death isn't the end Real life goes on, so don't just pretend So prepare now, we're not here to stay Follow Islam, the key is to pray Brothers and sisters take this advice You'll be proud of yourself, when in paradise! To a non-muslim woman  by Rashid Khan When you look at me All that you can see is the scarf that covers my hair My words you can't hear because you're too full of fear, mouth gaping, all you do is stare You think it's not my choice in your own "liberation" rejoice. You think I'm uneducated, trapped, oppressed and subjugated, You're so thankful that you're free. But non-Muslim woman you've got it wrong You're the weak and I'm the strong. For I've rejected the trap of man. Fancy clothes - low neck, short skirt those are devices for pain and hurt. I'm not falling for that little plan. I'm a person with ideas and thought. I'm not for sale, I can't be bought. I'm me - not a fancy toy, I won't decorate anyone's arm, nor be promoted for my charm. There is more to be than playing coy. Living life as a balancing game - mother, daughter, wife, nurse, cleaner, cook, lover and still bring home a wage. Who thought up this modern "freedom"? Where man can love'em and man can leave'em. This is not free, but life in a cage. Always jumping to a male agenda competing on his terms. No job share, no creche facilities, no feeding and nappy changing amenities No time off for menstrual pain, "hormones" they laugh "what a shame" No equal pay equal skill your job they can always fill. No promotion unless you're sterilised. No promotion unless you're sexually terrorised. And this is liberation? Non-Muslim woman you can have your life. Mine - it has less strife. I cover and I get respected, surely that's to be expected, for I won't demean the feminine, I won't live to male criterion, I dance to my own tune and I hope you see this very soon. For your own sake - wake up and use your sight. Are you so sure that you are right? Whispers of Satan  by Sould Advisor   Stay in your bed, don't make a fuss. Your prayers can wait; give in to your nafs. (1) What! Go to the mosque, the path you'll pave? Don't bother, think of the gas you'll save. Why go the extra miles to be kind? Don't share that smile, they won't mind! Listen to your parents, why should you? You're big enough, don't let them tell you what to do! Don't look at those orphans, what could they need? You have your own problems, and family to feed. Wear good Hijab? Oh me, Oh my, you'll be targeted as a Muslim and put to shame. Just wear no makeup, and dress simple and plain. Go for Jihad? No not you. It's not your problem, what can you do? Don't worry about Jannah, your place is reserved. I promise you'll get all you deserve. Preach about Islam, and be nice? Listen to me, and take my advice!!! Don't fast during Ramadan, you'll feel dead. Don't go for Hajj, the heat you'll dread. Why give charity, or feed the poor? Don't do it I say, They'll just ask for more. Don't visit the Muslims, they'll bite your back. Don't stop your work for prayer, it's money you lack. Then he makes you hoard your wealth. He thinks while he talks, and laughs to himself. You take me as your friend, and don't give me a fight. I'll take you to hell to gain respite. On the judgement day we will meet. Allah's plan we can not defeat. Shatan thinks and thinks of more to say. Say A' oothoo billahi, and make him run away. Dear believer, don't let shatan put you to the test. You can overcome him, just do your best. (1) Nafs: Arabic word meaning self. (yourself)

Education is a critical factor in every child’s development. Yet, millions of children around the world, particularly in developing countries, do not have access to quality primary education.

Education is also the most effective tool to break the cycle of poverty, a belief held by His Highness Sheikh Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum. It was with this belief and a desire to give children - regardless of their nationality, creed or religion - the opportunity to become positive contributors to society, that His Highness launched Dubai Cares in September 2007.

Scientific Notation

Do you know this number, 300,000,000 m/sec.?
It's the Speed of light !

Do you recognize this number, 0.000 000 000 753 kg. ?

This is the mass of a dust particle!

Scientists have developed a shorter method to express very large numbers. This method is called scientific notation. Scientific Notation is based on powers of the base number 10.

The number 123,000,000,000 in scientific notation is written as :

The first number 1.23 is called the coefficient. It must be greater than or equal to 1 and less than 10.

The second number is called the base . It must always be 10 in scientific notation. The base number 10 is always written in exponent form. In the number 1.23 x 10¹¹ the number 11 is referred to as the exponent or power of ten.

To write a number in scientific notation:

Put the decimal after the first digit and drop the zeroes.

In the number 123,000,000,000 The coefficient will be 1.23

To find the exponent count the number of places from the decimal to the end of the number.

In 123,000,000,000 there are 11 places. Therefore we write 123,000,000,000 as:

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