A request

I dont know if I have to say it to you or not. But I did not cry over the death of my friend. And this is causing some bad effects on me. I am having Asthma on first stage due to this condition and doctors said if I will not cry, the condition will get worse.

So, can you make me cry? Please, its my request. I am having some miner attacks of Asthma since last two days. And I cannot breathe properly.

I told you that people are dying now due to four reasons,1) wounds,2) starvation,3) cold and 4) depression. My conditon is caused by depression.

Looking forward to your reply.

Please this is serious.

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OMG, i got asthma too, because of pollution and cold in paris…
i advise you take fresh air in the countryside, and warm!! go south…
anyway…to cry?
listen to a sad song preferably one that your dead friend liked…and watch picture from her… go to places you two used to enjoy going together…

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i advise u to think of happy thoughts while crying

not sad, meloncholy events

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Thanks Noor and Nida(I guess this is your name). I cant laugh because when I try to laugh, I get asthma attack. So its neccessary to cry...........:( I didnot cry over a year and in our family, more than 10 people died in a year, young and old. Of both ages. But I didnot cry........:(

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it is

u dont necciserially have to laugh while thinkin of ur happy times

u can just cry it all out silently

btw any reason why u didnt cry?

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Thanks Nida. I dont know why I didnot cry…I think my behaviour resembles boys and I dont cry on such situations but I feel them worst. I miss them all. Always thinking of them who are gone.

Believe me, when my grandfather died, this year, I made myself to shed a few tears…its bad. I want to cry as its a normal behaviour. Please make me cry…:frowning:

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Hey please make me cry.................its neccessary.

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do woudhou, and get on jaen-namaz and ask Allah:)

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:flower1:

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Thanks Evil...............!

But tell me is it a normal behaviour if I dont cry on deaths of my relatives?

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it depends in a way that how close u r to a person!

if that relatives of u was close to u and u still didnt cry, then i can say it is not normal, u must be in shock and u r tooo afraid to let ur tears out!

u r going through grief period and this pain inside will eat u alive, u have ot vent it out somehow someway!

Ask Allah (s.w.t) to help u :)

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After the Haj - the Hajjat-ul-widah, Prophet:saw:'s mission was accomplished and it was about time that Prophet:saw: wanted to meet his Rafeeq al A’laa

One day, he went to the graveyard of the martyrs of Ghazwat al Uh’d.

He stood at the end of the field. And, he called Shaaheedaan-e-Uh’d

You are the formost and topmost (As-Saabeqoon al Awwaloon) who joined their Lord and I shall be joining you soon.

Then he walked back and while walking back, he said to one of the sahaabi:razi: I miss my brothers.

Sahaabi asked, Oh Prophet of ALLAH, who are your brother. Are we your brothers?

Muhammad-e-Arabi:saw: replied** No! But you are not my brothers; you are my COMPANIONS (Ashaab). My brothers are those from my Ummah, who have not seen me. Convey my salaam to my brothers, O’ my companions!**

Who was he talking about?

He was talking about us - the sinful Ummah of the Prophet:saw:

He who has the top most right of getting our salaam, sent the prayer of peace to us. Today, we look at ourselves, and our behaviors and we ask, do we deserve it, really? Are we worthy of it? We disobey him in every now and then and disregard his sunnah when our heart desires otherwise.

This brought tears to my eyes on the 27th night when our Arab Speaker Abdul Ghani presented the whole thing…
May ALLAH:swt: guide us all…

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omg… it can be for some, one of my closest relatives passed away recently and i didn’t shed a tear. everyone mourns the passing of someone in their own way.

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Thats what I am talking about. Ok I will ask Allah as He answers me and helps me in any situation. I love you Allah.

Anwaar bro, aisi bohat si batain main roz parhati hoon due to love of reading books. Keya karoon ab to rona bhi naheen ata. Haan Quran parh kar ansoon zaroor atay hain.

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In such case, I am sure you must have read the famous hadeeth that goes like Allah:swt: has made haraam the fire of hell on the eye that cries for the fear (khashiyah) of Allah:swt:

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can i make you cry

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Emailing her ur pic ? :expressionless:

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^ lol i shaved my head so it;s scary.

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OMG this will make you cry.

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far
you see he was a policeman
and died just this past year
when airplanes hit the towers
and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother’s amazement,
she witnessed with surprise...
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.

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Yes.

Thankooooooooo Anwaar bro.

James bro, I want to cry…:mad: Darna naheen chahati.