We should all be so lucky as to have neighbors like these. And to think–folks hate “these people.”
I have wonderful neighbors, actually. Loud partying but sweet and fun college girls on one side, and a cheerful laughing family on the other.
But ain’t this wholesome n’precious:
Via Reddit. Also:
“Islam actually puts the neighbor in a rather high place, even going to granting the neighbor rights. Such rights:
Protect his interests when he is absent
Show him respect when he is present
Help him when he is inflicted with any injustice.
Do not remain on the look-out to detect his faults
If, by any chance, you happen to know any undesirable thing about him, hide it from others, and at the same time, try to desist him from improper habits, if there is any chance that he will listen to you.
Never leave him alone at any calamity.
Forgive him, if he has done any wrong.”
“It’s part of the tradition of Eid, especially after Ramadan, which on top of being the celebration of your good fortune, also includes feeding the homeless.
The whole purpose behind the fasting is to humble yourself by reminding you what less fortunate people go through on a daily basis.
And they don’t always have the good fortune of being able to break their fast at sundown.
The tithe that is given to the less fortunate is called “Zakaat” and traditionally involves the purchase and slaughter of sheep which is then cut, parceled up and then given to the less fortunate.
In these modern times, more often than not it is money that’s given to an authority that helps the less fortunate.” ~ redditor (link at top of blog)