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| Iqbalites....... |
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| jannah |
| 03/29/05 at 02:06:21 |
| slm, I found this nice collection of Iqbal poetry recently called Tulip in the Desert: A Selecton of Poetry of Muhammad Iqbal trans. Muntasir Mir Here's one of the poems called "The Earth": Oh, this eternal death! Oh this struggle that marks life! Will this conflict in the world ever end? Reason cannot free itself from its idols; The commoners and the elite - all are slaves to Lat and Manat. How abject Adam - the man with divine attributes - has now become! That such a world should continue to exist Is more than heart and eye can bear. Why does man's night not turn into dawn? - Iqbal |
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| thezman |
| 03/29/05 at 16:19:07 |
| Bismillah Salam Alaikum, "Mendicancy" By. Allama Iqbal A witty man in a tavern spoke with a tongue untamed 'the Ruler of our State is a beggar unashamed.' how many go bare-headed to deck him with a crown? how many go naked to supply his golden gown? the blood of the poor turns into his red wine and they starve so that he may in luxury dine. the epicure's table is loaded with delights stolen from the needy, stripped of all their rights. he is a beggar who begs money, be it large or small kings with royal pomp and pride, in fact, are beggars all. Fi Amanillah Z... |
| Re: Iqbalites....... |
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| jannah |
| 04/07/05 at 00:33:53 |
| THE STATE OF BARZAKH THE CORPSE TO ITS GRAVE What is it, this Resurrection Day? Of what present is it the future? O my ancient sleeping-chamber, What is Resurrrection Day? THE GRAVE O corpse of a hundred years, don't you know That every death implies a call for resurrection? THE CORPSE A death that implies resurrection -- Such a death does not entrap me! It is true that I have been dead for a hundred years, But I am not tired of this dark chamber in the earth. The soul should once again ride the poor body -- If this is resurrection, then I am not a taker! A VOICE FROM THE UNSEEN Death is not for snakes and scorpions, Or for birds and beasts of prey, Eternal death is the lot of slave nations alone. [5] Even Israfil's trumpet cannot bring back to life those Whose bodies, when they lived, had no souls. To spring back to life after death -- only the free can do that. Even though all living beings are headed Into the arms of the grave. THE GRAVE (to its corpse) You vicious creature! In the world you were a slave! I had failed to understand why my soil was as hot as fire! Your corpse makes my darkness even darker; It rips the earth's veil of honour. [7] Beware, beware a hundred times of a slave's corpse! O Israfil! O Lord of the universe! O soul that is chaste and pure! THE VOICE FROM THE UNSEEN Resurrrection upsets the order of the universe, But it is this commotion [8] that reveals the secrets of existence. An earthquake makes mountains fly like clouds, [9] But it also starts new springs flowing in the valleys. Total destruction must come before any re-creation -- For in this way the problems of existence are resolved. THE EARTH Oh, this eternal death! Oh, this struggle that marks life! Will this conflict in the world ever end? Reason cannot free itself from its idols; The commoners and the elite -- all are slaves to Lat and Manat. How abject Adam -- the man with divine attributes [11]-- has now become! That such a world should continue to exist Is more than heart and eye can bear Why does man's night not turn into dawn? [5] Elsewhere Iqbal calls slavery 'a worse kind of death' [7] ie. it disgraces the earth [8] The commotion of the Last Day. [9] A composite image whose elements are drawn from several Quranic verses about the Last day. [11] Adam as God's best creation and His deputy is supposed to reflect the attributes of his Maker.... As a thinker Iqbal was deeply interested in the phenomenon of the rise and fall of nations. Study and reflection led him to conclude that the responsibility for the decline and disintegration of a nation lay chiefly with the nation itself. This conclusion followed directly fromt he premise that a nation controls its own destiny. Thus Iqbal had no doubt that Muslims had only themselves to blame for the sorry state in which they found themselves. In his view, one nation is subjugated by another only when it allows this to happen. In other words, every dominant culture has a correlative, which is a slave culture; masters become masters because there are slaves who would accept them as such. This view, bleak as it seems, is not without an element of hope. If a nation is itself responsible for selling itself into slavery, then it is also capable of liberating itself, because the key to its fate lies with itself.... |
| 04/07/05 at 00:35:56 |
| jannah |
| Re: Iqbalites....... |
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| thezman |
| 04/07/05 at 20:03:15 |
| Bismillah Salam Alaikum, Azan, by Iqbal. One night in a vision, I saw a morning star asking the stars if they saw man ever awake. Mercury said, 'destiny has wisely decreed that this Impish trouble maker should always be asleep.' Satan replied with disdain, 'let us mind our business that night-blind insect is beneath our contempt.' The full moon said, 'he is a star of the earth you appear by night, and he appears by day.' 'this handful of dust, when keeping awake at night is loftier than the Galaxies in Heaven.' 'He has a beatific light concealed in his soul a light that will eclipse the brightest stars and planets!' then came the echoing thunder of the sound of Azan the thunder which gives shivers to Mountains' Heart's. Fi Amanillah Z... |
| Muslims |
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| jannah |
| 04/15/05 at 05:24:37 |
| Muslims are at war with one another -- And in their hearts they harbour only schism;* They cry out if someone else pulls a brick Out of the mosque which they themselves shun.** * Iqbal makes punning use of the Persian word for schism du'i, which means both 'duality' and 'duplicity'. As monotheists, Muslims must not entertain any notion of duality, and their life must not be marked by duplicity if they claim to be true believers. Iqbal is saying that the internal schism of Muslims contravenes the very doctrine they hold: as believers in one God they should be one community. The line may also be translated: 'In their hearts they harbour only duality.' ** That is, their attachment to their religion is almost entirely sentitmental. |
| Tulips |
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| jannah |
| 04/15/05 at 05:26:53 |
| His pure blood has lost its brilliance, And tulips no longer grow in his wasteland. His scabbard is empty, just like his purse, * And his Book is in the vault of a house in ruins. ** * Muslims have neither military nor economic power. ** Muslims have forgotten the Quran, which they have consigned to a vault in their house - the house itself being in ruins. |
| Idols |
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| jannah |
| 04/15/05 at 05:30:08 |
You pay homage to Darius and Jamshed -- * But that is a disgrace to the Kabah! Do not present petitions to the Farangi: Tear this idol from the alcove of your heart! ** * Three kings of ancient Persia were named Darius, the most famous being Darius I (the Great), d. 486. Jamshed was a legendary ruler of ancient Persia. ** Do not reoly on Europe for help (Farangi is a generic term for Europeans), for that would be tantamount to worshipping Europe (the Ferengi is called an idol that must be abandoned). Instead, become self-reliant. |
| *The Star's Message* |
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| thezman |
| 04/15/05 at 17:18:32 |
| Bismillah I fear not the darkness of the night My nature is bred in purity and light. Wayfarer of the night! Be a lamp to thyself With thy passion's flame, make thy darkness bright. (Iqbal). Z... |
| *To A Young Man* |
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| thezman |
| 05/03/05 at 06:51:17 |
| Bismillah [slm] Your sofas are from Europe, your fine carpets from Iran. My eyes weep blood when I see such pampered ways among young men! For what are rank and office, what even the Pomp of Chosroes, when You neither like Ali brave the world, nor scorn It like Salman! Not in the glittering modern world is that Contentment to be found: It is the splendor of the true believer, his ladder Reared on Faith. When the Eagle Spirit is awakened in the Youth, It's destination appears to it far off in the skies. Hope On! In despair is the decline of Mind and Soul, The True Believer's Hopes are among the Confidants of God. Your resting-place is not the vaulted palace Of the Kings, You are an Eagle; build your nest upon the Mountain Rock. (Iqbal). Fi Amanillah Z... |
| *Stanza* |
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| thezman |
| 05/06/05 at 01:52:38 |
| Bismillah [slm] Barter not thy selfhood for silver and gold sell not a burning flame for a spark half-cold. so says firdowsi, the poet of vision and grace who brought to the east the dawn of brighter days. 'be not a churl for filthy lucre's sake count not thy copper's, whatever they may make.' (Iqbal). Fi Amanillah Z... |
| Re: Iqbalites....... |
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| timbuktu |
| 05/06/05 at 12:25:35 |
| [slm] thanks for this thread. It would be nicer to have the original Urdu or Farsi as well. :) |
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| jannah |
| 05/15/05 at 03:42:33 |
| slm, i was thinking this thread would be good to introduce Iqbal and his poetry to English speakers and non-desis... every desi that grew up in the sub-continent knows Iqbal and his poetry and can read it from their books in the original urdu or farsi but the rest of the world can't!!! k here's one for u timbuktu: Here is an excerpt from the famous poem of Dr. Mohammad Iqbal, "The renaissance of Islam". Translation ------------ You are the potent hand and the word of the Eternal God O imprudent one! Develop Faith as you have been overcome with doubts The Muslim’s destination is beyond the azure colored sky You are the caravan the dust of whose trail are stars! The house is ephemeral, the dweller is momentary, yours are the Beginning and the End You are the Final Message of God and you are eternal! Your life-blood adorns with myrtle the bride called tulip Your origin is from Ibrahâm, you are the world’s architect! Your nature is the custodian of all life’s possibilities So to say you are the touch-stone for world’s hidden jewels! From the material world to the Eternal world You are the gift which the Holy Prophet took! The history of the Muslim nation reveals the secret That you are the protector of the nations of Asia Learn again the lesson of Truth, Justice, and Bravery You are to be entrusted with the world’s leadership! This alone is the creation’s objective, this alone is Islam’s secret That there should be universal brotherhood, abundant love! Breaking the idols of race and color merge into the millat (ummah) There should be neither Turanian, nor Iranian, nor Afghanian! Tuloo-e-Islam (Urdu: Much more beautiful!) -------------------------------------------------- khuda-e-lam yazal kaa dast-e-qudrat tu, zubaan tu hay yaqeen payda kar ay ghafil kay maghloob-e-gumaan too hai para hay charkh-e-nili fam say manzil musalman kee sitaray jiss ke gard-e-rah hon, woh karvan too hay makan fani, makin ani, azal tera, abad tera khuda ka akhri paigham, javaidan too hay hina band-e-uroos-e-lala hay khoon-e-jigar tera teri nisbat brahimi hai, memar-e-jahan tu hay teri fitrat ameen hay mumkinaat-e-zindagani kee jahan kay johar-e-muzmir ka goya imtihaan too hay jahan aab-o-gul say alim-e-jawaid kee khatir nabuvat sath jis ko la gaye woh armaghan too hay yeh nukta sar-guzishat-e-millat-e-bayzaa say he paydaa kay aqwaam-e-zameen-e-asia ka pasban too hay sabaq phir parth sadaqat ka, adalat ka, shujaat ka liya jaya ga tujh say kaam duniya kee amamat ka yehi maqsood-e-fitrat hay, yehi ramz-e-musalmani akhuvat kee jahangiri, muhabat kee faravani butan-e-rang-o-khun ko tord kar millat main gum ho jaa na turani rahay baqi, na irani na afghani |
| 05/15/05 at 03:46:42 |
| jannah |
| "No God But He!" |
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| thezman |
| 05/20/05 at 22:56:19 |
| Bismillah [slm] The secret of the self is hid in words "No God But He Alone." the self is just a dull edged sword "No God But He," the grinding stone. An Abraham by the age is sought to break the idols of this hall. the Avowal of God's Oneness can make all these idols headlong fall. A bargain you have struck for goods of life, a step, that smacks conceit. all save the call "No God But He" is merely fraught with fraud and deceit. The worldly wealth and riches too ties of blood and friends a dream. the idols wrought by doubts untrue all save God's Oneness empty seem. The mind has worn the holy thread of time and space like pagans all. though time and space both illusive "No God But He" Is True Withal. These melodious songs are not confined to time when rose and tulip Bloom. whatever the season of year be "No God But He" Must Ring Till Doom. Many idols are still concealed in their sleeves by the faithful fold. I am Ordained By Mighty God To Raise The Call And Be Much Bold. (Iqbal). Fi Amanillah Z... |
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| thezman |
| 05/30/05 at 03:14:40 |
| Bismillah [slm] Treasure the muslim blood that sanctified thy soil thou art pure and holy like the holy precincts. Buried in thy dust are imprints of heads that bowed in prayer and thy breeze at dawn echoes the sound of azan. Their tents had awakened life in distant hills their spears had sparkled like stars in the firmament. The muslim will not be crushed under the weight of straw though the ebb of time has reduced the force of his flaming fire. Granada, the eye of the world in the twilight of time pierces the heart that bleeds for glories that are no more. Fi Amanillah Ziad. |
| ~ Tariq's Prayer ~ |
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| thezman |
| 06/04/05 at 03:29:17 |
| Bismillah [slm] The Warrior's, Victorious these worshipers' of thine. whom thou hast granted the will to win power in thy name. who cleave rivers and woods in twain whose terror turns mountains into dust. they care not for the world they care not for it's pleasures. in their passion, in their zeal in their love for thee, O lord. they aim at martyrdom not the rule of the earth. thou hast united warring tribes in thought, in deed, in prayer. the burning fire that life had sought for centuries, was found in them at last. they think of death, not as life's end but as the ennobling of the heart. awaken in them an iron will and make their eye a sharpened sword. Fi Amanillah Ziad. |
| ~ A Muslim ~ |
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| thezman |
| 07/15/05 at 11:35:46 |
| [slm] 'A Muslim' (Iqbal). A muslim true gets grandeur new with moment's change and every hour by words and deeds he gives a proof Of Mighty God, His Reach And Power. To route the foes, to grant them reprieve do pious deeds and show great might are four ingredients that make a muslim devout who shuns not fight. With Gabriel trusted and steadfast this clay-born man has kinship close a dwelling in some land or clime for himself muslim never chose. This secret yet none has grasped that muslim scripture reads so sweet practising rules by it prescribed becomes it's pattern quite complete. The faithful acts on aims and ends that nature keeps before it's sight in world he sifts the good and bad if future shall judge wrong and right. While dealing with friends and mates he is dew that thirst of tulip slakes: when engaged with his foes in fight like torrent strong makes rivers shake. The charm of nature's eternal song in muslim's life, no doubt is found like Chapter 'Rahman' of the Qur'an is full of sweet melodious sound. Such thoughts that shine like lustrous stars my brain like workshop can provide you can select the star you like so that your fate this star may guide. |
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