A Miracle at the Prophet’s Mosque.
When the decision was made to install the same radiant white marble on the floor of Masjid an-Nabawi (PBUH) that had graced the floors of Masjid al-Haram, a profound miracle unfolded.
Muhammad Kamal Ismail was the first engineer entrusted with the monumental task of designing and executing the expansion projects of the Two Holy Mosques. Despite repeated insistence from King Fahd, he refused to accept any remuneration for his engineering designs and architectural supervision. He would say, "Why should I take payment for this work? How will I face Allah on the Day of Judgment?"
He married at the age of 44. His wife gave birth to a son but passed away shortly after. From that time until his death, he remained devoted to the worship of Allah. He lived to the age of one hundred, yet shunned worldly fame and media attention, serving the Two Holy Mosques in quiet anonymity.
The story of how he acquired the special white marble for the Haram is itself deeply moving. This unique stone, which beautifully absorbs heat and keeps the floors cool even in the scorching heat, was found in a small mountain in Greece. Engineer Kamal traveled there and signed an agreement to purchase nearly half the mountain. After the deal was finalized, he returned to Makkah. The marble arrived and was successfully installed in Masjid al-Haram, adorning both the Mataf (the area around the Ka'bah) and the outer courtyards.
Fifteen years later, the Saudi government decided to use the same marble for the flooring of Masjid an-Nabawi. When King Fahd instructed Engineer Muhammad Kamal to source the identical marble, he became deeply worried. The only place on earth where this stone existed was Greece, and they had already purchased half the mountain.
Kamal returned to Greece and met the CEO of the same company. When he inquired about the remaining marble, the CEO replied, "We sold it shortly after you left. It has been fifteen years now."
Heartbroken, Kamal stood up to leave the meeting. As he was departing, he met the office secretary and asked if she could help trace the buyer of the remaining marble. She told him it would be difficult to find old records but requested his phone number and hotel details, promising to try. He gave her the information and left, planning to return the next day.
Before leaving the office, Kamal thought to himself: "What need do I have to search for the buyer? Allah Himself will make arrangements."
The very next day, just hours before his flight, he received a call: the address of the marble buyer had been found. Kamal made his way back to the office, his heart heavy with anticipation. When the secretary handed him the company details, his heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath in awe.
The company that had purchased the marble was Saudi.
Kamal immediately boarded a flight to Saudi Arabia. He went straight to the company’s office and met the Director of Administration. When he asked what had become of the white marble imported from Greece, the director said he didn't recall and called the stock department. The reply came: "The entire quantity is still here. It has never been used."
At that moment, Engineer Kamal wept like a child. He narrated the entire story to the company's Saudi owner and presented him with a blank cheque.
"Fill in any amount you wish," he said, "but please hand over all the marble to me."
When the Saudi owner learned that this marble was destined for Masjid an-Nabawi, he refused to take even a single riyal.
He said with deep emotion, "Allah had this marble purchased through me, and then made me forget about it. It is clear that this marble was always meant for the Prophet’s Mosque (PBUH)."
SubhanAllah.
A beautiful reminder of how Allah orchestrates even the smallest details for His beloved places and His sincere servants.
A Miracle at the Prophet’s Mosque.
When the decision was made to install the same radiant white marble on the floor of Masjid an-Nabawi (PBUH) that had graced the floors of Masjid al-Haram, a profound miracle unfolded.
Muhammad Kamal Ismail was the first engineer entrusted with the monumental task of designing and executing the expansion projects of the Two Holy Mosques. Despite repeated insistence from King Fahd, he refused to accept any remuneration for his engineering designs and architectural supervision. He would say, "Why should I take payment for this work? How will I face Allah on the Day of Judgment?"
He married at the age of 44. His wife gave birth to a son but passed away shortly after. From that time until his death, he remained devoted to the worship of Allah. He lived to the age of one hundred, yet shunned worldly fame and media attention, serving the Two Holy Mosques in quiet anonymity.
The story of how he acquired the special white marble for the Haram is itself deeply moving. This unique stone, which beautifully absorbs heat and keeps the floors cool even in the scorching heat, was found in a small mountain in Greece. Engineer Kamal traveled there and signed an agreement to purchase nearly half the mountain. After the deal was finalized, he returned to Makkah. The marble arrived and was successfully installed in Masjid al-Haram, adorning both the Mataf (the area around the Ka'bah) and the outer courtyards.
Fifteen years later, the Saudi government decided to use the same marble for the flooring of Masjid an-Nabawi. When King Fahd instructed Engineer Muhammad Kamal to source the identical marble, he became deeply worried. The only place on earth where this stone existed was Greece, and they had already purchased half the mountain.
Kamal returned to Greece and met the CEO of the same company. When he inquired about the remaining marble, the CEO replied, "We sold it shortly after you left. It has been fifteen years now."
Heartbroken, Kamal stood up to leave the meeting. As he was departing, he met the office secretary and asked if she could help trace the buyer of the remaining marble. She told him it would be difficult to find old records but requested his phone number and hotel details, promising to try. He gave her the information and left, planning to return the next day.
Before leaving the office, Kamal thought to himself: "What need do I have to search for the buyer? Allah Himself will make arrangements."
The very next day, just hours before his flight, he received a call: the address of the marble buyer had been found. Kamal made his way back to the office, his heart heavy with anticipation. When the secretary handed him the company details, his heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath in awe.
The company that had purchased the marble was Saudi.
Kamal immediately boarded a flight to Saudi Arabia. He went straight to the company’s office and met the Director of Administration. When he asked what had become of the white marble imported from Greece, the director said he didn't recall and called the stock department. The reply came: "The entire quantity is still here. It has never been used."
At that moment, Engineer Kamal wept like a child. He narrated the entire story to the company's Saudi owner and presented him with a blank cheque.
"Fill in any amount you wish," he said, "but please hand over all the marble to me."
When the Saudi owner learned that this marble was destined for Masjid an-Nabawi, he refused to take even a single riyal.
He said with deep emotion, "Allah had this marble purchased through me, and then made me forget about it. It is clear that this marble was always meant for the Prophet’s Mosque (PBUH)."
SubhanAllah.
A beautiful reminder of how Allah orchestrates even the smallest details for His beloved places and His sincere servants.
Do you know difference between Laylatul Qadr and the Day of Arafat?
On Laylatul Qadr: Everything comes DOWN.
The Qur’an descended.The angels descend.
The Qadr descend. Mercy pours from the heavens
But the Day of Arafah is completely different.
Saw a patient today with a hemoglobin of 1.9 g/dL. For context, a level that low is almost incompatible with normal consciousness, but she walked right into the clinic on her own feet.
For three long years, she lived with crushing weakness and since last 6 months breathlessness from just walking across a room. Why didn’t she get help sooner? At first, it was because the kids had crucial school exams and later her husband was reluctant to deal with the hassle of a hospital admission.
Her health was treated as a background inconvenience.
When we dug deeper, it got worse. A year ago, her Hb was 6.4 g/dL. A doctor explicitly told them she needed immediate admission. The family refused, walked out with a basic strip of iron tablets, she took them for two weeks, forgot about them, and nobody in the house ever bothered to check on her or remind her.
She didn't even come to the hospital today because of the air hunger. She came because her periods had completely stopped for months. Her body was so profoundly starved of iron and oxygen that it literally shut down her reproductive axis just to divert what little blood she had left to her heart and brain.
It’s completely heartbreaking. A woman will literally bleed her body dry, gasp for air for years and keep working silently, only to be brought to a doctor when her normal functioning stops.
Please check on the women in your homes. Stop letting them normalize chronic exhaustion.
@femiogunleye9 If you come to Oye Ekiti, go to market at the back na fulani full there. Their work no one knows. Same with Ado Ekiti, Ikere etc. Go to Lagos, the stretch of Orile to Iyana, na them. Go to Ogun State. My own problem is that our stupid governors refused to profile this boys
There was never a time in the history of Nigeria when Yorubas traveled to the North to torment and kill people there, neither was there a time we went to the East to kidnap or sell fake products. Every day, they come into our space to kidnap, kill, sell fake products, and invade us politically, all in the name of one Nigeria.
This is the high time Nigeria is restructured. We cannot continue to be the big brother to those who have destroyed their region because of their cast-in-stone ideology.
Nearly four thousand years ago, in a desolate valley between rocky mountains, a father and son (Prophet Abraham & Ishmael) raised the foundations of a house dedicated to the One God.
Ayo Olopon is a Yoruba strategy board game played on a wooden board with 12 holes and 48 seeds. Every move requires calculating your opponent’s next three moves. Children in Yoruba households were developing mathematical and strategic thinking through play. No classroom required.
Burkina Faso’s government under President Ibrahim Traoré has shut down all laboratories involved in a controversial genetically modified mosquito project, ordering the destruction of remaining samples and halting over a decade of research.
The project, known as Target Malaria, involved releasing gene-edited mosquitoes into the wild to combat malaria. It had been operating in the country since 2012 and had just received regulatory approval from Burkina Faso’s biosafety authorities weeks earlier.
However, the government acted after strong public opposition, stating that the people of Burkina Faso had not consented to their country being used as a testing ground for Western biotechnology experiments.
The modified mosquitoes were being developed in laboratories in the United States, Italy, and the United Kingdom.
Hausa should govern their region. Yoruba should govern their region. Ibo should govern their region. Ijaw should govern their region. That's how it should be. Anything else is trespassing.I will not say more than this.
Brother Amin Abdullah was the guard at the mosque in San Diego for years. He was instrumental in stopping the shooters from reaching the children today. This was his final post on FB. On these holiest days, may Allah have mercy on him and accept him as a martyr. Ameen
At Odua Investment Company Limited, we celebrate Baba Reuben Famuyide Fasoranti on his 100th birthday.
Educator. Administrator. Pro-democracy leader. Elder Statesman
Your life reflects discipline, vision, the omoluabi ethos, and a deep commitment to the collective progress of the Yoruba people.
Happy birthday, Baba.
That's why I dey shake head for Ibos wey dey call Yorubas and others cowards.
Ojukwu see death...dress like woman and ran to Ivory Coast.
Nnamdi Kanu see death...begin tell court how he is a British citizen.🤣🤣🤣🤣
What about our lovely Phillip Effiong?
He see death....kept quiet and allowed Ibos kill his Ibibio people.
The only people that come close to the Yorubas in terms of producing courageous men na IJAWS.
Nobody else fit follow Yorubas drag Morals. Unimke Abana
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"When Dollar was equal to Naira, Peugeot was assembling cars in Kaduna, Volkswagen was producing their brand from Lagos. Leyland was rolling out Trucks from Ibadan while Anamco produce buses from Enugu. Dunlop and Michelin were making Tyres for these vehicles. The Windscreen for those vehicles were made by Oluwa Glass and one other company in Ibadan(I've forgotten the name offhead) Even car batteries were produced locally while Berec was making Radio batteries.
In secondary school, during long holiday, I was employed as Time keeper at Federal Secretariat during the construction
Textile factories litters the place not to mention plastic factories. All these companies have distributors all over the country. Peugeot distributor in Calabar then will most likely be a Calabar person(no monopoly). Late Ooni of Ife Oba Sijuade was Peugeot distributor in Ile-Ife before he became king.
In 1979 when Alex Ekweme became the vice president, he was controlling the economy and introduce import licence. Getting a licence became difficult like going to heaven but not for his Ibo brothers. Companies like UAC and 7Up cried out for not getting licence to bring their products and raw materials. The Ibos that got the licence enter China, India and Taiwan with it bringing fake and substandard products. Many houses catch fire because of substandard electrical Cables from China. No cable is better than those made by Nigeria Wire Company in Ikeja till today.
Dunlop and Michelin left Nigeria because of fake tyres they brought into the country that killedthe local manufacturer. Mind you, all those companies employed thousands of Nigerians(when these animals says no employment today, they killed all the companies that would have employ people). Atlantic Textile Mills alone in Ikeja had over ten thousand staffs. Royal Paints, Dulux Paints, PZ Industries. Thermocool was making refrigerator. Bolous Enterprises in Ikeja was assembling Suzuki while Honda in Otta roll out Honda products. Asaba Textiles in Asaba even had football club that plays in division one then. Can you imagine what the value of Naira will be today if we are not importing all these things? They killed the local producers to become sole importers from China.
One animal who have been doing importation for more than 30 years and have not stop will say "I want to move Nigeria from consumption to production"
They killed Nigeria Airways, Nigeria National Shipping Line, Nigeria Railways!
They killed Nigeria!
Obasanjo said Nigeria Airways had 47 functional planes when he hand over to Shagari/Ekweme in 1979. Just 20 year later in 1999 when he came back as president, only 4 grounded plane was remaining. They killed Nitel and set fire on its building.
Nigeria was able to make great achievements after the war became Ibos were not in position of decision making after the war. Middle Belts, Niger Delta, Yoruba and Northerners were in position of policy making in Nigeria when those companies and Industries sprang up.
They sabotage every good thing we achieved.
Nigeria had it's highest GDP when Ibos were not around to import useless things even though Nigeria was fighting a war.(God bless Awolowo economy)