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Wahdahu La Sharikalahu - Muhammad Usamah Abdullah

SubhanAllahi - Muhammad Usamah Abdullah As Salaamu Alaikum and would you request me as a friend...on Alif one can only add up to 100 people at a time...so if no one accepts then that one cannot request again until the number of requests that are out drops down or something...so I haven't been able to request others for last 6 months or so...

As salamu alaykum

Greating from Germany

I'm Hussein Namooya, Nasheed artist having one album MARHABA JADDAL HUSSEIN available on ITunes music stores and soon on Alif music Insha Allah.Another song on Gaza entitled THE HELL IN THE GAZA STRIP, was supposed to be released as a single but reported and will be available in my next album.Samples of songs from my album are available here on this site for you to listen. My aim is to make as many albums as possible that could bring some nice moments in the life of others. I usually sing in four languages { English, French, Urdu and Arabic }and in any style. I am a versatile singer and composer.this album is in Arabic,English & Urdu. My next album ,nearly finished and entitled THE HELL IN GAZA will soon be available.My album in French will Insha Allah be available this year where I sing the plights of children victims of wars especially on muslin lands. More are to come Insha Allah

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I should like to thank everybody for their willingness to help in promoting my album.Please see on this site {On your left } samples{about two minutes} of each song which everyone will be able to listen to.Insha Allah.Please buy the tracks {available on ITunes music stores and on Alif music soon } and promote to your friends to buy.
Jazak Allah Khair

I am Malaysian Pakistani and Somali and Arab:
I am Turk and Irani and native of the Maldives:
My home is in Paris, Berlin, London;
in Mexico City, Port-of-Spain, Durban;
in Karachi, Zagazig or Kuala Lumpur,

I am as at home sailing in a lateen
rigged baggala along the red-rock Oman
shores bound for Socotra's island as I
am crossing the Khyber Pass in a camel
caravan...or driving a Mercedes taxi
in Istanbul.

Na'am, aiwa, acha, kha,
I am your brother, Adam.

You will know me in the mosques when
I stand shoulder to shoulder with you
and wish you peace when prayer is done:
and you may see me in Isfahan talking with
a miniature painter or in Dera Ismail Khan
listening to a young and vocal teacher of
Urdu or in Medan listening to a old man
chanting the Quran or in Sacramento listening
to a college boy who has all the problems
of the universe solved.

You will know me becuase I am your brother
and in a real and forceful sense I am
a part of you, dependent on you as you are
dependent on me...as rocks in a city wall...
round as the ancient wall of Baghdad.

I am Egyption and Tunisian and Syrian:
I am Berber and Kurd; Fulani and Nausherwani
and Pawenda;
I am Maliki, Hanafi, Hanbali, and Shafii:
all these I am, for I am your brother
standing besides you in the mosque waiting
for the iqama...white-garbed in the plain
of Arafat...fasting with you in Ramadan.
I am at home in the black tents of the bedu
and the tall buildings of Hadhramaut...;
I am always lingering at the Great Mosque
to circle the Kaaba and to kiss the hajr
al-aswad and drink from the well of Zamzam;
and I am standing, too, in the Haraam ash-sharif
in Jerusalem and in Karbala...and all of them,
each of them, has meaning on meaning for me.

Na'am ya habibi, ya azizi, ya akhi,
I am your brother Adam.

You will know me when you see me
becuase I wll be fingering my beads
and you will know well what this means...
subhanAllah...

You will know me and I will know you
for we are real brothers; and I am of
one place as I am of another...as much a
part of one as the other; the lover
of all lands where I can listen to the
call of the muezzin coming over the night,
or hear the beat of a single Muslim heart