RE: Something stupid i wonder about
September 12, 2013 at 9:59 pm
(This post was last modified: September 12, 2013 at 9:59 pm by Lemonvariable72.)
(September 12, 2013 at 9:42 pm)genkaus Wrote:Even if he is just trying to get his friends attention?(September 12, 2013 at 9:23 pm)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: I wonder what happens if someone yells "hey Mohammad" at a mall or market in Arabia
He gets arrested.
http://www.answering-christianity.com/good_manners.htm Wrote:Is arguing in public allowed in Islam?
Let us look at what Allah Almighty Said in the Noble Quran:
"God loveth not that evil should be noised abroad in public speech, except where injustice hath been done; for God is He who heareth and knoweth all things. (The Noble Quran, 4:148)"
So unless there is a good and just reason for having a public shouting, we as Muslims are Commanded by Allah Almighty to maintain our manners and good behavior in public.
(September 12, 2013 at 9:42 pm)genkaus Wrote:Even if he is just trying to get his friends attention?(September 12, 2013 at 9:23 pm)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: I wonder what happens if someone yells "hey Mohammad" at a mall or market in Arabia
He gets arrested.
http://www.answering-christianity.com/good_manners.htm Wrote:Is arguing in public allowed in Islam?
Let us look at what Allah Almighty Said in the Noble Quran:
"God loveth not that evil should be noised abroad in public speech, except where injustice hath been done; for God is He who heareth and knoweth all things. (The Noble Quran, 4:148)"
So unless there is a good and just reason for having a public shouting, we as Muslims are Commanded by Allah Almighty to maintain our manners and good behavior in public.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.