GATES GETS PUNISHMENT


Bill Gates suddenly dies and finds himself face to face with God. God stood over Bill Gates and said, “Well Bill, I’m really confused on this one. It’s a tough decision; I’m not sure whether to send you to Heaven or Hell. After all, you helped society enormously by putting a computer in almost every home in America, yet you also created that ghastly Windows ’95 among other indiscretions. I believe I’ll do something I’ve never done before; I’ll let you decide where you want to go.”

Bill pushed up his glasses, looked up at God and replied, “Could you briefly explain the difference between the two?” Looking slightly puzzled, God said, “Better yet, why don’t I let you visit both places briefly, then you can make your decision. Which do you choose to see first, Heaven or Hell?”

Bill played with his pocket protector for a moment, then looked back at God and said, “I think I’ll try Hell first.” So, with a flash of lightning and a cloud of smoke, Bill Gates went to Hell.

When he materialized in Hell, Bill looked around. It was a beautiful and clean place, a bit warm, with sandy beaches and tall mountains, clear skies, pristine water, and beautiful women frolicking about. A smile came across Bill’s face as he took in a deep breath of the clean air. “This is great,” he thought, “if this is Hell, I can’t wait to see heaven.”

Within seconds of his thought, another flash of lightning and a cloud of smoke appeared, and Bill was off to Heaven. Heaven was a place high above the clouds, where angels were drifting about playing their harps and singing in a beautiful chorus. It was a very nice place, Bill thought, but not as enticing as Hell.

Bill looked up, cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled for God and Bill Gates was sent to Hell for eternity.

Time passed, and God decided to check on the late billionaire to see how he was progressing in Hell. When he got there, he found Bill Gates shackled to a wall in a dark cave amid bone thin men and tongues of fire, being burned and tortured by demons.

“So, how is everything going?” God asked.

Bill responded with a crackling voice filled with anguish and disappointment, “This is awful! It’s nothing like the Hell I visited the first time!! I can’t believe this is happening! What happened to the other place….with the beaches and the mountains and the beautiful women?

“That was the demo,” replied God.

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WHO HAS SEEN GOD


 

 

                                      

 

                            Who has seen God?

                            Neither I nor you;

 

                            But when I look at sky

                            And see birds fly;

 

                            When I see rivers flow AND trees grow

                            I know somebody made them so;

 

                            With care and love

                            None but God above.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                          KİM GÖRDÜ ALLAH’I

 

                            Kim gördü Allah’ı?

                            Ne ben ne de sen;

 

                            Fakat baktığımda gökyüzüne

                            Ve kuşları uçarken gördüğümde;

 

                            Nehirlerin aktığını

                            Ve ağaçların büyüdüğünü gözlemlediğimde

                            Bilirim ki, birisi yaptı onları böyle;

 

                            İlgiyle ve sevgiyle

                            Hiç kimse

                            Fakat Allah yücelerde.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                        çeviren Turgay EVREN 

DEATH NEVER KILLS


“ Death is the believer’s gift.”

                              Hz. Muhammad (P.B.U.H)

 

Kübra Özgür is not at our school this year. We lost her to a deadly disease which dominated all her body a short time ago.When I heard the sad news, I really got very shocked. To tell the truth, I knew that she had a frail body and weak health and she had missed many lessons because of her health problems, but I hadn’t heard that she was inflicted with such a catastrophic illness. One day, seeing her face very pale, I had asked her what was wrong with her. “I don’t know what is happening to me, teacher,” she had answered with utmost innocence unaware of her destiny ordained by Allah.

My ex-student, Kübra Özgür’s death had shaken me to the core of my existence, bringing her vivid memories to my mind. What kind of student was Kübra Özgür? She was just an earthly angel. She had a good sense of responsibility and always she was  clever and hard-working as a student. Her black eyes used to shine with a strange magic of love and compassion. In addition to her success at the school, she had a perfect character adorned with kindness  and good manners. She was the embodiment of love and respect. These are not the words full of exaggeration to have been said upon someone who has passed away. Kübra Özgür was a creature of rarity which Allah has bestowed on us as a precious present  for a short time.

Here, I cannot do without touching the fact of death which will knock on the door of every mortal being. Death is something inevitable for everyone. However, death is not an end or worse, non-existence. Death is a door opening to an other world which is going to last forever. Death is not an eternal separation. On the contrary, it is the real unity. That is why Mawlana calls it as the day of wedding. We came from Almighty Allah and we are going to go back to Him passing over the bridge of death.

Life is not merely restricted to this world. We are going to meet our loved ones in the Hereafter. Therefore, it is not proper to remain stuck in a permanent grief and mourning over the people who left this temporary world.

Before the funeral prayer, the imam addressed the congregation gathering in the yard of the mosque, emphasizing the fact that Kübra Özgür was a girl who migrated from this world so early even before  she knew what  sin was, as pure as an angel. Thus, Allah–willing, Kübra flew away directly to paradise like a bird yearning for its real motherland. We should find joy  in this fact rather than sheer consolation and we should reflect on our situation. In a hadith it is narrated that Allah the Almigthy  takes his servants whom He likes most, early to His presence.

“If you want an advice, death is enough ,” says a renowned scholar. Death is just moving from one house to another house. However, we will be taken into an account for our deeds and rewarded or punished accordingly. So, we must prepare ourselves for death through enjoining the good and forbidding the evil, instead of fearing it.

 

 

                                   “Die, before death comes”

                                     Hz. Muhammad (P.B.U.H)

                                                                          

Turgay EVREN

English Teacher

LOVE IS DEAD


Love is dead

Since God is dead.

Tell all the pretending lovers that;

The theatre is finished,

The army is disbanded,

Our last stronghold is conquered.

Moses for the first time defeated,

Jesus once again crucified,

Muhammad, as is known, condemned to hunger and torture.

Oh Siddhartha! Return to your palace

Where love is sacrificed to lust.

Love is dead, before I said

That’s why God is dead.

 

 

Love is dead

And man is dismayed.

Let the earthquake destroy the hearts!

What difference does it make?

Mercy and compassion are two orphans,

Hungry children are my weapons

Abandoned old people,

Raped decent girls,

Civilization they call me.

I saw God for the last time, shortly before He perished.

He was a blanket on a trembling Pakistani woman’s body.

And a summer tent, for sure, sheltering another quake-hit family.    

God is dead I knew, so is modesty.  

 

 

Nietzsche, Russel and Sartre

The grave-diggers of God’s tomb!

Strike fast and hard

This is God, who knows?

He may resurrect and come back.

Patients appeal to Him.

The oppressed is awaiting yet.

The universe is missing His Face

Only His name keeps the birds singing.

The heart of history beats with His specters.

Oh my God? What is that moving out of the grave?

You gave me this mind, you save!

                                              

                  

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                    Turgay TURGAY EVREN

GOD EXISTS


          A man went to a barbershop to have his hair and beard cut as he always did. He started a good conversation with the barber. They talked about so many different things.  Finally they came to the subject of God.

         “I don’t believe in God,” said the barber.

          “Why do you not believe in God?” asked the client.

         “It is very simple,” said the barber. “Just look around you; you will see many sick people, abandoned children. Many people are suffering poverty and oppression. Everywhere there is pain, tear and blood. If God existed, He would surely not let all these things happen.”

         The client sat silent for one minute thinking since he did not want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the client went out of the barbershop paying his fee. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long hair and a beard (it seems that he hadn’t had a cut for a long time.) Then the client again entered he barbershop and he said to the barber: “Know that barbers don’t exists.”

         “How come they don’t exist?”asked the barber. “Well I am here and I am a barber.” 

          “No “ exclaimed the client.  “If the barbers existed there wouldn’t be any people with long hair and beard like that man walking in the street.”

         “Ah, barbers exist but these men do not come to me.” said the barber.

         “ Exactly!” Affirmed the client. “That is the point. God does exist but unfortunately people do not go to Him and that’s why there is so much pain and suffering in the world.”

 

 

                                              

                                                                                           The story was simplified by: Turgay Evren  

The story was read by: Tracy Leigh Durica