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Qadianis and Orthodox Muslims : Dr. Allama Iqbal

Any religious society historically arising from the bosom of Islam, which claims a new prophethood for its basis, and declares all Muslims who do not recognise the truth of its alleged revelation as Kafirs, must, therefore, be regarded by every Muslims as a serious danger to the solidarity of Islam. This must necessarily be so; since the integrity of Muslim society is secured by the Idea of the Finality of Prophethood alone

The Present is in search of its Ibrahim

Tawhid, Unity of God, in Iqbalian poetry. Speech by Mohammed Zaheeruddin, (Vice President, Iqbal Academy Hyderabad) given during his visit to Sharjah in May 2006

The Living Stream-Epilogue

The Guide is a poem that sprung up from the meeting point of Islamic philosophy and modern education. In the tranquillity of the twilight, the poet is seen standing on the sandbanks. He is on his ceaseless path to quench his thirst for seeking out the eternal truth. His mind is restless. The nature is in a serene mood, the sea is calm, and there is a gentle breeze in the air. It is a propitious moment, loaded with immense possibilities. For, the poet finds the man, who can guide him on his journey through unseen path. It is Khidre, the legendary emissary. The poet sees him as a person who has the secret of creation within him. An intelligent debate enthuse. Khidre is able to give very clear answers to his passionate queries.

The Living Stream-Ch 3

The mood of post-independent India was that of turmoil. The country was divided along religious lines. There were attempts from all quarters to make India a nation with religious basis. Venomous slogans were in the air, from all corners. It was not patriotism that created this vile mood. It was really the product of hypocritical shallowness, and utter selfishness. What was being dished out as patriotism was narrow nationalism and extreme veneration of religious leaders.

Self Develops in Society:Iqbal Day on JAIHOON.TV

To commemmorate Iqbal Day (NOV. 9), JAIHOON.TV showed a special show on the thoughts of the greatest Muslim Philosopher of 19th century. Mohammed Zaheeruddin, President of Iqbal Academy Hyderabad, elaborated Allama Iqbal’s views on the progress of Self in the light of Sura Ikhlas, a chapter of Holy Quran.

The Living Stream-Ch 2

Iqbal’s writings are not aimed at awakening sensual pleasures, and moods. He is urging for incessant struggle, against odds that block spiritual growth. His messages are as inspiring as well as relevant today as of those times. There is focus in his writings on soul or ego. The core area from where a man’s spontaneous actions and reactions are decided lies deep in the Soul. It is the very existence of life. To extend this argument is to understand that even the whole universe is intimately connected to human soul. A healthy individual and a vibrant society signify a healthy state of the Soul.

The Living Stream-Ch 1

Human history is dotted with the lives of immortal personages. They exist as hallowed lights, lending glow to both time, as well as to society. What they said, and lent out to us, are powerful messages, loaded with the richness of divine enlightenment. In the dark paths, through which mankind is forced to tread, they stand as solitary lighthouses. They have left us; yet, what they envisaged, and conveyed to their contemporaries, have outlived the ravages of time, to become the indisputable answers to the problems enwrapping the human race. Since the very dawn of history, such individuals have lived with us.

The Living Stream

This book aims to seek out the inner core of Mohammad Iqbal; a man of deep genius and versatile talents. This book is a journey through the mind and intellect of Iqbal It is also a journey of search and discovery of one’s own inner passions and desires. We may chance to find resonance with his marvelous moods, which can quench our insatiable thirst for love and compassion. One is dazzled by the brilliance that dawn on us as divine knowledge and information, by way of his thoughts and writings

ഉര്‍ദു ഭാഷയുടെ അഭാവം സാംസ്കാരിക വിനിമയം നഷ്ട്പ്പെടുത്തി.

ആധ്യാത്മിക സൂഫി പാരമ്പര്യവും ഉന്നതമായ സാംസ്കാരിക വിദ്യാഭ്യാസ നിലവാരവും ഉണ്ടായിട്ടു കൂടി കേരള മുസ്ലിംകളെ വേണ്ടവിധം വായിഛെടുക്കുവാന്‍ ഇന്ത്യയിലെ മറ്റിതര പ്രദേശങ്ങളിലെ മുസ്‌ലിംകള്‍ക്കായിട്ടില്ലെന്നും ഇതിന്റെ പ്രധാന കാരണം ഉര്‍ദു ഭാഷയുടെ അഭാവം മൂലം നടക്കാതെ പോയ സാംസ്കാരിക വിനിമയമാണെന്നും ഹൈദരാബാദ്‌ ഇഖ്ബാല്‍ അക്കാദമി ചെയര്‍മാനുമായ മുഹമ്മദ്‌ സഹീറുദ്ദീന്‍ ഖാന്‍ അഭിപ്രായപ്പെട്ടു.

Notes

31 ‘The Verse of Subjection’: Koran XXXI 19: Have you not seen how that God

The Divine Presence

Though Paradise is a manifestation of Him
the soul reposes not, save in the vision of Him.
We are veiled from our Origin;
we are as birds who have lost our nest.

Iqbal’s Views On The Material And Spiritual Future Of Humanity

Iqbal’s world‑view is based on his deep concern with the future of humanity as well as religion. On the future of humanity his thoughts are scattered in his poetic works and some of his prose writings. But on the future of religion he has elaborated his ideas in the last chapter titled “Is Religion Possible?” of his book The Reconstruction of Religious Thought in Islam. … by Dr Javid Iqbal

Devil in the triangle of Rumi, Goethe and Iqbal

When Goethe became acquainted with Rumi’s Mathnavi through German translations, he found it too complicated and confusing as he initially failed to fathom the depths of Rumi’s thought. Iqbal had an identical experience of lack of comprehension and in his early stage of life mistakenly believed that Rumi was a pantheistic Sufi… by Dr Javid Iqbal

Message Of The Martyr-King To The River Cauvery

River Cauvery, flow gently for a while;
perchance you are wearied by continual wandering.
For many years you have wept in the mountains,
carving out your path with your eyelashes.
Sweeter to me than Oxus and Euphrates,
to Deccan your water is the Water of Life.
Alas, for the city which lay in your embrace,
whose sweet beauty was a reflection of your sweetness!

The Spirit Of Nasir-I Khusrau Alavi Appears Sings An Impassioned Ghazal And Vanishes

Once you have taken the sword in your hand and grasped the pen
do not grieve

Departure To The Palace Of The Kings Of The East: Nadir, Abdali, The Martyr – King

Welcome to you, eastern weaver of subtleties
whose lips the Persian speech so well beseems!
We are your intimate friends; tell us your secret,
reveal what you know of Iran.

Meeting With The Indian Poet Bartari-Hari

The houris in their palaces and pavilions
my lament provoked to supreme ardour;
one here put forth her head from her tent,
another there peeped out from her chamber and gazed;

In The Presence Of Shah-I Hamadan

I seek from you the key to the secret of God:
He sought from us obedience

Visitation To His Highness Sayyid Ali Hamadani And Mulla Tahir Ghani Of Kashmir

Rumi’s words kindled a fire in my heart.
Alas for Panjab, that precious land!
Even in Paradise I burned with the fever
of my friends, and knew again my ancient griefs

The Palace Of Sharaf Al-Nisa

The man of God was mindful of other than God,
the lion of the Lord took to the trade of the fox;
the quicksilver fire and fever departed from his heart—
you know well what befell Panjab—
the Khalsa snatched away sword and Koran
and in that land Islam expired.’

Departure For The Garden Of Paradise

I passed beyond the bounds of this universe
and set foot in the undimensioned world,
a world without both right and left,
a world devoid of night and day.

Beyond The Spheres

‘There was none in Europe who knew the Way,
so his melody outstretched the strings of his lute;
none showed the wayfarer the road,
and a hundred flaws vitiated his visitations.

The Lament Of One Of The Skiff-Riders Of The Sea Of Blood

Neither not-being nor being will accept us:
alas, for the unkindness of being and not-being!
We passed through the world of East and West
and with pain and affliction reached the gates of Hell,
but Hell shot not a single spark at Sadiq and Jaafar
nor even a handful of ashes hurled at our heads,
saying, ‘Sticks and straws are better for Hell;

The Spirit of India laments

The soul’s candle is quenched in the lamp of India:
Indians are strangers to India’s fair repute,
its manikins not intimate with their self’s secrets,
their plectrum plucks but rarely at their strings.

The Spirit of India Appears

Heaven split in twain. A pure-born houri
lifted the veil from her countenance;
on her brow shone eternal fire and light,
her eyes were radiant with immortal joy.

The Sea of Blood

What I beheld was indescribable;
body by terror was dissundered from soul.
What met my eyes? A sea of blood I viewed
tempest-torn outwardly and inwardly;
the air swarmed with snakes, as with sharks the sea,
their hoods black as night, their pinions quicksilver;

The Sphere of Saturn

The Sage of Rum, leader of the righteous,
familiar with all the stages of the righteous,
spoke: ‘Hard-toiling traveller of the heavens,
do you see yonder world that wears a girdle?

Satan’s Lament

God of the righteous and the unrighteous,
man’s company has devastated me.
Not once has he rebelled against my rule;
he has closed his eyes to himself, and has not found himself.

Iblis: Leader Of The People Of Separation Appears

The company of the radiant of heart is for a breath or two,
that breath or two is the substance of being and not-being;
it made love more tumultuous, and then passed,
endowed reason with vision, and then passed.

The Problem of Implementing Iqbal’s Ideas in Pakistan

Fifty years have passed since Pakistan came into being, but owing to the dearth of intellectually imaginative and actively courageous leadership, the ideas of Iqbal have not been implemented. The result is that Iqbal’s dream of the creation of a new Muslim society in this country remains unfulfilled and we continue to drift as an “undisciplined mass of believers” … Dr Javed Iqbal

Zinda-Rud Propounds His Problems To The Great Spirits

You who have been given the agony of the eternal quest,
explain to me the meaning of a verse of yours:
The dove is a handful of ashes, the nightingale a network of colour—
O lamentation, what is the true sign of a broken heart?

The Song of Galib

Come, let us change the rule of heaven,
let us change fate by revolving a heavy measure of wine;
though the police-captain makes trouble, we will not worry,
and if the king himself sends a present, we will reject it.

The Sphere Of Jupiter

The noble spirits of Hallaj, Ghalib, and Qurrat al-Ain Tahira who disdained to dwell in

The Martian Damsel Who Claimed To Be A Prophetess

We passed by thousands of streets and mansions;
on the edge of the city was a

The Martian Astronomer Comes Out Of The Observatory

An aged man, his beard white as snow,
having expended many years upon science and wisdom,
keen

The Sphere of Mars

The Martians
For an instant I closed my eyes in the waters,
for a little in the

The Sudanese Dervish Appears

A restless lightning flashed in the water,
waves surged and rolled in the water;
a sweet scent

We Plunge Into The Sea Of Venus And Behold The Spirits Of Pharaoh And Kitchener

The Sage of Rum, that master of fair Report
whose blow has the power of Abraham’s

Song of Baal

Man has rent younder azure veil
and, beyond the sky, has seen no God.
What is there

The Assembly Of The Gods Of The Ancient Peoples

That tempestuous wind, those night black clouds—
in their darkness the lightning itself had lost its

The Universality of Iqbal

It is interesting to note that whatever Iqbal said 50 years ago, is now being reflected in the writings of the liberal thinkers of West. In the light of the findings of the Reports of the Club of Rome, it is generally felt that capitalism as well as communism have failed to cope with under‑development on a global scale and that at present the most highly developed countries cannot, possibly offer any such social order which provokes the enthusiasm of man… Dr Javid Iqbal

The Sphere of Venus

Between us and the light of the sun there hang
how many veils of space fold

The Sage of Rum bids Zinda-Rud intone a song

The Sage of Rum, that man filled wholly with ecstasy and passion,
I know what effect

Afghani’s Message to the Russian People

One thing is the goal and aim of the Koran,
other the rite and ritual of

Allama Iqbal’s tribute to Shaykh Ahmad Sirhindi : An Approach

Out of this devotion for spirituality of Islam he visited the grave of Nizam ud Din waliya in Delhi in 1905 before he left for England for higher studies. In 1935, i.e. after the return from England and during the later of his life, Iqbal visited the grave of Shaykh Ahmad Sirhindi. What impressions he gathered from his visit to Sirhindi’s grave Iqbal expresses them in the context of the Indian Muslims heritage in his poem entitled, Punjab kay Peerzadun kay Naam. The poem is the symbolic expression of Shaykh Ahmad’s great personality of religious learning and `dynamism. Among other things Iqbal describes him as the guardian of the Muslim millah in India

Iqbal on New Ulema for a New Muslim Society

The problem of “conservatism” was handled in two ways in Turkey and Muslim India. In Turkey Kemal Ataturk eliminated the Ulema completely from the religious life of the Turks. But in Muslim India, Iqbal tried his best during his life time to educate and train the Ulema so as to create among them a group of new Ulema to provide a new motivation for Islam to the new Muslim society which he thought of bringing into being. …. by Dr. Javid Iqbal

The Foundations of the Koranic World

In both worlds, everywhere are the marks of love;
man himself is a mystery of love.
Love’s secret belongs not to the world of wombs,
not to Shem or Ham, Greece or Syria:
a star without East and West, a star unsetting
in whose orbit is neither North nor South.

The Sphere of Mercury

Visitation to the Spirits of Jamal al-Din Afghani and Sa‘ id Halim Pasha

A handful of dust so carried forward its task
to the contemplation of its own manifestations:
either I fell into the net of being and existence
or existence became a prisoner in my net!
Have I made a chink in yon azure curtains?
Am I of the skies, or are the skies of me?

Tasin of Mohammed (صل الله عليه وسلم)

The Spirit of Abu Jahl Laments in the Sanctuary of the Kaaba

My breast is riven and anguished by this Mohammed;
his breath has put out the burning lamp of the Kaaba.
He has sung of the destruction of Caesar and Chosroes,
he has stolen away from us our young men.

Tasin Of Christ

In the midst of the mountain-range of Seven Deaths
is a valley where no bird stirs, no branches, no leaf;
the smoke encircling it turns the moon’s light to pitch,
the sun in its broad heavens seems dying of thirst.