Monotheist vs Atheist

At an educational institution: Professing to be wise, they became fools....
"LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem science has with God."

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then
asks one of his new students to stand.
"You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?"

"Yes, sir."

"So you believe in God?"
"Absolutely. "

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

The professor grins knowingly and considers for a moment.

"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and
you
can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"

"Yes sir, I would."

"So you're good...!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you
could
in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't."

[No answer]

"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Muslim who died of
cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. How is this God
good?

Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"
[No answer]

The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones.
Let's start again, young fella."

"Is God good?"

"Er... Yes."

"Is Satan good?"

"No."

"Where does Satan come from?" The student falters.

"From... God..."

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience.

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester,
ladies and gentlemen."

He turns back to the Muslim. "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"

"Yes."

"Who created evil?"

[No answer]

"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things -do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"Who created them? "

[No answer]

The professor suddenly shouts at his student.

"WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!"

The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Muslim's face. In a still small voice: "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"

[No answer]
The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized.

"Tell me," he continues," How is it that this God is good if He created
all evil throughout all time?"
The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world.
"All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"

[No answer]

"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?"

Pause.

"Don't you?"

The professor leans into the student's face again and whispers, Is God good?"

[ No answer]

"Do you believe in God, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks.

"Yes, professor. I do."
The old man shakes his head sadly. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. You have never seen God, Have you?

>"No, sir. I've never seen Him."

>"Then tell us if you've ever heard your God?"

"No, sir. I have not."

"Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God or smelt your God...in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"
[No answer]

"Answer me, please."

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"

"No, sir."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"...yes..."

"That takes FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling. According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"

[The student doesn't answer]

"Sit down, please."
The Muslim sits...Defeated. Another Muslim raises his hand.
"Professor, may I address the class?"

Another Muslim raises his hand.
"Professor, may I address the class?"

The professor turns and smiles. "Ah, another Muslim in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."

The Muslim looks around the room. "Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you.

"Is there such thing as heat?"

Yes, the professor replies. "There's heat."

"Is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No, sir, there isn't."

The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Muslim continues.
"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than 458 - - You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold."

"Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.

"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"

"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?

"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes..."

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to
define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you...give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?" despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will
indeed be a good semester.

"Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."

"The professor goes toxic. "Flawed...? How dare you...!"

"Sir, may I explain what I mean?"

The class is all ears.

"Explain... oh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.

"You are working on the premise of duality," the Muslim explains. "That for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing."

"Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it." The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbors who has been reading it.

"Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"

"Of course there is, now look..."

"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No."

"Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?"
The Muslim pauses.

"Isn't evil the absence of good?"

The professor's face has turned an alarming color. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.

The Muslim continues. "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work, God is accomplishing? Islam tells us it is to see if each one of us will, choose good over evil."

The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."

"I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going," the Muslim replies.

"Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, Youngman, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.

"Professor. Since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?"

"I will overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.

"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"

"I believe in what is - that's science!"

"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin.

"Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."

"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters. The class is in uproar. The Muslim remains standing until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"

The professor wisely keeps silent. The Muslim looks around the room.

"Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen air, Oxygen, molecules, atoms, and the professor's brain?"

The class breaks out in laughter. The Muslim points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain...felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?"

No one appears to have done so. The Muslim shakes his head sadly.
"It appears no-one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I DECLARE that the professor has no brain."

NOW IT IS EVERYONE'S CHANCE TO LEARN MORE ABOUT ISLAM, ABOUT
GOD,
ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF Existence, creation & life, ABOUT THE PROPHETS OF GOD, & ABOUT HIS HOLY BOOKS, ESPECIALLY THE HOLY QUR'AAN.
THEN IT IS YOUR CHOICE TO BECOME A MUSLIM, OR NOT.
ALLAAH SAYS IN THE HOLY:

"THERE IS NO COMPULSION IN RELIGION "

"There is no compulsion in religion; truly the right way has become clearly distinct from error; And he who rejects false deities and believes in Allah(The God) has grasped a firm handhold which will never break. and Allah is ALL-Hearing, All-Knowing"
[ 2:256 ]

"Allah is the Protecting Guardian of those who believe. He brings them out of the darkness into the light; As for those who disbelieve, their guardians are false deities. They bring them out of light into darkness"
[ 2:257 ]

AL-QUR'AAN (CHAPTER # 2, VERSES # 256-257) They are much nicer and more sound in Arabic)

The Muslim sits... Because that is what a chair is for!!! (^_^)v

meh nak cite bende klaka~

Salam..Saya ada cerita kelakar based on perjalanan idup saya hari ni... Usai exam, saya bersama k.hajar n kembar keluar dan sebelum kembali ke UKM, kami singgah di sebuah restoran.. Duduk dihadapan saya ketika itu adalah 2 kelompok pelajar sekolah yang saya pasti, terlepas dari acara sukan yang sedang berlangsung di Kompleks Sukan Bangi.. Salah seorang daripada mereka dengan bangga menghisap rokok. Then kawan beliau di meja sebelah pon menegur, "wei, mende isap2 rokok nie?" "ala lek laaa..Nah laa ko cube..baru laa macho".. Dialog yang berlangsung tol2 dihadapan ku.. Macho??klaka kan???

Dengan spontan keluar dari mulutku, "macho? tang mana laa machonye??" .. Tak tau laa bebudak tu dengar ke tak.. Budak yang diofer td,trus amek, mule2 cam teragak2,tapi dia try gak.. n start dari dia pegang rokok 2, smpai laa dia pulangkan balik, saya tenung dia.. Dan dia sedar, dan buat2 tunduk... Then terus tenung kawan dia yg tadi perasan macho isap rokok tuh.. Time tu terfikir, nak je amek gamba dorang bagi kat cikgu skolah dorang... Yang klaka nye.. budak2 tu pakai baju ,blakang dia ad tulis, "membina sahsiah cemerlang..".. Adusss klakanye laaa...huhu

Dan tambah lagi satu klakar, restoran tu tulis sebesar2 alam, "Dilarang menjual rokok kepada yang berumur bawah 18 tahun".. Klakar x??

Then sampai kat kolej.. Tak pasal2 dapat tengok wayang free..huhu.. Ada belangkas sedang melingkas,.. Aduss musim2 exam nie, ramai betol yg kurang kasih sayang.. tu yang pagi2 bute pon on tu... huhu.. Duduk tempat terbuka, kire ok laa tu yeke?huhu.. Masalahnya...perempuan tu elok bertudung, tapi mungkin cuaca panas, dia boley angkat tudung dan nampaklah rambutnya yang cantik diikat... err mgkin angin tiup kot tudung dia tu.. tapi... Boley plak lelaki tu p pegang2 rambut dia.. Ya Allah.. suami dia ke lelaki tu??? Kot ye pon suami, perlu ke bkak tudung tu kat tmpat orang ramai?? Klakarnya.. Apa nilai tudung tu sebenarnya??? Hiasan?? Pakai bila cantik,buang bila buruk? @ hobi? pakai bila nak je?? Klaka kan... padan muka tudung tu..huhu

Kami terhenti.. then dorang perasan, baru cam cover2..klaka kan..nampak kitorang baru pura2 tak wat pape..Padahal,dari tad Allah tengok apa yang dorang wat.. N apa yang klakanye lagi, budak tu kawan kami... n duduk berdekatan dengan kami... kelakar kan????

Dan yang paling kelakar dalam dua2 tu, saya tak mampu buat apa2 tok hentikan @ at least menegur dorang.. Saya cakap dalam hati, saya membenci dalam hati jea... Dan mencegah dengan hati tu, selemah2 iman kan..klaka kan, betapa lemahnya iman saya..Dan kite sume... masih duduk layan fb, masih dok melaha berdekah2, masih dok dengan selesa sedangkan dorang ngah menunggu tok menarik kita sekali bila dipersoalkan kat akhirat nanti...klakar kan?? Dan tanpa kita sedar, kita da lame sangat jadi kartun2 tok syaitan... Klakar2...........................

P/s: Astagfirullah al-azim.....Ya Allah ampuni salah silap kami, ampuni setiap kelalaian dan keculasan kami dalam menjalankan tanggungjawab kami... Kau limpahi kami dengan rahmatMu dan tunjuki kami ke jalan yang lurus.........

Insan Bernama Hanzalah

Salam..lama tak mencoret.. emm masa ngah study microcomp, tibe2 lagu terputar kat lagu hanzalah.. Jujurnya,tak pernah suka lagu ni dulu..Tapi dah takdir Allah, tibe2 tertarik ngan lirik, dan membuatkan saya terfikirt,sape Hanzalah nie? Menggunakan teknologi yang ada,dengan kemahiran yang dipelajari dari subjek microcomp (tibe jea huhu), maka dengan itu,saya terjumpa artikel nie...Apa lagi, sila baca sampai habis yea.... Yang dah tau,xpe nak bace gak..bley refresh...

Perkahwinan Hanzalah bin Abu Amir dengan sepupunya, Jamilah binti Ubay sudah siap diatur. Kebetulan pula, hari berlangsungnya perkahwinan Hanzalah bertembung dengan hari peperangan tentera Islam menentang musuh di Bukit Uhud. Hanzalah bin Abu Amir mendekati Rasulullah s.a.w., “Saya bercadang menangguhkan sahaja perkahwinan saya malam nanti.” Pada masa itu, Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. dan tentera-tentera Islam di kota Madinah sibuk membuat persiapan akhir untuk berperang. “Tidak mengapa, teruskan sahaja perkahwinan ini,” balas Rasulullah s.a.w.. “Tetapi saya sungguh berhajat bagi menyertainya, ” Hanzalah bertegas. Rasulullah s.a.w. berkeras supaya Hanzalah meneruskan perkahwinannya dan memberi cadangan supaya Hanzalah menyusuli tentera Islam di Bukit Uhud pada keesokan hari, setelah selesai upacara perkahwinan.

Hanzalah mendiamkan diri. Ada benarnya saranan Nabi Muhammad itu; perkahwinan ini bukan sahaja melibatkan dirinya bahkan bakal isterinya juga. Pada malam Jumaat yang hening, perkahwinan antara Hanzalah bin Abu Amir dan Jamilah binti Ubay dilangsungkan secara sederhana. Suasana yang hening dan sunyi itu tidak tenang hingga ke pagi. Kota Madinah tiba-tiba dikejutkn dengan paluan gendang yang bertubi-tubi. Paluan gendang mengejutkan para pejuang bersama laungan menyebarkan berita.

“Bersegeralah! Kita bersegera perangi musuh Allah.”

“Berkumpul segera! Keluarlah! Rebutlah syurga Allah!”

“Perang akan bermula!”

Pukulan gendang dan laungan jihad itu mengejutkan pasangan pengantin yang baru sahaja dinikahkan. Hanzalah bingkas dari tempat tidurnya, “Saya harus menyertai mereka.” “Bukankah malam ini malam perkahwinan kita dan Nabi Muhammad mengizinkan kanda berangkat esok?” Soal isterinya. Hanzalah menjawab tegas, “Saya bukanlah orang yang suka memberi alasan bagi merebut syurga Allah.”

Jamilah terdiam dan hanya mampu memerhatikan suaminya bersiap memakai pakaian perang dan menyelitkan pedang ke pinggangnya. Hanzalah menoleh ke arah isterinya, “Janganlah bersedih, doakan pemergian saya semoga saya beroleh kemenangan.” Suami isteri itu berpelukan dan bersalaman. Berat hati Jamilah melepaskan lelaki yang baru sahaja menjadi suaminya ke medan perang. Namun, Jamilah menguatkan hatinya dan melepaskannya dengan penuh redha. “Saya mendoakan kanda beroleh kemenangan.”

Hanzalah melompat ke atas kudanya dan terus memecut tanpa menoleh ke belakang. Akhirnya, dia berjaya bergabung dengan tentera Islam yang tiba lebih awal daripadanya.

Di medan perang, jumlah tentera musuh adalah seramai tiga ribu orang yang lengkap bersenjata manakala jumlah tentera Islam hanyalah seramai seribu orang. Perbezaan itu tidak menggugat sanggar wibawa tentera Islam termasuklah Hanzalah. Dia menghayun pedangnya menebas leher-leher musuh yang menghampiri dan apabila dia terpandang Abu Sufyan, panglima tentera Quraisy, Hanzalah menerkam Abu Sufyan umpama singa lapar. Mereka berlawan pedang dan bergelut; akhirnya Abu Sufyan sungkur ke tanah. Tatkala Hanzalah mengangkat pedang mahu menebas leher Abu Sufyan, dengan kuat panglima tentera Quraisy itu menjerit menarik perhatian tentera Quraisy. Tentera-tentera Quraisy menyerbu Hanzalah dan Hanzalah tewas, rebah ke bumi.

Sebaik sahaja perang tamat, tentera Islam yang tercedera diberikan rawatan. Mayat-mayat yang bergelimpangan dikenalpasti dan nama-nama mereka, tujuh puluh orang kesemuanya, dicatat. Sedang Nabi Muhammad yang tercedera dan patah beberapa batang giginya diberi rawatan, beliau mengatakan sesuatu yang menyentak kalbu, “Saya terlihat antara langit dan bumi, para malaikat memandikan mayat Hanzalah dengan air daripada awan yang diisikan ke dalam bekas perak.” Abu Said Saidi, antara tentera yang berada dekat dengan Nabi Muhammad bingkas mencari jenazah Hanzalah. “Benar kata-kata Nabi Muhammad. Rambutnya masih basah bekas dimandikan!” Abu Said Saidi menyaksikan ketenangan wajah Hanzalah walaupun beliau cedera parah di seluruh badannya. Rambutnya basah dan titisan air mengalir di hujung rambutnya sedang ketika itu matahari terik memancar.

Agak-agaknya,kalau perkara yang sama jadi kat kita, mana satu pilihan kita.. Berapa ramai yang mampu menjadi Hanzalah? Dan,berapa ramai yang mampu meredhai pemergian insan yang baru je bergelar suami?Fikir-fikirkan...

p/s: pesanan buat diri saya, sila tingkatkan kerajinan anda untuk membaca dan mengkaji!

~Perjuangan itu pahit kerna syurga itu terlalu indah~

Tika ujian menyinggah..

Seorang guru sufi mendatangi anak muridnya ketika wajah muridnya dalam keadaan murung...

"kenapa kau selalu murung nak,? bukankah banyak hal yang indah-indah didunia ini? kemana perginya wajah bersyukurmu?" sang guru bertanya.

"Guru,kebelakangan ini hidup saya penih masalah.sulit bagi saya untuk tersenyum. masalah yang datang seperti tak ada habis-habisnya," jawab sang murid muda.

Sang guru terkekeh. "Nak ambil segelas air dan dua genggam garam. bawalah kemari,biar kuperbaiki keadaan dirimu itu."

Si murid pun berabnjak pelan tanpa semangat. Ia laksanakan permintaan gurunya itu, lalu kembali lagi membawa gelas dan garam sebagaimana yang diminta.

“cuba ambil segengem garam dan masukkan kedalam gelas itu,” kata sang guru. Setelah itu cuba kau minum airnya sedikit.”

Si murid pun melakukannya. Wajahnya meringis kerana meminum air yang masin.

“Bagaimana rasanya.” Tanya sang guru. “Masin dan perutku menjadi mual,” jawab si murid dengan wajah yang masih meringis.

Sang guru terkekeh-kekeh melihat wajah muridnya yang masih meringis kemasinan.

“Sekarang kau ikut aku.” Sang guru membawa muridnya ke danau di dekat tempat mereka. “Ambil garam yang tersisa, dan tebarkan kedanau.”

Si murid menebarkan segengam garam yang tersisa ke danau tanpa bicara. Rasa asin dimulutnya belum hilang. Ia ingin meludahkan rasa asin dari mulutnya, tapi tidak dilakukannya. Rasanya tidak sopan meludah dihadapan mursyid, begitu fikirnya.

“Sekarang, cuba kau minum air danau itu,” kata sang guru sambil mencari batu yang cukup datar untuk didudukinya, tepat di pinggir danau.

Si murid menangkupkan kedua tangannya mengambil air danau, dan membawa kemulutnya lalu meneguknya. Ketika air danau yang dingin dan segar mengalir di tekaknya, sang guru bertanya kepadanya, “Bagaimana rasanya.?”

“Segar guru, segar sekali,” kata si murid sambil mengelap bibirnya dengan punggung tangannya. Tentu saja danau ini berasal dari aliran sumber air diatas sana. Dan airnya mengalir menjadi sungai kecil dibawah.

Dan sudah pasti, air danau ini menghilangkan rasa asin yang tersisa dimulutnya.

“Terasakah garam yang kau minum tadi?”

“Tidak sama sekali.” Jawab si murid sambil mengambil air dan meminumnya lagi. Sang guru hanya tersenyum memerhatikannya, membiarkan muridnya meminum air danau sampai puas.

“Nak,” kata sang guru setelah muridnya selesai minum. Segala masalah dalam hidup itu seperti segenggam garam. Tidak kurang, tidak lebih. Hanya segengam garam. Banyaknya masalah dan penderitaan yang harus kau alami sepanjang kehidupanmu itu sudah dikadar oleh Tuhan, sesuai untuk dirimu. Jumlahnya tetap, segitu-gitu saja, tidak berkurang dan tidak bertambah. Setiap manusia yang lahir kedunia ini pun demikian. Tidak ada satu pun manusia, walaupun dia seorang Nabi yang bebas dari penderitaan dan masalah.”

Si murid terdiam, mendengarnya.

“Tapi nak, rasa asin dari penderitaan yang dialami itu sangat tergantung dari besarnya ‘qolbu’(hati) yang menampungnya. Jadi nak, supaya tak rasa menderita, berhentilah jadi gelas, jadikan qolbu dalam dadamu itu jadi sebesar danau.”

“Hidup memang memerlukan keberanian. Tapi akan lebih memerlukan ketelitian. Cermati langkahmu, waspadai tindakanmu. Hati-hati mencelupkan jari dalam corong kehidupan. Kalau tidak rasa pahit yang akan kita temukan.”

Si murid tersenyum mendengar hujah gurunya..

P/s: saat sy mlawan emosi diri, sy tjmpe artikel ni.. peringatan buat diriku...
Ya Allah,berikan aku kekuatan......

Sampai bile nak biarkan diri kita diperbodohkan??

Assalamualaikumwbh. Ikutilah cerita sedih di sebalik April Fool's Day sebagai renungan bersama. Setiap kali menjelang 1 April, sesetengah orang kita begitu taksub dengan budaya 'pandang ke barat'.

Berbalik kepada perayaan April Fool's Day ini, adalah ia mula dirayakan sewaktu kejatuhan kerajaan Islam di Sepanyol. Setelah bertapak berkurun-kurun lamanya di Granada, Sepanyol, kerajaan Islam akhirnya runtuh diserang tentera-tentera Kristian.

Penduduk-penduduk Islam di Sepanyol (Moors) terpaksa berlindung di dalam rumah masing-masing untuk menyelamatkan diri. Tentera-tentera Kristian bagaimanapun tidak berpuas hati dan berusaha untuk menghapuskan orang-orang Islam dr Sepanyol.

Penduduk-penduduk muslim ini, diberitahu bahawa mereka boleh berlayar keluar dari Sepanyol dengan selamat bersama-sama barang-barang keperluan mereka dengan menggunakan kapal-kapal yang berlabuh dipelabuhan. Orang-orang Muslim yang risau sekiranya tawaran tersebut merupakan suatu penipuan, telah pergi keperlabuhan untuk melihat kapal-kapal yang dimaksudkan.

Setelah berpuas hati, mereka membuat persiapan untuk bertolak. Keesokan harinya (1 April), mereka mengambil semua barangan yang telah disiapkan menuju ke perlabuhan.

Pada masa inilah pihak Kristian mengambil kesempatan untuk menggeledah dan kemudian membakar rumah penduduk-penduduk Islam ini.

Mereka juga tidak sempat untuk menaiki kapal kerana semuanya dibakar. Pihak Kristian kemudiannya menyerang kaum muslim dan membunuh kesemuanya, lelaki, perempuan, serta anak-anak kecil. Peristiwa berdarah yang menyedihkan ini kemudiannya diraikan oleh tentera Kristian.

Keraian ini akhirnya dirayakan setiap tahun bukan sahaja di Sepanyol tetapi juga di serata dunia.

Yang menyedihkan, orang-orang Islam yang jahil mengenai peristiwa ini turut meraikan April Fool's Day tanpa menyedari mereka sebenarnya merayakan ulang tahun pembunuhan beramai-ramai saudara seIslam mereka sendiri.

Semoga Allah sentiasa membuka pintu taubat untuk kita

p/s: sebelum kita terima sesuatu, x kire laa budaya ke ape ke, selidik laa dlu latar blakang..jgn kite trus ikot tnpe usul priksa..jgn biarkan diri trus mnerus brada dlm pnipuan dan pembodohan...

~ stay in unity and Islam will win~