Masya-Allah ! To have this woman’s passion and drive of being a da’ie and reverting people into Islam! I am envious!!!
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A British Woman on a Mission
Sidra Khan reports on Aisha Bhutta’s bid to convert the world to Islam
The Guardian Newspaper, London
Thursday 8th May 1997
http://www.islamfortoday.com/scottish30.htm
Aisha Bhutta, also known as Debbie Rogers, is serene. She sits on the sofa in big front room of her tenement flat in Cowcaddens, Glasgow. The walls are hung with quotations from the Koran, a special clock to remind the family of prayer times and posters of the Holy City of Mecca. Aisha’s piercing blue eyes sparkle with evangelical zeal, she smiles with a radiance only true believers possess. Her face is that of a strong Scots lass - no nonsense, good-humoured - but it is carefully covered with a hijab.
For a good Christian girl to convert to Islam and marry a Muslim is extraordinary enough. But more than that, she has also converted her parents, most of the rest of her family and at least 30 friends and neighbours.
Her family were austere Christians with whom Rogers regularly attended Salvation Army meetings. When all the other teenagers in Britain were kissing their George Michael posters goodnight, Rogers had pictures of Jesus up on her wall. And yet she found that Christianity was not enough; there were too many unanswered questions and she felt dissatisfied with the lack of disciplined structure for her beliefs. “There had to be more for me to obey than just doing prayers when I felt like it.”
Aisha had first seen her future husband, Mohammad Bhutta, when she was 10 and regular customer at the shop, run by his family. She would see him in the back, praying. “There was contentment and peace in what he was doing. He said he was a Muslim. I said: What’s a Muslim?”.
Later with his help she began looking deeper into Islam. By the age of 17, she had read the entire Koran in Arabic. “Everything I read”, she says, “was making sense.”
She made the decision to convert at16. “When I said the words, it waslike a big burden I had been carrying on my shoulders had been thrown off. I felt like a new-born baby.”
Despite her conversion however, Mohammed’s parents were against their marrying. They saw her as a Western woman who would lead their eldestson astray and give the family a bad name; she was, Mohammed’s father believed, “the biggest enemy.”
Nevertheless, the couple married in the local mosque. Aisha wore a dress hand-sewn by Mohammed’s mother and sisters who sneaked into the ceremony against the wishes of his father who refused to attend.
It was his elderly grandmother who paved the way for a bond between thewomen. She arrived from Pakistan where mixed-race marriages were evenmore taboo, and insisted on meeting Aisha. She was so impressed by thefact that she had learned the Koran and Punjabi that she convinced the others; slowly, Aisha, now 32, became one of the family.
Aisha’s parents, Michael and Marjory Rogers, though did attend the wedding, were more concerned with the clothes their daughter was now wearing (the traditional shalwaar kameez) and what the neighbours would think. Six years later, Aisha embarked on a mission to convert them and the rest of her family, bar her sister (”I’m still working on her). “My husband and I worked on my mum and dad, telling them about Islam and they saw the changes in me, like I stopped answering back!”
Her mother soon followed in her footsteps. Marjory Rogers changed her name to Sumayyah and became a devout Muslim. “She wore the hijab anddid her prayers on time and nothing ever mattered to her except her connections with God.”
Aisha’s father proved a more difficult recruit, so she enlisted the helpof her newly converted mother (who has since died of cancer). “My mumand I used to talk to my father about Islam and we were sitting in the sofa in the kitchen one day and he said: “What are the words you saywhen you become a Muslim?” “Me and my mum just jumped on top of him.” Three years later, Aisha’s brother converted “over the telephone - thanks to BT”, then his wife and children followed, followed by her sister’s son.
It didn’t stop there. Her family converted, Aisha turned her attentionto Cowcaddens, with its tightly packed rows of crumbling, gray tenement flats. Every Monday for the past 13 years, Aisha has held classes in Islam for Scottish women. So far she has helped to convert over 30. The women come from a bewildering array of backgrounds. Trudy, a lecturer at the University of Glasgow and a former Catholic, attended Aisha’s classes purely because she was commissioned to carry out some research. But after six months of classes she converted, deciding that Christianity was riddled with “logical inconsistencies”. “I could tell she was beginning to be affected by the talks”, Aisha says. How could she tell? “I don’t know, it was just a feeling.”
The classes include Muslim girls tempted by Western ideals and need ingsalvation, practicing Muslim women who want an open forum for discussion denied them at the local male-dominated mosque, and those simply interested in Islam. Aisha welcomes questions. “We cannot expect people blindly to believe.”
Her husband, Mohammad Bhutta, now 41, does not seem so driven to convert Scottish lads to Muslim brothers. He occasionally helps out in the family restaurant, but his main aim in life is to ensure the couple’s five children grow up as Muslims. The eldest, Safia, “nearly 14, alhumidlillah (Praise be to God!)”, is not averse to a spot of recruiting herself. One day she met a woman in the street and carried her shopping, the woman attended Aisha’s classes and is now a Muslim.
“I can honestly say I have never regretted it”, Aisha says of her conversion to Islam. “Every marriage has its ups and downs and sometimes you need something to pull you out of any hardship. But the Prophet Peace by upon him, said: ‘Every hardship has an ease.’ So when you’re going through a difficult stage, you work for that ease to come.”
Mohammed is more romantic: “I feel we have known each other for centuries and must never part from one another. According to Islam, you are not just partners for life, you can be partners in heaven as well, for ever. Its a beautiful thing, you know.”
Last Friday my older onee brought me and my other onee to breakfast at wywy..so i ordered like always mee mamak and teh tarik..of all mee mamak i ever tasted, this time i feel like want to throw up! ukhh!~ maybe because everytime i went to reastaurant i ordered mee mamak..but mee mamak in this wywy smelly and rasanya like "lantoh" haaahaha
and my sis gave my some advice to open a blog especially for mee mamak since i always ordered mee mamak in every restaurant..hahaha maybe i will took someday that advice of your..haha then after we had our breakfast we went to knick knack at athirah..woah~ its like my older sis really know that i want to bought something here..but i didnt even say anything yet..hohoh..
then my eyes caught some cute notebooks..i've been really2 dreaming bout notebooks this few days..i dont know why..haha weird dream~ then at last i bought 2 notebooks that cost $23 bucks..nasib baik bawa duit labih..wohohohoh
the notebooks that i bought..
Bagaimana belas kasih ku kan pudar,
Sedang amanah itu azimat hidupku
Dan tiada kehidupan tanpa roh iman & takwa
Hilang syurga, tanpa keinsafanmu.
Diriku terpagar syari’at Tuhan, selamanya…
Aku milik Tuhanku
Jangan kau perbuat sesuka hatimu
Tafakkur
Di keheningan malam
Tafakkur dikesyahduan
Merindui janjiMu Tuhan
Bantuan di perjuangan…
Ku titiskan air mata
Taubat segala dosa
Moga terangkat penghijab kalbu
Antara Kau dan aku…
Ya Allah (SWT) ya Tuhanku …
Kusujud pada kudratMu
Ku serahkan jiwa ragaku
Pada takdir iradatMu…
Pimpinlah daku dalam redhaMu
Kasihi daku dalam rahmatMu
Hanya padaMu aku mengadu…
Ya Allah (SWT) ya Tuhanku..
yo minna!! i havent post anything since my exams coming...its such a stressful week!!! ukh!! but eventhough its exams im having fun with it..haha..u guys wanna know why im posting today? because tomorrow will be the last day for my examination!! yey for us dunqrash!! hohoh...
Btw, lets read this article...
Kekayaan, kemiskinan sekadar permainan dunia menjelang hari akhirat
HATI siapa takkan tertarik melihat kemilau dunia berada di depan mata. Tangan pasti segera mengambil harta benda yang boleh mendatangkan kenikmatan. Perhiasan pula dipakai untuk menunjukkan darjat yang tinggi dan gelaran orang kaya akan jadi sebutan orang ramai. Indahnya dunia bagi si kaya.
Al-Qarni pernah menulis mengenai perbezaan antara si kaya dan miskin dengan menyatakan:
“Orang kaya yang pendiam dipuji manusia sebagai orang yang warak dan tawaduk sedangkan orang miskin yang pendiam dikata bodoh dan lembap. Orang kaya yang banyak bercakap digelar cerdik dan pintar, manakala orang miskin yang banyak cakap dikata sebagai kuat berangan, cakap tak serupa bikin. Orang kaya yang banyak memberi digelar sebagai dermawan, orang miskin yang memberi pula dikata tak sedar diri hendak menunjuk-nunjuk. Orang kaya yang bercakap lembut dan mesra dipuji sebagai berjiwa rakyat. Orang miskin yang mesra pergaulannya disangka suka mengambil kesempatan ke atas orang lain.”
Jelas, kemenangan sentiasa berada di pihak si kaya.
Allah (SWT) sudah menggariskan takdir setiap manusia ketika dia masih dalam perut ibunya. Hakikatnya, kaya dan miskin akan menguji tahap keimanan seseorang. Tidak semestinya yang kaya kurang iman dan yang miskin pula kuat imannya ataupun sebaliknya.
Mungkin dulu saat tidak ada duit banyak kita sering gelisah dan marah dengan takdir Allah (SWT), apabila duit banyak pula, lupa daratan dan tidak tahu bersyukur. Boleh jadi juga, ketika susah dekat dengan Tuhan tetapi apabila hidup senang tidak sempat pula menikmati ibadat sebab terlalu sibuk.
Semua itu adalah pilihan masing-masing. Allah (SWT) berhak menguji iman hamba-Nya dengan kekayaan atau kemiskinan.
Begitulah hakikat kehidupan, manusia digesa untuk berusaha ke arah mempertingkatkan taraf hidupnya. Supaya dunia digenggam dalam tangan dan ditadbir menurut iman dalam hati yang sentiasa meletakkan akhirat bertakhta di sanubari.
Hisashiburi minna(its been a while) since i post something on my blog..and ofcourse u know the answer already..my exam this year was like hontoni rushing..and as always we, azraqjunior will muraja'ah last minute..its our trademark already to study right on time when the exam is like, tomorrow! setakat ani exam kami ada KO and some of them were OK..haha..our exam will be finish on 12-11..cant wait for that day!!but sometimes i thought exams was fun because its not like we always have exams desho?? and like i said NI'MATIN Imtihan...wohohhoho only zq members know the secret behind the capslock word..haha
oaky thats all i think haha my mom already called my name balik2..so chow..and jazakumullahu kahairil jaza fil imtihan to all zq members!!