H.A Musa

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The reality and truth is that the mummy shown in the video is not the Pharaoh of Moses, and the idea that his body was preserved by a divine miracle to last until modern times is a complete internet myth. Sheikh Ibn Uthaymeen (Rahimahullah) thoroughly dismantled this claim. He explained that when Allah says in Surah Yunus (10:92) that He saved Pharaoh's body to be a sign for "those who succeed you," it referred strictly to the Bani Isra'il who were alive at that exact moment. Pharaoh had terrorized them for so long, claiming to be a god, that when he drowned, they literally could not believe he was dead. Allah caused his physical corpse to float to the shore purely so his victims could see his lifeless body with their own eyes and find closure. Once that purpose was served, the natural elements took their course. The mummy you see on display today belongs to Ramesses II, a real Egyptian king who died in his bed in his nineties from natural causes. His preservation is not a Quranic miracle. Please don’t forget this. His preservation is just the result of advanced ancient Egyptian chemical engineering and mummification using natron salt. We do not need to rely on fabricated museum folklore to validate the truth of the Quran. The Pharaoh of Moses drowned in the Red Sea, his story ended right there, and his body served its purpose thousands of years ago. Allah knows best.

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@Everdoch I was hoping to come back to this. Congratulations

I received some good news today. I've always looked forward to an opportunity like this.

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“I felt, and still feel, that the fact that the story fails as a piece of literature should’ve been the first thing noticed by Commonwealth readers and judges.” @ChimezieChika1 examines Jamir Nazir’s Commonwealth-Winning Story “The Serpent in the Grove”⬇️ afrocritik.com/jamir-nazir-co…

Fasting on Arafah erases two years of sins. If you tell someone and they fast, you get their reward too.

As a self taught writer I spent years aggressively studying stories, novels, from contemporary to the classics (I had to catch up on a lot of classics because I did not grow up reading novels or traditional literature.) I have spoken before about my father’s library having many books but most of them religious texts. The only non religious books I remember were Peter Drucker’s book on management. Wole Soyinka’s The Interpreters. The Oxford Encyclopaedic Dictionary. Two volumes of Your Health and You. Where There Is No Doctor. I came to prose by chance. A radio presenter in Kaduna, Tony Ibrahim Sagbe, asked me to do something for his Monday morning show. I was still a student (c1999) and told him I only wrote poems. He had read some of them and told me he thought I could write stories. I resisted at first and he promised to read whatever I wrote on the radio on Monday morning. My first ever short story was written for that show. It was a very sad story and when Tony read it people called in and complained that while they liked it, it was too sad for a Monday morning. One person said they cried. So Tony said well we have to do it again. So I wrote more short stories for that show. They were not good stories but they seemed to move people. I had no idea about craft. I was just a depressed teenager writing about how horrible life can get. I kept writing these bad stories and sometime in 2006 I decided to put them together. A year later I self published a book (that still makes me cringe). I moved to Abuja and met real writers who were doing serious work and I still remember a writer attending a reading I had at the Sheraton disagreeing with everyone in the audience who was applauding my stories. She said they were poorly constructed and she didn’t understand why everyone was saying they were good. It was the gut punch that I needed. She asked me what I was reading and shook her head when I mentioned the books. We went to a bookstore and she recommended some books. I began to gather books from everywhere. And I read like my life depended on it. I took apart every sentence, every paragraph, every page. I peeled back the layers of every story I liked. I read like I was stealing. I identified patterns I liked, turns of phrase I liked. I played around with them. I wrote until I could feel something changing. Until I found a voice I was comfortable with. And then I started to experiment. With style. With genre. With craft. I did this for years. And one day I felt comfortable enough to try something long enough to be a novel. I initially did not want to give it to anyone. But Jeremy Weate (then) of Cassava Republic heard I had a manuscript and bribed me with some fancy lunch at a Chinese Restaurant in Abuja and I showed him the manuscript. That is how Born on a Tuesday began its journey into the world. I worked for every single word. I worked like hell. I learnt the rules just so I could play with them. So yeah I’ll be damned if I let some idiot on the internet drag me into a conversation about whether what I spent years learning and perfecting (and still trying to) is AI generated. I will not even answer the question. I have spent too long doing this to have some motherfucker show up with Pangram to question my work.

The Prophet ﷺ said: “When a human being is laid in his grave and his companions return [after the burial], and he even hears their footsteps, two angels come to him and make him sit and ask him ...

My take on AI remains the same. I prefer the long route. But I also refuse to do these mindless wholesale condemnations. I refuse to participate in the witch trials. Because no, you do not really care about writers. If you did, we would not be having conversations about the morality of stealing books. We would not be buying 100 dollar tickets to sports games while complaining that a book costs 25 euros. We would not be showing off libraries while fewer than 20% of PUBLISHED writers can even come close to earning MINIMUM wage from their work. We would not brag about expensive meals that we shit out in 5 hours while complaining about the cost of books and accepting that writers should be poor. You show what you love by what you invest in. You want the blood and sweat of writers? Do you really?

Oh look, my use of AI tells me others used AI. Let me put down my own AI for a second while we burn the others who used AI at the stake. Idiots.

First of all, you need to calm down and take a deep breath. You have spent eight years in sincere repentance and growth. In the eyes of our Creator, the one who repents from a sin is like someone who never committed it. You are not the person you were at eighteen. You are a woman who has chosen Allah every single day for the last eight years. So, can you keep it a secret? Know something today: The concept of Sitr (concealment) is a command, not a suggestion. When Allah hides your sin, it is a mercy you must respect. The Prophet (peace be upon him) said the whole Ummah is forgiven except those who publicize their sins. Telling a future spouse is not "honesty." It is exposing what Allah covered. Once you made Tawbah, that chapter is closed. You do not owe anyone a list of old regrets. I know you might be afraid if you are being transparent. Listen attentively, Transparency in marriage is for things that affect the present and the future. If you have a chronic illness, a massive financial debt, or a child from a previous relationship, you must speak. Those things impact the husband's life directly today. You asked: Can a Man "Tell" if I am a Virgin? The fear that a man can "tell" is a myth that causes so much mental pain. Biologically, the hymen is not a seal that breaks once. It is a flexible tissue that can be affected by sports, physical activity, or natural variation. As far as I know, many women do not bleed during their first intercourse. There is no physical proof or test that is reliable. It is a cultural fear, not a scientific reality. Now, let me talk on the validity of the marriage itself. From a grounded scholarly perspective, your marriage is perfectly valid. Unless your future husband specifically puts a condition in the marriage contract that says "I am only marrying you on the condition that you have never had a physical relationship," you are not under any legal obligation to disclose your past. Ibn Qudamah in Al-Mughni, explained that if a man marries a woman on the condition that she is a virgin and finds out she is not, but she has repented, he has no right to annul the marriage or cause a stir. The repentance restored her status. Imam Al-Shafi’i also emphasized that it is mandatory to cover your own sins to show respect for the mercy of Allah. If we look at the Musannaf of Abd al-Razzaq, the Imam brought a story about a father who asked Umar ibn al-Khattab if he should tell a suitor about his daughter's past. Umar was furious. He threatened the father and told him to marry her off as a chaste Muslim woman. All of these points to one thing: Covering your sins is a respect for the mercy of Allah. How do you then handle conversations like this when they come up? If the topic of "past relationships" comes up during the talking phase, you do not have to lie, but you should also not confess. You can say something like: "I believe that everyone has a past and things they regret, but I have always lived my life to be a better Muslim and I don't believe in discussing things that Allah has already covered for us." You can also add; “I expect the same level of privacy from you. We are starting a new chapter together, and that is what I am focused on." This is truthful because your repentance has restored your chastity. Do not let Shaitan steal your future with a past that no longer exists on your scale. Trust in Al-Sattar. If He hid it for eight years, it is because He wants it to stay hidden. Allah knows best.

The prophet ﷺ said; “Whoever sees an afflicted person (someone tested with a calamity, illness, or disability and says ...

Inside every one of us, there is a battle happening in stages. The Quran identifies three distinct levels of the human soul depending on how much we control our desires. Who can name them?

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.” — Haruki Murakami

@OnyebuchiEwa Congratulations

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Since you know Lagos well , where is this place??

You think we Muslims are mumu right? lol we are not 😂 Do you all remember Hadith about the three men trapped in a cave by a giant boulder? One of those men stood before the boulder and prayed to Allah by mentioning how he once hired a worker who left before taking his pay. Instead of just pocketing that small wage, the man invested it. He bought livestock and managed them until that tiny bit of money turned into a massive valley full of cows and servants. When the worker returned years later and asked for his original pay, the man did not just hand him the few coins. He pointed to the entire valley and said, "All of this is yours." The worker thought he was being mocked, but the man insisted that this was the growth of his original wage. He gave it all away because he knew he was just a trustee for that money. He did not try to charge a management fee or keep the profit for himself. He saw it as the right of the man who owned the seed money. That was his saving grace. This story is the ultimate proof of how a Muslim should handle the property of others. If that man had been greedy, he would have given the worker the original coins and kept the herd. But he chose the path of Ihsan, which is going beyond just the letter of the law to do what is most excellent. This is what Muslims should emulate.

@ChukwuderaEdozi @Everdoch I agree, I have read some of his works

One of the best writers of our generation is @Everdoch but his problem is that he’s humble to a fault. Great teacher, amazing writer, great human, sweet sweet boy, and he has been part of our lit community in the south east. Follow him, google him and read him.