We travelled by an auto rickshaw in the streets of Old Delhi, people from air conditioned SUVs rolled down their window to wish him with the humblest of salaams, he responded to them with his folded hands. Some strangers from the pavement recognized him at Connaught place and requested him to pray for them. He… continue reading
We have great respect for the remarkable personality of Kabir for he was a true Indian saint and a great Indian poet. In his thoughts and beliefs he was an Indian out and out. Moreover he had an ennobling mission of uniting Hindu and Muslims, which alas, remains unfulfilled even after a lapse of so many centuries.
मौलाना क़ुतुबुद्दीन काशानी देहली आए तो फ़रमाया कि हमीदुद्दीन के इ’श्क़ की वजह से देहली आया हूँ। एक रोज़ उन्होंने क़ाज़ी हमीदुद्दीन की तमाम तसानीफ़ मँगवा कर पढ़ीं और अपने हमराही उ’लमा से कहा कि यारो !जो कुछ हम ने और तुम ने पढ़ा है, वो सब इन रिसालों में मौजूद है, और जो कुछ नहीं पड़ा है वो इ’ल्म भी इन किताबों में मौज़ूद है।
Rome was not built in a day. Indian music today is a treasure that has grown over a period of time to which Hindus and Muslims have contributed largely in varying degrees. Music is strength, ecstasy, and joy; it is the universal language of mankind. In its magical hermitage, here in India, the locals and the aliens both lost their individuality and class consciousness. The symphony and melody rolled them into one. Indian music, like the sea, accepted all the rivers, and today in its trailing clouds of glory one can see the silver lining of a Tan Sen and Palusker as much as of Khusrau, Abdul Karim, and Bade Ghulam Ali.
हज़रत वारिस पाक ने फ़रमाया-
1- जो हमसे मोहब्बत करता है वो हमारा है।
2- हमारे हाँ मजूसी, ई’साई वग़ैरा सब मज़हब वाले बराबर हैं कोई बुरा नहीं।
3- हमारे हाँ तो मोहब्बत ही मोहब्बत है।
दरवेशों की हड्डियों में इ’श्क़-ए-इलाही के सबब बे-शुमार सुराख़ होते हैं।
