Knowledge of Secrets l داناےٰ راز

The praise of the government has been going on for 1400 years and will continue forever. In the Holy Qur'an, it is stated: We raised your remembrance for you. The time of affliction was still going on, when this verse was revealed. Thirteen hundred years later, Amati wrote

Let the eyes of the nations see this sight forever

رفعتِ شانِ"ورفعنا لک ذكرك

Look, this man's name was Iqbal.

In the vicinity of Syedna Ali bin Uthman Hajwary, in the shadow of the Alamgiri Mosque, the poet is sleeping covered in dust but not dead, he is alive and alive forever. The principle is that God does not waste a single particle of sincerity. The torch of sincerity does not let go. Iqbal was very sincere. Death is for a man made of clay, not for knowledge, sincerity and fidelity.

Iqbal was a genius. A genius and genius. In thought, poetry and politics, which were his fields of activity. And geniuses have passed. In literature, Ghalib, Hafiz Shiraz, Shakespeare and Tolstoy too. Frenchman Franz Lenin will probably be among them, as will Ali Shariati of Iran. In the world of politics and thought, how many stars and how many moons shine.

Could they have had such an impact on their societies? After the end of mortal life, did he continue to flourish in the world or just in his own societies, did he continue to play the same role in the development of understanding and the growth of life?

In the chapter on Maulana Rome, Syed Sulaiman Nadvi wrote that in every century a revolution arises from his thought. Iqbal himself calls him Murshid Rumi. The strange thing is that the prophet Rumi of the revolution was not fully discovered before Iqbal, whose dynamic aspect is full of courage and quest. Iqbal made full use of Diwan-e-Shams Tabriz instead of just Masnavi Maulana Rumi, which is the word of Hazrat Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi, attributed to his teacher. Before him, Maulana Rome was the messenger of the impermanence of life and of this other world, which is to rise after death. In the words of Mir

Death is a period of weakness

That is, we will move forward with a sigh

Considering the Masnavi and Diwan-e-Shams Tabriz, it seems that a man sleeping in the dust of Konya kept reminding himself of the same thing all his life: The life of this world is nothing but deception. This was not the duty of poets. Poets came to express the principles of eloquence and awaken the magic of eloquence. Rumi created a new horizon in poetry. Surprisingly, most of the lamps that were lit by others are from the Punjab. Khawaja Farid-ud-Din Ganj Shukar, from whose charm Punjabi poetry has not been liberated till date. Sultan Bahoo, his intellectual successor and another traveler of the path, has the same eloquence and eloquence in his words, which transcends the boundaries of time and place. There are other trustees of this tradition in Punjabi poetry. Before him Shah Hussain, after him Khawaja Ghulam Farid and Mian Muhammad Bakhsh.

Khawaja Ghulam Farid's Iqbal was very convincing. He once said that despite being an eunuch, why would this nation read me. Iqbal was read, read more than any other poet. He and his Word have eternal life. Apart from Maulana Rome, there is hardly any poet who is read with this passion and his scope of influence is even wider than that of Maulana Rome. Rumi's translations were more than Iqbal's, but Rumi is not one, there are many. A mystic, a favorite of the West where a man tired of machine and hypocrisy longs for peace and tranquility. Iqbal's Rumi is different, he calls for movement and revolution, he calls for life-changing.

Leave your walking idol for the time being

And emigrate for a long time

There are many lights beyond life, Khurshid

Dare to go through a little bit of life

How the great poet Falak has given the earth, which shines brighter than its stars and will always shine. Iqbal is the same but like Rumi, Farid-ud-Din Ganj Shukr and Sultan Bahu, he sees life and earth from the sky but also because he has the banner of revolution in his hand. He wrote on these subjects, never a poet could dare to touch.

Syedna Omar Farooq Azam was a lover of poetry. Acknowledgment of Zuhair bin Abi Salma. They were called Asher poets. He used to say: He praises someone for the same attributes that are present in him. He once said: As long as the Arabic language is alive, its word will remain. Yes, there is wisdom in it, a lot of self-control, which was not the norm of Arab poets. Zuhair's Mamdouh Haram bin Sanan was so overwhelmed with emotion in the abundance of love that he sacrificed himself. He said: After today, whenever Zaheer greets me, that is, there will be a meeting, I will offer him a camel or a horse, a slave or a slave. After that, when Zaheer met Sardar, he said: Peace be upon you all, except the one who is the best among you. Never accepted a gift again.

Before he died, Zuhair had a dream: a rope hanging from the sky, something some people could hold. He reached out and the rope came off. So he got up and said to his sons: By God, this is nothing but prophecy. I will not be able to see this torch bearer unless you believe in him. Zuhair's son Ka'b bin Zuhair committed arrogance. An order was issued to kill him, but then he disguised himself and came to faith. Your Excellency at that time was probably saying something about forgiveness. A voice came from behind: Will the perpetrator of insolence also be forgiven? He did not look back but said: Yes, even if it is Ka'b bin Zuhair. The famous poem "Bant Saad" was written soon after. One of the first and highest poems, which were presented in the service of the government. There is a poem

Jait Rasoolullah Mu'tazarah

And forgiveness is acceptable to the people

He came to the service of Allah's Apostle to apologize. Those who are kind, sorry they accept.