Community Tales

Community tales are a set of stories written by members of community and covers a wide range of areas, from poetry to protecting the environment to preventing the spread of COVID-19, to addressing the healing of nature to deal with viral and infectious diseases to uniting neighborhoods together for change, and refining the public’s health. These stories represent the amazing efforts that are being undertaken in the every corner of the earth to expand communities and make a better world.

A TALE FROM THE PAST!

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

This story is about Baba Taher Persian Sufi poet. He moved from Malaier to Hamedan in his youth to go to the mountain, where he could be all alone.

One day on his way to the mountain, he bumped to a group of young theologians reciting their religious book in a caravansary. He was watching them with admiration. Filled with joy and excitement, he approached the boys and asked, how did you learn to read like this? 

To make fun of this illiterate village boy they said, we broke the ice of the nearby pool and stayed in icy water till morning. When we woke up in the morning, we were able to read.

He thought to himself, why don’t I give it a try? So, he left the boys and turned back towards the icy pool. It was a cold winter day, and the ice in the pool was very thick. But if he wanted to read, he had to do it, he thought to himself.

He broke the ice of the pool and entered the icy water. Shivering and freezing with the thick ice he felt every cell in his body is starting to freeze. But he refused to give up. If this is all take for me to read like those boys, so be it. 

He stayed till morning. The next day when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the pool. He stepped out of the water and looked at a parchment by the pool. He looked at the words, and in his surprise, he could read the entire writing on the parchment. 

The Lord of heaven and the Erath is kind and merciful. He’s the commander and ruler of anything in existence. When he says ‘be’ everything will be under his superior command.

A WORSHIPPER!

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The story starts after the couple met each other in the market. There was an immediate spark between them, and they fell in love with each other. The tale below is one of the many tales referred to Majnoon on his search for Lily.

Majnoon heard Lily’s father forced an arranged marriage with the son of the chief of the tribe. Feeling pain and agony for losing his beloved Lily, he followed the convoy. Unaware of his condition he passed by a hermit worshiping God. Being interrupted, the pious man started yelling at Majnoon and blamed him for disconnection between him and God.

Screaming in rage, he stormed out at him, can’t you see I was worshiping God? I’ve been praying here for 30 years and you disrupted my prayer. Majnoon who just found himself where he was; answered the man, because of my deep love for Lily I didn’t see you praying here, how did you notice me when you are worshiping the mighty God?

 Astonished by his answer, the worshipper fell on his knees wondering how deep was his love and affection for God. Indeed, there was so much to learn.

Love without barrier

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The story of Yousef the prophet, known to have the wildest beauty that no woman could resist him. He was taken as a slave and was on his way to be sold in the marketplace. The rich and wealthy men and women from upper class were rushing to the market to own this noble slave.

Among this wealthy crowd a decrepit woman leaning on a stick making her way towards the marketplace where Yousef was. She’s been stopped by the guards and was questioned, where are you heading to, they asked? She simply said I am going to purchase Yousef. The guards burst into laugher. How are you going to pay to buy him, said one of the guards?  She unwrapped the item in her hand and said, this is a spindle which I make a living with and I’m going to offer this (spindle) for Yousef.

Do you see this crowd, all these beautiful rich man and woman, one of the guards asked? They all want him, what is your chance, he continued?  

I know my chance for having Yousef is slim, but I still try. This crowd may offer a small portion of their wealth to own him, but I offer all I have. I am not after the beauty of his face I am after the beauty of his heart.

Yusuf’s indescribable beauty caused him to be locked up in the prison, but when God granted him knowledge it caused him to rank in society. The virtue of knowledge against the physical beauty.

What is ‘Law Of Attraction’ and How To Raise Your Frequency?

Story by: Jivica Soltan, Canberra, Australia 

‘’Say you are listening to the radio in your car and do not like the music that you are hearing, what do you do? You change the channel of course! What many people fail to realize is that we can take charge of our lives in the exact same way. Do not like the life that you see before you? Then change your frequency. Change the channel of your life.’’

The key to using the Law Of Attraction usefully is knowing how to raise your emotional frequency.

The Energy

The law of relatively states E = MC^2, meaning everything in this universe, including us, is made up of energy. Our thoughts consist of nothing but the energy vibration. ‘’It is this energy that the universe is constantly reacting to, striving to align itself with the energies that we are projecting and expanding on it, to provide us with more of the same. This is our ‘frequency’.’’

The way that the Law Of Attraction works is to match our ‘frequency’ to give us more of the same, that it is critical we work to raise our frequencies. When we fill ourselves with negative emotions such as sadness, fear, anger, or general pessimism, we emit low frequency and the universe can only respond on this, promoting greater negativity in our lives.

On the other hand, when we attempt to raise our frequency with thoughts and actions of love and positivity, the more joyful and loving our lives become.

Stop pulling your Frequency down

‘’The problem isn’t trying to raise your frequency. After all, when we are being true to ourselves, our frequency and energies are always striving to be at their highest and most positive. However, it is when we let the stresses and worries of daily life affect us that our emotional frequency is dragged down.’’

Here are just some methods to release the frequency and let it rise: have deep breath, listen to your thoughts, do something that you lave and passionate about, meditate, read spiritual scriptures such as Quran, Bible, etc.

‘’As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.’’ – Rumi

The Desire

Story by Admin

Science now confirms that everything in the universe is connected. This is not new to us, as it mentioned in the Quran and other religious books for millennials.

Every object, animal, human being, and dark matters are made of particles or substances with incredible energy.

If you break a single atom in the lab, it releases powerful energy that can destroy an entire city.

However, as mighty as this power is, no other creature except human being is able to tap and unleash it.

But what is stopping us?

Many of us have burning desires but never take any actions to fulfil them. We let our doubts and fear control our behaviour.

But remember this: you would not have the desire unless you were capable of its achievement. Whatever it is that you desire with all your heart understand once and for all that it can and should be yours.

Don’t settle for rest unless you achieve what your desire or your whole existence is in vain.

“Act as though it is impossible to fail.”  Dorothea Brande

Hatim Ta'ie,

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Hatim al-Tai was a famous Arab prince and a poet who belonged to the Ta’i tribe of Arabia. Many stories unfolded about his generosity and munificence.

The generous Hatim had just passed away and his mother was grieving for his death. He was a hope and support for poor and unfortunate people. Now that he’s gone who is going to take his place, his grieving mother thought.

Her younger son who saw his mother in great sorrow told her ‘ mom don’t worry I’ll continue his way and look after the needy. The mother looked at him and said nothing like she knew something. The next day Hatim ‘s brother sat in Hatim’s place and as a custom set by Hatim, he met needy people and gave each of them a gold coin.  In the evening, satisfied with his work, he wrapped up his work and hit towards home.

His mother welcomed him and asked for his day. He proudly announced that he had a great day. Nothing major, just a minor issue with an old woman who came to me twice and asked for more. I warned her do not try that again. Didn’t you know who she was, she asked. No mom, she had a cover on her face, he answered. I was that old lady and you frowned the second time I came to you, but when I approached Hatim over seventy times in the past, he gave me a gold coin each time with a smile. You know my dear son no one can replace him.

Solomon and Belqase, the queen of Sheba

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The Hod Hod (hoopoe), the messenger bird of the King Solomon just flew in panting, brought an important news for the king. He reported that there is a rich land called Sheba who are gone to a stray path and worship the sun. The land is ruled by a powerful and beautiful Queen called Belqais (Makeda).

Stunned by the news King Solomon wrote a letter addressed to the Queen Belqase, it read: ‘’In the name of God the Gracious, the Merciful; from Solomon the messenger of God to Queen Belqase the ruler of Sheba. Greetings to her with the follower of the righteous guidance. I invite you to hear the divine call, to accept and worship one God only.   

Hod Hod took the letter to Sheba and delivered it to Queen. Belqais that was a seeker of truth and wisdom welcomed Solomon’s letter and decided to go and see the great king. While they’re on the way, the Solomon ordered to his subordinates to bring the throne of Queen Belqais to his palace. Then he ordered to build a corridor from the entrance of his palace all the way to his throne using transparent glasses on the floor where water was running beneath.

When Queen Belqais arrived and entered the palace she upraised her Royal dress to avoid getting wet, but to her surprise she was walking on the water without getting wet. Solomon who was watching her smiled and explained about transparent glasses that are built on top of the running water.

The king pointed out to a throne facing her and asked her if she recognise it. Startled in disbelieve she confirmed that it’s indeed her own throne. She accepted his call to accept and worship one God alone and took his hand as her lawful husband.

THE LADY AND THE JINNY OF THE LAMP!

Story by: Erfan Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

A lady was walking in the woods one day, when suddenly her foot hit a solid object. She looked down, it was an old oil lamp. She remembered the story of the Aladdin and the Jinny, so quickly started to wipe up the lamp with her sleeve. As she was wiping the lamp, in her astonishment the smoke came out and turned into a Jinny.

The lady became very happy and demanded to have three wishes as a reward for freeing Jinny.  But Jinny said things have changed and you can have only one wish. She thought for a moment and said I want you to make peace in the middle east, and she handed over a map. Jinny looked at the map and told her these countries have been fighting for thousands of years even though I’m good at fixing things but this one is out of my reach, please make another wish.

She thought again for a moment and said I’ve not been able to find my ideal man so far. Someone who is kind, generous, calm, handsome, wealthy, honest, lawful, supportive, helpful around the house, doing the chores, someone who doesn’t just lay down on the coach and watch football all the time. The Jinny made a quick search and then said; will you give me that damn map again? Erfan 

CYRUS' DECREE AFTER THE CONQUEST OF BABYLON!

Story by: Erfan Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

I am Cyrus, king of Achaemenid Empire, king of Anshan, king of Babylon, king of Sumer and Akkad, king of the four corners of the world, the king of the kings.

I’ve ordered not to impose discomfort to the people, their discomfort is my discomfort and their happiness is my happiness. Let everyone stay on their beliefs, respect women, help the needy, everyone is free to speak their dialect, all the chains are broken under my kingdom and all slaves are free.  

We’ll overcome injustice and cruelty, and celebrate life under a united nation. 

Long live my heavenly land.

The wolf and 3 lambs!

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Once upon a time there was a mother sheep called ‘Boz Boze Ghandy’ with her 3 baby lambs called ‘Shangoul’, ‘Mangoul’ and ‘Habbeye Angour’.

One day she was going out to visit a friend. So she called the children and warned them of a wolf recently seen around that area and told them not to open the door to anyone but her. To recognize her in her return they should check her hands and if they are white it’ll be the mother and they can open the door. The baby lambs nodded and said goodbye to their mother unaware of the wolf’s stealthy listening.

When she left the house, the wolf put some flour on his hands to make them look white then he knocked on the door. The children who were playing suddenly stopped and rushed to the door to open it but remember their mother’s instruction. So, they asked the caller, who’s this? The wolf said it’s me, your mom, they said show us your hands, the wolf showed his hands. They saw two white hands and thought it’s their mother, so they opened the door. The bad wolf jumped inside and terrified the baby lambs. The baby lambs horrified and ran randomly trying not to get away from the ferocious wolf that was now chasing after them.

Suddenly the door was opened, and the lambs’ mother rushed inside the house frightening and panting, not believing her eyes. She feverishly ran towards the wolf and knocked him down with her horn. The wolf screamed in pain agony not knowing what happened looking at the lambs’ mother direction. He watched she’s charging again towards him, panicky he got up and ran out of the door as fast as he could and never came back again. 

The scared children were safe again. They just learned a big lesson, to always be cautious.

The companion of the cave - part I

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

At the time of King Decius, a pagan who oppressed the believers, there were six young warriors who were believed in God. They were from royal families close to King. They decided to conceal their faith to avoid the persecution that was to be sacrificed for the idols.  

Despite their love for the town and their families they decided to leave the town. They made their way towards the outback to find a place to practice their religion freely. 

On their way, they met a Sheppard who was resting his sheep on the grass. They told him that they fled from the pagan king, and searching for a place to worship God freely. The shepherd opened to them and revealed his real desire to get away and be with believers. So, they invited the shepherd to join them on their quest. 
The shepherd excitedly followed them. On the way, he noticed his dog is following them. They had to take the dog with them since the dog was a far distance from the herd.
The journey was tough, and the path was unknown. Desperately searched for some direction that may help them. In their despair and agony, they noticed a strong ray of light above the mountain. 
They excitedly followed the ray till got on the top of the mountain. There was a cave nearby. They entered the cave and found it to be a safe place to rest for a while. Tired of the long journey, they sat on the floor and then decided to have a short nap. To be continued…

The companion of Cave - part II

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

They went to sleep in daylight when they woke up it was in the late afternoon, asking one another how long they’re sleeping, one said a couple of hours another said probably half a day. One of them suggested going to the town to get something to eat. The others agreed and asked him to take caution.

He approached one of the nearby shops and purchased a few loaves of bread. He reached out to his pocket and grabbed a gold coin to pay for the loaves of bread. When he handed in the coin to the shop owner, the owner almost jumped off his chair. Hit with surprise, looking at the valuable coin and the owner of the coin, he snatched the coin and said, where did you get this coin from?

Astonished by the shop owner’s reaction towards the money, he thought maybe in this part of the land they don’t use this money. So, he explained that this money is common in the place he is from. How it can be? The shop owner exclaimed. This money belongs to 300 years ago at the kingdom of king Decius. Our land roles under a worthy faithful king now, the shop owner put in.

Confused and a bit joyful, he returned to the cave and told the story to others.  After the story was told to others, they decided to find out what is happening. They hit towards the town to meet with their family and friends and to ask them what revolutions have happened? 

Walked to the town they found out the story is true; the King Decius tyrant era ended over 300 years ago, and no one of their families and friends is not alive anymore. They approached by the new kings’ soldiers and escorted to the palace.

After talking to them, the king ordered their story to be written and to be told so for the all the believers today and for the future generations to see the willing of God overwhelms all things and being and protects whoever he wills.

Moses and Wisdom Of God

Story by: Erfan Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

One day Moses said to God, you create Beautiful beings from all kinds and then annihilate them, please tell the wisdom behind this. God answered we gave you the knowledge and wisdom to lead your people and teach them about things they do not know. Your question arises from the knowledge, not ignorance, and I will answer you by giving you a simple task.
 
Then God ordered Moses to grow and harvest some wheat from a provided land. Moses followed the order. After sometimes, when the wheat was all grown and ready to harvest, Moses cropped it all. Then God asked him why did you crop the wheat? Moses responded because the wheat should be plucked from the husk. Then the wheat seeds can be restored and use when it is needed.
God asked him where did you get this knowledge from? Moses replied, ” I have my knowledge from you. You gave me the wisdom and knowledge about things around me.
How come you have this ability to separate the waste from the whole thing to get the pure seeds, but I don’t? God responded the mankind is not at the same level of faith and commitments. So, they need to be distinguished from each other. Every man has been given the secret of the divine that is hidden within. This hidden treasure is inside every human heart, and it is up to them how to use it. 
Oh, you, the mankind, reveal the divine being that is trusted to you, so you can shine like a bright star.
 

The Crazy Man?

Story by: Erfan Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

There was a mad man in our town who was always chased by children. But he was never upset by children cruelty, even when they were throwing stones at him and mocking him. 
 
One day, I watched him and was curious to find why he is so kind to the kids even when they hurt him? So, I asked him to come to our home and stay for a moment. I asked him why he is so kind and patient with kids and does not chase them away when they insult him?  
He replied with a smile; everyone thinks I am crazy because I behave differently with others. At the same time, it is fascinating for kids that they can be around an adult who does not punish them for their insolence. You may think they insult me, but they are comfortable with me and feel happy when they are around me. 
 
I asked him; what are the best and worse experience he has in his life. My father’s smile at his death bed was a cherishable moment, and people’s sob and sorrow in his funeral was the worst thing I can remember”, he answered. 
His response and attitude towards life made me ponder over my perception of events around me. He is a free spirit, not worrying about what happens next. For him next is now and he lives in it.    

The story of Nimrod - part1

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The ship was cutting through the roaring waves trying to survive, but the ocean seemed too strong to be defeated. It finally gave in and started to sink. The water flooded the ship and spread all around the deck. People were running in panic and fear while the storm was getting stronger and menace.

The wealthy passengers with all valuable belonging now let go with their treasures and tried to survive.

After the storm calmed down, the ship was nowhere to be seen. The broken pieces of the ship with the rest of the goods and materials were floating on the calm water.

However, in the surprise and astonishment, the rescuers found a small figure unconscious on the shore, it was a kid, still alive.

The rescuers rushed towards him and took care of his welfare.

He grew up as a young and strong man. People considered him a miracle and treated him with kindness and respect. He developed wisdom and knowledge, and he had an urge to lead people. So, he became the governor of the city and soon after the king of Babylon.

The story of Nimrod – part 2

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

With the kingdom, comes the power. Nimrods’ kingdom possessed wealth and prosperity beyond imagination. He inherited the wealth and power that the previous kings possessed.
He became respected and loved by people. His statues were built in every corner of the land. People started to worship him.
Clouded by the arrogant, Nimrod forgot the time of despair when God saved him when he was a little boy.

The power soon empowered him to the point that he claimed to be God. Not only he claimed to be God, but he also ordered his army to prepare for the war against the lord of the heavens and Erath in which people believed living above in the sky.
He led his troops to search Gods’ army and fight with them, but what they faced, however, was an army of the particular type of poisonous mosquitos that destroyed his entire troop with a couple of bites.

Disappointed and frustrated with what happened he ordered to build the tallest tower possible. AS soon as the tower was ready, he went to the top of the tower to get close enough to the sky. He aimed to shoot and kill God in the sky, in which some people believe is more powerful than him.

He sent a precise and targeted arrow towards the sky, to everyone’s’ surprise, the arrow returned with blood on it. Some people were cheering crazily, some frightened.

But Nimrod was out of his skin. He claimed victory in his battle against God. While he was celebrating arrogantly, a mosquito entered his nose. He tried to cough and remove it, but the mosquito was already inside his nose and down to his brain.

In everyone’s’ surprise, Nimrod fell on the ground violently, and after much agony and pain, his life was ended.

Nimrods’ life ended not by a powerful army of angels and unseen creatures but by the lowest form of creation, a miserable mosquito. He died in disgrace and humiliation.  

 God cannot die. Our battle against the kind and merciful creator only destroys us. Every single element of existence, include any cells in our body testifies his Lordship.

God saved Nimrod from death and gave him power and greatness to rule as a just king. He took it as easily when Nimrod corrupted by his ego and arrogance. There is indeed a lesson to learn for the guided ones.   

The story of Moses – Part I

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Nerves and cautious, Jochebed walked towards the sea, holding a small basket contains the most precious treasure of her life.  

In order to save her son’s life, Jochebed confided water to let her precious love go with tear and sorrow. The basket was floating on the surface of water taking the new-born baby, Moses, to his destiny. The new-born baby far from pharaoh’s reach who ordered to find and kill every male-born baby in Egypt.

The little basket reached the shore, where Pharaohs wife’s maids found it. They informed the Pharaoh’s wife and the queen of Egypt, Asiya, of what they have found on the shore. She opened the basket; and saw, a cute baby looking at her with a smile. She fell in love with the baby boy and ordered to carry him inside her palace. Not knowing her husband; Pharaoh, the king, who just commanded his security force to search for any male new-born baby and kill them all.

Asiya persuaded Pharaoh to raise the baby in the palace, and Pharaoh accepted. Her next challenge was to find a nanny to breastfeed Moses as he was not accepting any nurses. The search for a breastfeeding woman eventually led to Moses own mother, Jochebed. She offered Asiya to let her give it a try. As she had successfully breastfed him, she was assigned to be his nanny in the palace. Filled with joy and excitement, she held Moses in her arms and tears covered her cheek. Now she could safely to be with her son and take care of him.

The baby grew under the care of his own mother and kind queen inside Pharaoh’s palace. Soon he became a young and strong boy. He grew up mischievous, questioning any facts, not easy to convince.

The story of Muses - Part II

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Moses has grown up with the love and care of his mother and kind queen. He became a young and just man. One day, he was walking along the side of the Nile. He noticed some commotion involving the Pharaoh’s soldiers. When he got closer, he noticed an old man that seemed to be an Israelite is getting insulted by one of the Pharaoh’s guards.
The poor man was badly injured and was crying for help. Fed up with all injustice against the Israelites, Moses approached the guard and asked him to leave the poor man alone. But the guard rudely pushed him away and continued assaulting him.
Overwhelmed and not able to cope with seeing this injustice, he raided at the guard and knock him down. The solder fell on the floor unconscious with no sign of breathing.
The incident was reported to Pharaoh, and he ordered to arrest Moses. Moses heard about the order and decided to leave the town to skip persecution.
On his way, he met two young girls who were grazing their sheep on the grass. He greeted them and helped them to water their sheep. The girls thanked him and invited him to go to see their father, prophet Shoaib.
Shoaib welcomed Moses and thanked him for helping his little daughters. Moses told his story and how he fled the prosecution and cannot go back to his town. Shoaib asked him to stay with them and take his eldest daughter’s hand in marriage when she’s mature enough.
After ten years, Moses married the young girl, and soon he had his extended family.
He had an urge to go back to his town. After ten years, everything should have been cooled down, and it’s safe to go back. He talked to his wife and Shoaib, and they agreed that they all go together. He got back home safely and introduced his new family to his mom and the kind queen.
However, life had another bargain for him. On a cool night on their way, Moses saw a flicker of light at the top of the mountain. He went to check it out assuming it to be fire. What happened then was unbelievable.

The story of Moses - part III

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

When the night, Moses observed the light on the mountain, he wanted to go up the mountain, and bring the flame down. But when he got there, he saw it wasn’t a flame at all, but it was an overwhelming ray of light. The light was magnificently glorious. He felt peace and calmness like never before.

Wandering around and feeling unexpected joy and calmness, he heard a voice echoing in the still mountain. The voice said; I am your God, the creator and sustainer of the Earth and heavens. The one who saved you from the harm and raised you above all. Today, I have chosen you as my messenger to lead your tribe to righteousness and virtue.

So, drop your stick at once. Moses dropped his stick; and to his wonder, it turned into a giant snake. Filled with fear, he jerked back and faced the mighty snake that was staring at him. After calming down, he approached the snake and touched it by his hand, and in his horror, the snake turned back into a stick again.

The voice echoed back again. Now take your hand under your arm and raise it, the mighty voice said. As soon as Moses did so, a powerful light shined through his palm. The voice echoed once more, Moses, with your stick and this power on the palm of your hand, go to Pharaoh and invite him to the monotheism and straight path. Do not fear him as you are under my protection, the voice exclaimed.

When Moses regained his senses, he climbed down and headed towards the town. He announced his prophecy mission to his people and invited them to worship one God. The Israelites listened to his words and were excited and happy to see at last God has sent his prophet to them. After meeting his mother, he went to carry on his mission.

When Moses and his brother Aaron met Pharaoh, Moses delivered his message to him and invited him to worship one God. Pharaoh demanded proof. Moses performed two miracles; his cane and the emergence of light from the palm of his hand. Pharaoh was impressed at first, but he changed his mind fearing Moses may take control of his authority. So, he said that is just cheap magic and challenged Moses to take on his powerful wizards.

The day was set, to see if Moses power surplus the Pharaoh’s wizards or it’s just a magic trick. When the day came, people from all over the land gathered in the Pharaoh’s palace to witness this mighty challenge. On one side was the Pharaoh’s wizards presented before Pharaoh, and on the other side, Moses standing right with his stick in his hand.

To be continued. 

The Story of Moses - part IV

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The day has arrived, people gathered around Moses Aaron and the wizards. Everyone was waiting for the Pharaoh to come. The king arrived with his army of 70 skilful wizards. 

The wizards approached the king to make sure their reward is good. The Pharaoh acknowledged his wizards and announced; what you ask, you’ll be given. You’ll be given wealth, authority, and position in my kingdom upon defeating Moses in his art. You defeat him, and you’ll be among the closest to me. The magicians were thrilled. Nobody has ever offered such a privilege.

The wizards returned to the arena and started their magic by reading spells and throwing the ropes and sticks on the ground. The ropes and sticks turned into snakes immediately. The poisonous snakes and reptiles covered all the surface of the arena. The crowd were excited and fearful at the same time.

The magicians, proud of their act challenged Moses to do better. Moses seemed to be outnumbered. But with no fear, he calmly dropped his stick and whispered, “in the name of God”, it then changed into a mighty serpent. Looking at the magnitude of the serpent, the act of other magicians seemed to look like a child play.

 In the amassment and surprise of the crowd, the great serpent started to eat all the other snakes and reptiles ferociously until there was none left. The crowd, the wizards and even the Pharaoh were mesmerised by the magnificence of Moses performance. 

The wizards were petrified. They knew this is not a cheap magic trick. They fell on their knees, shaking and panting. They announced Moses victory and testified this act is a supreme act of the mighty creator.

The wizards prostrated with tears, crying out,” we believe in the Master of Moses and Aaron”, he is indeed the mighty creator.

The crowd were excited, fearful, crying and cheering all at the same time.

Pharaoh, who was shocked and speechless, was able to recover.  He looked at his wizards who are Kneeling on the ground and ordered them to recover themselves. He spoke harshly to them and accused them of compromising with Moses. Although there was no chance of this was happening, he remained hostile and aggressive towards them and threatening them with severe punishment if they don’t renounce their new faith.  

The wizards, now as the believers said, your punishment is just temporary and only in this short life while we seek God’s reward in the hereafter in eternal life. Pharaoh ordered to punish them as he promised, the wizards died as believers.

Pharaoh had the chance of becoming a believer and provide his people with a prosperous and meaningful life under the mercy of the creator. But his ego and will for power led him to die as an oppressor to his people and a denier of the truth. His body was preserved to be an example for all generations.

The story of Moses - The final part

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The story continues with Moses and his followers plan to leave Egypt overnight. However, The Pharaoh and his guard found out and charged after them. Moses and his followers reached the Nile river and found themselves stranded since there were no bridges or ships to cross the river.

Moses’s followers were disappointed when they saw Pharaoh and his guards from afar. They began to complain to Moses, saying, “Your God has left us alone.”

The revelation came from God, “Moses put your staff in the water”, and Moses dipped his staff in the water, and in no-time, the majestic body of the water of the Nile turned into dry land. People not believing their eyes shouted, and roared triumphantly, crossing the Nile, which was dry now, and escaped safely out of the water.

Pharaoh and his guards followed closely behind when the dry land of the Nile turned into a roaring body of the water and Swallowed them all. 

The Moses followers overwhelmed with God’s mercy and compassion. They praised the mighty God and thanked him for saving them from the clutches of the bloodthirsty Pharaoh and his mercenaries.

The account of Moses and Pharaoh is the truth. It is a story of authority deception and oppression that knew no bounds.  It’s a sign of God’s Magnificent Power and mercy for people who believe.

This is not the end, but a new beginning as the story repeats over and over again.

The story of the Little Mermaid

Story by: Ali Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The story follows the journey of a young mermaid who is willing to give up her life in the sea as a mermaid to gain a human soul. 

The Little Mermaid lives in an underwater kingdom with her widowed father (Mer-King), and her five older sisters, each of whom had been born one year apart. When a mermaid turns fifteen, she is permitted to swim to the surface for the first time to catch a glimpse of the world above, and when the sisters become old enough, each of them visits the upper world one at a time every 365 days. As each returns, the Little Mermaid listens longingly to their various descriptions of the world inhabited by human beings.

When the Little Mermaid’s turn comes, she rises up to the surface, watches a birthday celebration being held on a ship in honor of a handsome prince, and falls in love with him from a safe distance. A violent storm hits, sinking the ship, and the Little Mermaid saves the prince from drowning. She delivers him unconscious to the shore near a temple. Here, she waits until a young woman from the temple and her ladies in waiting find him. To her dismay, the prince never sees the Little Mermaid or even realizes that it was she who had originally saved his life.

The little Mermaid asks her grandmother if she can keep the prince under the water. But, her grandmother says that human will die under the water. So, she lets the prince go.

Later on she goes after the prince and sees the prince is happy with another woman. She goes back to the water and say good bye to her human love. 

The Story of the Great Saint Ibrahim Adham

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

The story of Ibrahim Adham conversion is one of the most celebrated in Sufi legend, like that of a prince renouncing his throne and searching for the truth as in God.
The story began as the king is haunting along with his mercenaries, when he noticed he’s been drifted away from his armed force, and he’s all alone in the middle of a barren desert.

Wandering around, he noticed an old ragged man is sitting under a tree and is about to eat his meal.
The king watched the old man in amusement as he’s nibbling on a piece of dry bread that he took out of old cloth with enjoyment. Then he uncapped his water bottle and drank a small portion of the water pleasantly. The man prayed for God’s blessing and napped on a piece of rock.

The king felt uneasy and ashamed of himself, as living in the luxury and has everything in his possession but reserved no gratitude for all the blessings.  
The king pondered upon his life and the old man’s life and want an exit. That was the turning point for him. He made his decision. He disguised himself in a ragged cloth and left the palace at dawn. Leaving his throne, his wealth, position, luxury life, the power and all materialisms that clouded his mind and distracted him from the truth and the love of God. He left the palace unanimously without taking a single penny and began his spiritual journey. 
 
Ibrahim – From king to ascetic
Ibrahim Adham came from a family of emperors who ruled in the city of Balkh in Central Asia. Ibrahim was a wealthy king whose palace was full of gold, silver, and precious gems. He wore ornaments laced with jewellery, and his slippers studded with gems.

A spiritual fire alighted in the king’s heart, and he headed for the desert, leaving both wealth and family forever. Now in search of radical love and eternal life, working as a humble gardener in a pomegranate garden, watering trees, cleaning the garden; and taking care of the fruits is his duty. 
 
Everything goes well until one day the owner of the house and garden brought a business partner with him. He called Ebrahim and asked him to bring them some sweet and ripe pomegranates. Ibrahim returned soon with some pomegranates in a basket. He left them and went back to work.

Busy at his work, he became alarmed by a scream from the room where the house owner and his guest were. Ebrahim, he heard someone called his name in an angry tone. He rushed towards the voice immediately, yes sir, he said. I told you to bring us sweet pomegranates, but these are sour and unripped, can’t you tell the difference between them after two years? He complained.

Sorry, I don’t know it, since I’ve never tasted any of them, Ibrahim exclaimed. What? You Haven’t tasted any of the fruits for over two years? That’s right, Ibrahim responded. I only know one person at this level of trust and piety, the noble Ibrahim Adham, the powerful king that renounced his kingdom, wealth and all his positions for the sake of God. Such an honour to be in the presence of the mighty king. The owner of the garden said. Ibrahim bowed down humbly and went back to the garden.
 
The next day Ibrahim that didn’t want anyone to know who he is, quit his job and continued his adventure.

Enlightenment

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Ibrahim’s life was full of adventures. There are many allegories related to him, such as his astonishing journey to Haj ( pilgrimage to Mecca) that usually was taken between two to three weeks by camels or on foot. However, it took him forty years to purify himself before face the holy place of worship of Mecca. In his admission towards Mecca with every step he took, he would do two Rak’a (cycle) of prayer, and he did it until he finally reached caa’ba.

Another incredible story is the narration by Yahya Bin Adam that accompanied Ibrahim for some time. He says once they were heading to a town where people were expecting them. A man met them out of town, may God be pleased with him and asked which one of us is Ibrahim Adham. I pointed to Ibrahim. The man asked Ibrahim would you please define a believer? Ibrahim pointed out to the mountain (Abi Gheis mountain) that stood in front of us. He said a believer is the one that if he commands a mountain to move, it will do so. Then by Ibrahim command, the Abi Gheis mountain started to move.

Ibrahim enlightenment and transformation made him to be one of the most prominent Sufi legend and saints who lift a path for believers to follow. 

He is said to have engaged in combat on the border with Byzantium, on one of his naval expeditions where he was martyred in the battle.  

Ibrahim ibn Adham was asked about the saying of Allah the Exalted. 

‘And Your Lord said, Supplicate to me and I will answer your supplication.’ 

Reunion

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Once upon a time, there was a father, named Darius, and his son, Noric who were living in a caravanserai. The living situation was harsh, so Darius decided to take a trip to the wealthy land of Ponia and look for opportunities.

Now that his son was older, he could live him on his own for a while, and when everything worked out well, come and pick him up. To make sure they can find each other in the future Darius, gave a necklace to Noric to wear and insisted he never take the neckless off his chess. 

Time passed, and Darius decided to go back and pick up his son, so both can go back to Ponia and start their new life together. Darius approached the caravanserai but wasn’t able to find Noric. Devastated and distressing, questioned people around. He was told by one of the workers that a group of people moved to Ponia, and perhaps his son joined them in the hope of finding him.

Darius tried to chase them by following any signs left behind them, and eventually, after months of travelling, he got to Ponia. The big search began from that point. He searched any towns, villages, and caravanserai on the land but didn’t find any signs of Norvic. The search went on for years, he almost looked everywhere but didn’t get any result. He didn’t give up and kept searching. 

In one of his searches, he found a crowded caravanserai filled with people who stayed there longer than usual. He soon realized everyone there has their own problem and looking for something, and some of them were searching for their lost ones just like him. Filled with the hope that he may also find his lost son, he joined them. 

Every day new people arrived at the place. One day a caravan arrived, and a group of people came to stay. Between them was a young and strong man. The young man greeted him, and they started to chat. Darius asked him where he is going. The young boy said he’s making a living by travelling with the caravan as a travel guide, but deep beneath is searching for his lost father. 

Darius’s heart was beating violently. Gasping for breath, he asked, you are looking for your dad? I lost my son too. Darius, now filled with the pain of losing his precious son, wasn’t able to continue and lift tearfully. 

The next day he met the young guy again. The young guy was doing some physical work and had his shirt off due to the extreme heat of the desert. Darius noticed a chain around the young boy’s neck. 

The chain was so familiar. When he got closer, he noticed it’s neckless. But not any neckless. It was the same neckless he gave his son before he left. Where did you get this neckless from? Darius shouted, surprisingly. It’s from my father, he answered. He gave it to me before he left me. Darius’s face covered with tears; he fell to his knees. You are my Norvic? My son? The young boy was panting, tears were covering his face. You’re my father? I thought you forgot about me. But you were looking for me all these years. Holding his father in his arms, wiping his tears from his face. There wasn’t a single word to describe this moment. 

This allegory, even on this small scale, can crash the mountains. But; when it scales up when love meets the lover, it can crash the entire universe. 

All fears become insignificant once the intention of life becomes love. – Rumi 

The tether of affection

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

Once upon a time, there was a young man who bought a newborn camel. He took care of her, and soon she became strong and healthy. He used her daily while she was happy giving service to her owner, to some point that they both liked each other.
One day to appreciate the camel’s hard work, the man bought her a nice camel tin, and it seemed that she liked it too. Everything was going well till the man got broke, he needed money urgently. Although he liked his camel, he had no choice but to sell her.

He said goodbye to her heavy-heartedly and left; while both shed tears. Unsettled by losing his precious camel, he started to work hard in order to repurchase her. Soon he saved up enough money, so he rushed back to the camel owner and paid him back the money, and got his camelback.

They both looked happy and excited to see each other again and enjoyed hours chilling out. While they were celebrating their reunion, the man noticed the camel tin was missing. So he took his camel to market and bought another one for her. The camel wasn’t happy and didn’t appreciate the new tin.

The man thought this one may have a problem, so he decided to get another one. But she had the same reaction about the second tin as well. He ended up getting several new tins but the camel didn’t like any of them.
Then he noticed what was the missing puzzle after looking at his camel’s eyes. She wanted her camel tin that she felt value and warmth for the first time. So they both searched the whole town until finally, they found it in a pawn shop. Exhausted but, excited he purchased the tin and fixed it on her neck.
They both shared tears of joy.  She taught him the tin was special not for its physical value but for what it presents as hard-wired to bond them together. The tale reminds us that the animals can evolve to appreciate love and devotion and foster feelings and expressions of gratitude.  

Moses and the Shephard

One day on his journey, Moses saw a shepherd praying to God. He says, oh my Lord, where you are, so I become your servant, sew your clothes, comb your hair, kiss your hands, massage your legs, at night-time fix your bed. This pattern was said in vain by that shepherd.

Moses heard his nonsense and said, who are you talking to, you fool? He said, with the one who created us. This earth and existence arose by his might.  Moses said, What a jerk, what blasphemy, and curse words. If you don’t shut your mouth, the fire of God’s wrath will burn you and the whole world.

The man said, o Moses, you burnt my being; I regret that I am at fault.  He tore his shirt off, cried in regret and remorse and fled to the desert.

God rebuked Moses and said: O our Prophet, why did you take our servant away from us? We work with lovers. The religion of lovers is separate from the language and religion of the worshipers. Religion is the lovers of love, and in the religion of love, the word and the face burn and the meaning remains. Face and tongue are the cause of discord. We do not want words and faces; we want heartache and purity.

In this story, Rumi (the author) tries to make it clear to the saints and ascetics that the main condition for the nearness and pleasure of God is to have a pure heart. In fact, God does not pay attention to the appearance of man and his words, and he sees and judges inside the servant.

Rumi goes on to say to Moses, in the language of God’s revelation, knowledge and portraiture are separate, and love and burn are separate.

When Moses heard this, he ran after the shepherd. He followed in his footsteps. Moses found the shepherd, took him, and said, “Good news from our Lord”, there is nothing stronger than the tendency of the heart. Just follow your heart and let the love leads you to the truth. Worship the holy creator the way your love teaches you.  

By choosing Moses and the shepherd as the main characters of the story, Rumi tried to express his views on theology and mysticism and flipped to the extremist who attached to mere appearances.

Story by Admin 
 

Zulnun's vision by Rumi 

Zulnun is one of the most prominent saints of early Islamic tradition, appearing in the earliest accounts of Sufism as the leading figure of his generation.  Zulnun has a vision about the day of judgement. He sees all human being is collected in front of God.
Then they hear the voice of God is coming gently offering a series of gifts.
The first time the voice of God says; who among you would like to receive the sum total of all world lead pleasures? Every delight, every joy every pleasure that I’ve ever created in this world? Who would like that?
Zolnoon says I sew 90% of people put up their hand. And the voice of God comes to them, it is granted on to you. They go like, no catch? No catch. So, they’re just happy and leave.

Voice of God comes to them the second time. Who here would like to be free from all suffering, no pain, no torment, no punishment. They go like, no catch? No catch.
The second time, it is granted on to you.
Now there is a very small crowd lift.
The third time, who amount you wishes from my loftiest and luminous paradise?
So, 90% of those who lift put up their hands.
The third time, it is granted on to you.

The Zolnoon says there are only a few people lift. And this time they hear the voice of God, thundering at them, I offered you every earthly delight, you chose it not, I offered you freedom from pain, suffering and punishment, you chose it not. I even gave you unconditionally my most luminous garden, you chose it not. What are you looking for?

Zolnoon says, The few people who lift, they can’t even offer an answer, lower their head down and said. We didn’t come for the garden, we didn’t come to avoid punishment, and we didn’t come for pleasure, we came for you.
One last time they hear the voice of God, then, in that case, I am yours.

That was always been a tradition, within the larger world of Islamic spirituality. Where it doesn’t articulate itself as this is what you do to be safe, this is what you got to do to get to heaven, this is what you got to do to avoid punishment. What you are seeking is the divine beloved.

A beautiful verse of the Quran – “In their stories is a lesson for those who possess intelligence. This is not a fabricated tale, but a confirmation of what came before it, and a detailed explanation of all things, and guidance, and mercy for people who believe.” – 12-111

My devoted dog

Story by: Belqase Masnadjam, Tehran, Iran

Translated by: Kourosh Jafari, Tehran, Iran

This is a story of a little dog, called Cyndi.
I was so excited to see my granddaughter visiting us after many years away from home, living in Germany. She arrived with a puppy, called Cyndi. Cyndi was a German dog and was trained by my granddaughter. She won the title of the cutest and most loving dog in the dog’s international competition in Germany.
Cyndi quickly placed herself in our home by interacting with the family members and showing affection and kindness.  
She especially placed herself in my heart by showing her gratitude and appreciation as soon as arrived at our home.
She loved to be the centre of attention, and that wasn’t hard to achieve with all the natural quality that she possessed.  
She was browsing all over the house, and when she was in the kitchen, she picked up a potato and play with it.  After a short while, she rushed towards me and started to bark softly. I followed her to the kitchen and noticed the potato that she was playing slipped under the couch.
I bent myself and tried to reach it. At the same time, she came to me and was kissing my hands and face and thanking me for my effort.
I got her potato back, and she started to play with it again. But all day, she came to me on many occasions and kissed my hands again. We have way more memory from her and never forget her friendly nature, her affection and her gratitude. 
 

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