Did Muhammad marry his daughter-in-law?

 Case closed 😁😁😁 Not. 

A couple of wrongs.  

I’m not the only one that is criticizing the prophet for marrying his adopted son’s ex wife. The people living in the prophets time, critiqued the prophet very heavily for marrying his adopted son’s ex wife.  Please do more research.  

It was not a common practice to marry ones daughter in law in those times. Actually, no person but the prophet did this, in his time. Don’t argue back to state to me that it was a common practice, it was not. This action had nothing to do with Arabia, Islam, or Cahiliye time.  No other person married his daughter-in-law in those times. 

The prophet got very heavy criticism for marrying his daughter-in-law, therefore what happened? Miraculously, an ayet came down to say, it is ok to marry Zaynab since Zayd was not the biological son, and adopted son, therefore, Zaynab was not the daughter in law.

How convenient.

If you think that the prophet marrying his adopted son’s ex wife, was ok, because, hey, since Zayd was adopted, he can marry Zayd’s ex wife.  Then good on you bud. You choose to not see the wrong in this action, well, not much to say to you.

You don’t see the problem here do you? 

Your argument concludes this, you would not marry your biological sons ex wife, since she is your daughter in law.  I’m hoping you would not. 

But you would marry your adopted son’s ex wife, since the son is adopted, you would.  Do you see the wrong in this? as your answer should be, not to marry your daughter-in-law, adopted or not, don’t marry your daughter-in-law.  

Muhammad should not have either, him marrying his daughter-in-law has no good explanation to humanity, could it be only for his own desire? 

Last comment about Zayd. I’m saddened about Zayd. It was not his choosing to drop his last name of Muhammad - Zayd, the son of Muhammad. He was forced by Muhammad to drop his last name to be known no longer as the son of Muhammad. This is terrible. Look at it from Zayd’s point of view.  

He has to drop his last name, a name he had for over 20 years.

He sees his adopted father marry his ex wife, a wife he had for 2.5 years.  

He grew up in the home of Muhammad and Hatice, to be banished from their home, their will, and the family of Muhammad.   

I ask you why was Muhammad marrying his adopted son’s ex wife have any good to common society, to humanity, to family affairs; absolutely nothing.  

Please, please, please, do research.  

Take care bud, thank tou. 

Day of Birth

Day of Birth

Some sites can now tell you the exact date of your birth.  I have copy/pasted a link of one of these sites, here below.  

http://www.korn19.ch/coding/days.php

Please visit this site if you are interested in the 'day' of your birth.  I have an interesting story of my 'birth day'. 

It says I was born on a Sunday, when completing the required information on the above site.  My mother has told me the story of me being born on a Saturday, which is interesting as then it conflicts with the website.  

Here is the story:

My father went to work Saturday early morning, he was a 'Pazarci', which means that he sold fruits and vegetables at various 'Farmer markets'.  How it worked in Istanbul was that each day, he would sell his produce at a different farmers market across the city.  That day, on Saturday, he was located at 'Beykoz', which is a neighbourhood in the Asian side of Istanbul.  My parents lived in 'Fatih', which is on the European side of the city.  

     Fatih, Istanbul

I was born early afternoon on that day my father worked at Beykoz, which would be Saturday.   

Also, my father did not work Sundays, this was his only day off. 

     Beykoz, Istanbul

After giving birth in her home, the upstairs neighbour, who was my

mothers uncles daughter, and my mothers best friend, which her name was Hatice.   Hatice's husband was called to duty, however, sadly I cannot remember his name, today.  

Anyway, the husband of Hatice was sent to where my father was employed that day, to inform him I was born.  He went from Fatih to Beykoz, which would be approximately hour and half journey.  For his efforts and good news, my father bought him a nice meal, and they returned back home together, later that evening.  

I saw this gentleman, Hatice's husband when I last visited Istanbul in August 2012.  He re-told the nice story of how he travelled from the European side of Istanbul, and crossed the bosphorous sea to the Asian side to tell my father of the birth.  He told the story, while we were sitting at a 'coffee house' in Fatih.  I bought him a cup of tea and he spoke while I listened.  I hope I see him again when I visit Istanbul again....soon.  

I have to remember his name, his name is on the 'Tip of my tongue', 

Back to that webpage. 

Therefore, either the chart is wrong on the webpage, or my parents put my date of birth of January 31 and it should have been Saturday January 30th. 

Interesting story, I thought to share.  

Thank you for visiting,

Ben here