Demolitions of Temples, Mosques, Houses of worship,

March 22, 2009

Overzealous religionists,  wherever they belong in the religious divide, whatever the religion they submit to,  when politically commanding, tend to impose upon infidels, their faith. Physically houses of worships become the target of contempt,  and in the worst case demolition. Is it the right thing to do?

In Malaysia, there was a group of young muslims who were on a demolition spree. A few temples were demolished until they met their match at a temple in Kerling.  They were killed except  one. He was put on trial and subsequently convicted by the Malaysian court. We had a discourse , is it the right thing to do? I say No. He had his reasons, he had his stories and combined that with youthful folly.

Historically, there have been too many examples. After the Inquisitions in  Spain, mosques were converted to churches. In Istanbul, Constantinople was changed to Istanbul and before Atartuk the Sophia was converted to a mosque.

In Islam, there are a few celebrated,  demolition incidents . I used the word celebrate not to reflect joy but widely discussed, stirred a lot of public interests, debated  and interpreted.
a. The demolition  of idols by Abraham
b. The demolition of idols surrounding the Kaaba by Muhammad after taking control of Mecca
c.  The demolition by the taliban of the Banyan Buddha
d. The demolition of the Adhoya Mosque because The  Earlier Muslims demolished the Hindu Temple on the same site

Threading on this sensitive subject, one tries very hard not to be judgmental or play God. I tried to moderate that by posing a speculative Question  ” Would you tell your son to do the same as you did?” Why all these characters  do it, is an interesting read, but the question is would we tell our son to do it.

I posed that question because, in the silence of not saying right or wrong, there were attempts to again celebrate and glorify that sensitive subject.

Although I am a Taliban of the Quran, I am not a scholar of the Quran, therefore I am limited by the inability to quote verses of the Quran.  I read the Quran as a source of Hidayah, but not for the purpose of entering a debate or to earn pittance from. The Quran to me is the guide, which allows me to lead a simple, logical scientific life and also form an opinion which is Quran compliant.

Allow me to opine on the above four celebrated incidents

a. Abraham demolished the idols before receiving wahyu or inspiration by God
b. Muhammad demolished all idols surrounding Masjidil Haram after the Haram was made forbidden to all pagans by God

(Correction on my statement “Muhammad demolished all idols surrounding Masjidil Haram after the Haram was made forbidden to all pagans by God”. The idol demolition was done, after the reclamation of the city from the Pagan Meccans. Mecca, the mother of all cities, the Haram, the area around the Kaaba, has been inherited from Abraham. Thus the destruction was an act of cleansing, a reclamation of the Holy Site where the signs of God are aplenty. The instruction to forbid pagans from the Haram, made it a lot easier politically.)

c. Taliban of Banyan, to me was unnecessary as it brought fitnah to the religion of God. With the political might, the Afghan could follow the ways of the Indonesian by forbidding any worships around Borobodur, or by the way Atatruk did to the Sophia, the church, turning it into a Museum/
d. The demolition of Adhoya mosque, that is the price you pay when you do upon others what you do not like others to do upon you.

My dalil above are not directly from the Quran, but they are dalil from Sunatullah that I see, I read, I hear. I have been given the Guide by HIM, the Almighty, my Wakil, My Maula, my Protector.

In any case, to borrow the metaphorical argument, there are too many idols that we succummbed to in our daily life, the political master, mawi, the finanacial system, the Ustazs or Sheikh that many blindly followed without an opinion of their own.

We are,everyone of us,  is the chosen Khalifah. Please let me know if any of the above is not Quran compliant ( no Hadis except if it comes from Ahhsanul Hadis)

By His Grace.


Arabian Hospitality – rewards for absolute devotion

October 1, 2008

The abaya(s) were gone and the beautiful daughter, mother of yusuf extended her hand for a handshake. I did not refuse this rare opportunity. Something to boast to ahmad who has been in the kingdom for years but has not even seen an arab lady without the abaya, let alone shaking her hand.

She is a gem of a beauty, blue eyed, spotless,  now in her jeans and top

It was a feast. It was not a tent in the desert but a glorious mansion in an oppulent part of the city. A family of professors. A civil engineering professor, a professor of chemistry and a professor of english.

I do not know the name of the dishes. Salads, corn, bukhari, giant murtabak, bamia, roast lamb, popia look alike and chinese style stir fried chicken. I am sure there were a few i missed. There were more to accompany the mint tea and the cold halal beer.

When it was time for the call, they did not miss a second

Reward for the devotion? I believe so.

The Higra on a bus

September 28, 2008

I have seen the desert that separate Marrakech and the Atlas mountain, but this is nothing like it. There were the sand dunes, the rocky treacherous dunes hills and mountains.

I never expected it to look that treacherous, even the sight of it from the comfort of the airconditioned German recon coach was frightening.

Imagine an escape on camels in the heat.

The bus ride took 6 hours door to door. The camel caravan i understand takes over a month for the 400 km distance.

Had it been winter, it would be less challenging.

And what about the trip from Palestine to the mother of all cities? The trip by the aging patriach with a fully laden second lady to escape the nagging of the matriach.

Farewell, till I come again, Insyaallah

September 24, 2008

I could feel the calling, the desire to complete and fulfill the convenant. That was the intent, that this visit was intended to be a precursor to and in preparation of the Hajj. I will come back, by your grace Insyallah.

I did the farewell tawaf after dawn prayers.

It was cooling. There was quite a sizeable crowd. Deep inside the strong desire to come back was well entrenched. I prayed that it would be made easy.

I have done almost three quarters of the Book. As we passed the gate of Haram, I switched on the hand phone. That ended my self imposed exile from worldly matters.

We headed towards Madina, doing the Higra, but this time in the comfort of an airconditioned coach.

Iktikaf in the Sanctuary

September 23, 2008

I spent my time reading the Message, the Book of Wisdom.

O Lord, give me hidayah. Guide me, Make it simple, O Lord, as you have promised.

There is no one but Thee, the Wakil.
I took thy mercy, the shade, for granted.
The greatness of thy creation, the shadows.

The pairing of thy creations. Darkness and light, blindness and sight, wisdom and ignorance.
Love and lust.

I am but the lowly Nuftah. I have been enslaved by the nuftah. There have been zulaikhas and cows I have succumbed to.

I saw the unbended knee. Will I be the Shin? I, the procrastinator and the egoistic slave of the nuftah.

Masjidil Haram – The Sanctuary

September 22, 2008

It is a place where God has promised everyone peace and equality. The only distinction between men and women is his or her taqwa.

It was pleasing to see the space and freedom of movement that women enjoy in this temple of God. Perhaps this is THE place where women are treated most equally in the context of the Muslim practice of male dominance. Women have their designated area during the obligatory prayers but beyond that the mingling of men and women were unrestricted, orderly and civil.

The perfect place to do Iktikaf, in the company of men, women, jin and angels.

The Search between Safa and Marwah

September 20, 2008

It was a frantic search.
O Lord, protect my child. Have mercy on us My Lord. I visualised Hagar the Ethiopian slave mother of Ishmael.

I remembered the mothers of my children.

O lord have mercy on them. Grant them children pleasing to their eyes and hearts.

I remembered my mother. I felt the closeness and intimacy of her unconditional love.

Give her comfort and dignity my Lord in her remaining years. Grant me your mercy and your bounty my Lord, for me to please her.

I remembered all my children.

Here I am my Lord, begging you to grant mercy on all my children. Protect them my Lord from musibah. Make them pleasing to my eyes and my heart. Make them Imam of the muttaqqon O My Lord.

I remembered the little guy who craved for zam zam.

O Lord have mercy on him.

Again I poured it out, sweat, tears and emotion. I did not stop, feeling desperate, as if in a trance doing the frantic search. Running, jogging, searching.

At the end of the sae, there was the zam-zam, your sign and symbol O Lord. It was the most fulfilling zam-zam. I thank Thee, glory to you Lord.