and when he is ungrateful he enters Hell.’ (Al-Musnad Imam Ahmad Bin Hanbal, vol. 2, pp. 589, Raqm 6652)

صَلُّوۡا عَلَى الۡحَبِيۡب              صَلَّى اللّٰهُ تَعَالٰى عَلٰى مُحَمَّد

Dear Islamic brothers! So you see! How dangerous the epidemic of lying is. As a result of persistent lying, a liar is ultimately recorded by Allah Almighty as a very big liar (Kazzaab). None of us would want our names on a police record and if it was we’d find it hard to get by our daily lives peacefully, we’d also probably lose sleep over it. Please just think for a while! If none of us can bear seeing our names on a police record then we must also be disturbed if, in the court of Allah Almighty, our names are recorded in the list of liars and as a result of persistent lying being ultimately categorised by Allah Almighty as very big liars, Kazzaab.

Similarly, if any individual who is aware that a particular route is tremendously dangerous and that he risks his life and wealth on every step by walking on that route, will avoid adopting that route. Sadly however we’re persistently concerned about worldly progress yet totally oblivious to striving for the betterment of our Hereafter. We are aware that lying is a horrendous route to Hell yet oblivious to all its dangers we are speeding catastrophically along this very route; how terribly sad.  These days مَـعَـاذَ الـلّٰـه عَزَّوَجَلَّ liars don’t even consider lying to be anything worth resenting. People who make a profit of a few pounds by lying in this world, make people laugh by fabricating false jokes, entertain others by narrating false dreams, trying to gain love for status by affixing false titles and labels to their names, all such people must never forget that after they die there is absolutely no chance that they will ever manage to tolerate the torment for lying. Hence:

Painful torments for liar

The Beloved and Blessed Rasool صَلَّى اللهُ تَعَالٰى عَلَيْهِ وَاٰلِهٖ وَسَلَّم said:  ‘In my dream, a person came to me and requested, ‘Accompany me.’ I accompanied him, and I saw two people at a place, one of whom was standing and the second one was sitting. The one who was standing, had pincers made up of steel in his hand, which he would put into one jaw of the man who was sitting down and drag them to rip up to his neck. He would then take them out, put them into the other jaw and drag them in the same way. In the meantime, the first jaw would restore to normal condition. I asked the person who brought me,