Entirety of dīn (the way), lies in ṭalab (ceaseless yearning)
It ends inʿishq (ardent love) and begins with adab (gentility)
— Iqbal —
Welcome to the journal of a wayfarer to the One.
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What you will find within:
Modernity: critique of the seemingly apparent.
Tradition: remembrance of the Imminently Transcendent.
Principia: research expositing on settled convictions.
Palimpsests: scratchpad of ideas.
Librarium: glosses on books.
Who are you?
An estranged Majnūn.
If the father’s knowledge, the son doesn’t retain;
Can then his legacy, the son truly claim?
— Iqbāl —
Where are you going?
Towards the Layla beyond parochialisms.
East and West are where partridges nest
To me belongs the boundless sky
A hermit amongst these birds I am
For falcons don’t nest, they fly!
— Iqbāl —
Why join this caravan?
Journeying alone is dangerous.
Pure is your robe from your nation’s sand
You are Joseph for whom every Egypt is Canaan
Never will be desolate your caravan
But for the One’s call, belong to you nothing can!
— Iqbāl —
