Your Questions About Gardening

To rejectors of the 72 virgin concept?

I hear many Muslims deny that the Quran states believing men will get virgins in heaven.

If so, then please can you tell me how you interpretate these verses from the Quran?

Qur’an

The houri are mentioned in several places in the Qur’an, although in plural no specific number is given to the amount of houries available. Likewise it does not appear from the Qur’an that only girls should be available; both sexes are mentioned. And they are made available to all Muslims, not just martyrs.

“Thus shall it be. And We shall pair(zawajnahoom: pair them, marry them). Note zawj (lit., “a pair” or – according to the context – “one of a pair”) applies to either of the two sexes,a man to a woman and a woman to a man, as does the transitive verb zawaja, “he paired” or “joined”, i.e., one person with another)[30]them with companions pure, most beautiful of eye.”[Chapter (Surah) Ad-Dukhan (The Smoke)(44):54][31]

“In these [gardens] will be mates of modest gaze [qasirat at-tarf: Lit., “such as restrain their gaze”, i.e., are of modest bearing and have eyes only for their mates (Tafsir Razi).This phrase applies to both genders.[4]], whom neither man nor invisible being will have touched ere then.” [Chapter (Surah) Ar-Rahman (The Most Beneficent(55):56][32]

“[There the blest will live with their] companions pure and modest, in pavilions [splendid] [Chapter (Surah) Ar-Rahman (The Most Beneficent)(55):72][33]

“reclining on couches [of happiness] ranged in rows!” And [in that paradise] We shall mate them with companions pure, most beautiful of eye [Chapter (Surah) At-Tur (The Mount)(52):20][34]

Here are verses that refer to one’s spouse renewal to a pure state:

“And [with them will be their] spouses, raised high: for, behold, We shall have brought them into being in a life renewed, having resurrected them as virgins [Chapter (Surah) Al-Waqi’a (The Event)(56):34-36][35]

And among His wonders is this: He creates for you mates out of your own kind [min anfusikum azwajan, Lit. “from among yourselves mates (spouses, one of the pair)”] so that you might incline towards them, and He engenders love and tenderness between you: in this, behold, there are messages indeed for people who think! … And He it is who creates [all life] in the first instance, and then brings it forth anew: and most easy is this for Him, since His is the essence of all that is most sublime in the heavens and on earth, and He alone is almighty, truly wise. [Chapter (Surah) Ar-Rum (The Romans)(30):21…27][36]

There are also verses regarding both genders explicitly:

God has promised the believers, both men and women (Lit., waalmuminoona (male believers) waalmuminatu (female believers), gardens through which running waters flow, therein to abide, and goodly dwellings in gardens of perpetual bliss: but God’s goodly acceptance is the greatest [bliss of all] -for this, this is the triumph supreme! [Chapter (Surah) At-Taubah (The Repentance) (9):72][37]

As for anyone – be it man or woman [Lit., min (from) thakarin (male) aw (or) ontha (female)][16:97] – who does righteous deeds, and is a believer withal – him shall We most certainly cause to live a good life, and most certainly shall We grant unto such as these their reward in accordance with the best that they ever did. [Chapter (Surah) An-Nahl (The Bee) (16):97][38]

A verse regarding other companionship:

“And, O our Sustainer, bring them into the gardens of perpetual bliss which Thou hast promised them, together with the righteous from among their forebears, and their spouses, and their offspring – for, verily, Thou alone art almighty, truly wise [Chapter (Surah) Ghafir (The Forgiver)(40):8][39]

I am curious, it is so clear in these verses yet you deny that it exists?

Forget the number 72. I guess the virgin concept has been coined “72 virgins|” so that is what it is referred to as now.

These verses clearly state that men shall have VIRGINS in heaven.

Barry Cotter and the Sorcerer’s Bone: Chapter 1?

Barry Cotter was just a boy when he was attacked by a purple wizard (sorry… we can’t say “dark” or we’ll get sued). It was a great evil purple wizard by the name of Lord Moldybutt. On attacking him, the purple wizard Moldybutt, gave Barry a bone-shaped scar (sorry, we can’t say “lightning shaped” or we’ll be sued for copyright infringement…). After attacking Barry, the purple wizard was about to leave when Barry, suddenly, released a lethal amount of fart gas.
Moldybutt was killed instantly. Or so it seemed…
Barry was taken to his rant and funcle’s house to live until he was ready to re-enter the wizarding world (sorry, we can’t say “aunt and uncle”… why? we don’t feel like it!). He slept in the cupboard under the sink… with a leaky pipe. Every morning, his cousin Smudley would turn on the tap and get him wet. Smudley was a… well… “rounded” sorta kid.
Smudley went to St. Jiggle Jaggle’s School for “rounded” boys. Barry went to the mourge. He learned many a interesting things in there. One of them was where the gizzard is located. Another is how to get rid of a kidney stone (Which, he found out, was both easy and painful…)
One day, a letter came to Barry it was addressed:

Mr. B. Cotter, Little Dingy Driveway
The Cupboard under the sink, which is constantly turned
on by a grotesque and rotund 11 year-old boy

But before he could read it, his funcle Burnin snatched it away. “Who would be writing to you?!” he said opening the letter. He suddenly gasped and choked on his morning bagel. “Rant Bugonia! Get in here!” he wheezed, spitting crumbs all over poor skinny Barry. Barry quickly sprawled on the floor to eat the crumbs.
Rant Bugonia entered the room. She looked like an underfed donkey with oversized front teeth. She quickly said in a high-pitched voice, “WHAT?!”
As she said this, she tripped over Barry, which made him regurgitate the crumbs. He quickly ate the crumbs again. He also, in his hurry to get the crumbs before the neighbor’s dog did, accidently consumed what he hoped was a dust bunny. Either that, or funcle Burnin was shedding again. Rant Bugonia quickly ripped up his letter. “Here,” she said, “Eat your vegetables,” and threw the bits of paper at Barry, who quickly ate them up. (yes… Barry is that hungry)
The next day, there was another four letters at their doorstep. Barry was picking through the garbage, when funcle Burnin threw the letters in the fire.
Over the next week, the letters came so frequently that his funcle had to nail the mail slot shut. Lucky for Barry, there was some leftover wood and nails. He didn’t really want to eat the nails, but his rant made him. You know… healthy for him… lots of iron.
On the last day of the week, Sunday, funcle Burnin looked content. “Wonderful day, Sunday,” said funcle Burnin, “and you know why, Barry?” Barry looked up from his half eaten snail shell, which he found in the garden (it’s healthy… a lot of calcium…) Barry nodded. “No post…,” he blurted gleely as some of his coffee spilled on the floor. Barry immediatly abandoned the snail shell, and crawled towards the spilt coffee and began to lick it up. “No siree! No post on Sunday!” exclaimed funcle Burnin. After licking up the coffee, Barry went back to his snail shell. “No bloody post today!” funcle Burnin yelled. Suddenly, the “house” began to shake. Hundreds of letters started shooting out of the fireplace. “Buffet!” shouted Barry as he ate letters. “That’s it!” said Burnin, “We’re moving somewhere they’ll never find us!”
They packed and moved to a hotel. That night they heard a door knock. “I have mail for a Mr. B. Cotter?!” shouted the freckly young man.
It was addressed:

Mr. B. Cotter, Asphault View Inn,
Room 319, floor by the vent.

Funcle Burnin quickly ripped it up. “Further! We must go further!” he screeched.
Once again, they packed up and moved out. This time, funcle Burnin rented a small boat which, lucky for Barry, had a lot of barnacles and seaweed. Upon arriving on a rock Island, Barry had a mouthful of barnacles. The Bursleys slept in a warm cozy cabin, while Barry slept in his outhouse.
At 12 o’ clock midnight, Barry heard a watch alarm go off. He woke up with a start. “Wow,” he whispered to himself, “It’s my birthday…” He looked around the room and saw what looked like a “cake”. Not even giving a second thought to what it was, he pounced on it and gobbled it up. “Well,” he sighed, “It’s no snail shell, but it will do…” Just then, the door flew open and smacked Barry in the head. He collapsed. “Woops!” said the strange man. Barry woke up in time to follow the tall man to the cabin. He kicked down the door. Suddenly, there was a loud squeek and a scream from inside. “Fluffy!” screamed Bugonia. “Uh oh… the neighbors aren’t going to like this!” They had borrowed the neighbor’s poodle to keep guard in case any pesky owls tried to deliver mail again. “I gotta watch wer’ I kick these doors!” said the man. “Oh! I’m here to pick up Barry!” “Excuse me…” exclaimed Barry, “But who the hack are you?!” “I’m Doodius Bagrat! Keeper of fleas and mounds at Pigwarts School of Witchcrap and Wizardpee!” he replied. “WHAT?!” “You’re a wizard, Barry… where do you think yer’ mum an’ dad learned it all?” For such a large man, Bagrat sounded a lot like a girl. “Learned ‘it’? WHAT IS ‘IT’?! Be specific, you big oaf!” yelled Barry. “Sorry Barry…” “I will not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks!” Burnin barked. “Aw… stuff it in your ear, Bursley!” Bagrat squeeked as he pointed his walking stick at Smudley’s fat face. Something shot out and hit him. He burst into flames and ran around shrieking. “Woops… wrong spell!” “Smudley!” cried Bugonia running after him. “Uh… let’s go, Barry…” he pushed him out the door.
There was a broom floating right outside. It was different than any broom he had ever seen. It had a steering wheels, two rows of seats, and a large speaker tied to the back. There was music blasting from it… “Drop it like it’s hot! Drop it like it’s hot!…” “Riiiiiiight…” said Bagrat “Hop in the back and lez’ ride!”
A few hours later, Barry sat twitching by a blazing fire, huddled in blankets. “Sorry bout’ the hydrolics, Barry. I just got em’ last week.” mumbled Bagrat. “Oh! An’ here’s yer’ cake!” he suddenly squeeked, pulling out a smashed cake from his back pocket. “Don’t mind the stains…” but Barry didn’t mind, he dove on it and began devouring it. “Wait! Let me take off the wrapper!” Bagrat yelled, but Barry growled at him.
“The wrapper’s the best part!” he hissed. “Uh… if you insist…” exclaimed Bagrat, as he backed away. “We’ll get your school supplies tomorrow then…”

muslims: are we in som sort of delusion?

i agre we all comit sins at some point. but we are aware too that Allah is Merciful he will forgive us if we repent. insha allah

when sin is done it is easy to lose hope in the mercy of allah. which in turn encouarges us to do more sin..

that is a test. the hardest part is to avoid doing it again. so if you do sin then try very hard to avoid it and right that time start INCREASING good deeds.

so rising after you fell is test and the harddest part. but rewardable insha allah.

the point ii wannt to mention..is all we need to get very religious.

dont take these things easy.

i dont care if you love music and showinf off your body.

START READING QURAN INSTEAD AND START COVERING YOUR BODY. PUT A HIJAB ON. PUT ON A BEARD ACCORDING TO SUNNA. THIS KEEPS AWAY FROM MANY SINS INSHALLAH O MOMINO IF YOU KNEW.

i dont care if you love spending money on your unnecessary DESIRES. TRY GIVING DONATIONS AND ZAKA TO THE POOR NEEDY INSTEAD. THIS IS BETER FOR U OH MUSLIMS IF YOU PONDERED.

TRY HARD doing all good deeds..as regular as possible.

try levl best to stay away from sins.

be thankful to Allah and for the poor and all muslims

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quran 88:8-11: (Other) faces on that day shall be happy, Well-pleased because of their striving, In a lofty garden, Wherein you shall not hear vain talk.

read this and look at your heart. have you under estimated the day of judgement?

82:19:

[[When the Sky is cleft asunder;
When the Stars are scattered;
When the Oceans are suffered to burst forth;
And when the Graves are turned upside down;-
(Then) shall each soul know what it hath sent forward and (what it hath) kept back.
O man! What hath made thee careless concerning thy Lord, the Bountiful,
Who created you, then made you complete, then made you symmetrical?
In whatever Form He wills, does He put thee together.
Nay, but ye deny the Judgment.
And most surely there are keepers over you
Honorable recorders,
They know what you do.
As for the Righteous, they will be in bliss;
And the Wicked – they will be in the Fire,
They will burn therein on the Day of Judgment,
And they shall by no means be absent from it.
And what will make you realize what the day of judgement is?
Again, what will convey unto thee what the Day of Judgment is!
The day on which no soul shall control anything for (another) soul; and the command on that day shall be entirely Allah’s.]]

have u evr imagined billions of people all standing in rows before Allah on the day of judgment?