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There are three kinds of Arabic.

There are three kinds of Arabic.


1) Colloquial – The slang Arabic that we hear in the streets.

2) Formal – The Arabic that is of newspaper, modern literature and that are taught in Schools.

3) Classical or Old Arabic- This is the Arabic of the Quran. 

A reason why Makkans used to send their children to be grown in the deserts was to master this classical refined Arabic. So was our beloved Prophet (s.a.w) in the company of Banu Saad’ tribe (A village that is 70KM east to Taif).  Scholars like Imam Shaf’ee (rah) lived with Tribe of Huzail near Makkah for almost 10 years to master this Classical refined Arabic.  So when he spoke in the Majlis of Masjid Al-Harem, even Beduins would sit listening at the amazing eloquence of his pure Arabic. Nowadays one may find places like Mauritania and some other places preserving this Pure Arabic. 

Al-Asma’i, the famous Arabic scholar narrates a story. He wanted to know the exact meaning of the word متاع   in the Glorious Quran. So he goes to a village where classical Arabic is spoken. He didn’t wanted to ask anyone the word meaning, but he wanted to listen from their mouth this word as their normal use. 

While sitting at a beach, he saw a little girl playing with her toys, like some kinds of utensils and tools.  It happened that a goat took one of her toy and ran away. She was running after the goat  saying  اخذ متاعي  …. So he noted the exact meaning where this word was used for by those who spoke Classical Arabic. 

متاع   is Anything that is useful but has no any enjoyment in it. Like Utensils, Furniture, Screw drivers etc. Which are made for man for his use, his comfort and easiness in life, but not for enjoyment. People don’t enjoy using a screw driver. It’s for a use and benefit. 

Hence Allah Azzawajal in one word explains throughout Quran, whatever He Created in this life of Dunya is for usage and benefit and not for fulfillment or enjoyment of man. This is there in one word of the Quran متاع which is repeated almost 34 times in the Quran.     

وَلَكُمۡ فِى ٱلۡأَرۡضِ مُسۡتَقَرٌّ۬ وَمَتَـٰعٌ إِلَىٰ حِينٍ۬
On earth will be your dwelling-place and your means of livelihood for a time (Al-Baqara: Part of Ayah No.36)

مَّتَـٰعً۬ا لَّكُمۡ وَلِأَنۡعَـٰمِكُمۡ
a provision and benefit for you and your cattle.  (Surah Abasa: Ayah No.32)

Allah knows best.

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