The second part of the enclave is called ‘The
Mysteries of Selflessness’.
Greeting from Rumi
Maulana Rumi greets you again. “Strive and
find yourself in selflessness,” he says. “This is
the easy path, may God know better.” Has he been watching
over your progress?
Urfi of Shiraz
Next you see Urfi of Shiraz. He was a Persian poet
who died young. “Question me not when I speak of love,”
he says. “If I may not have tasted this wine, someone else
Iqbal is addressing his nation like a lover:
“When God created me, a lamentation quivered
on the strings of my lute and secrets stood revealed in it. Love,
like the tulip, has one brand at heart and on its bosom wears
a single rose.”
He takes this rose, the only one that was ever his
own, and pins it upon the turban of someone who is lying asleep
in deep slumber. This is the Muslim nation.
“The individual holds a mirror to the society
and the society to the individual,” Iqbal now addresses
you. “Society is the link between what is to come and what
has gone before. Since you have not known self from selflessness,
you lost yourself in illusions.”
Then he quotes from Rumi, “These subtleties
are like a sword of steel. If they defeat your wit, be gone already!”
- How are these four excerpts related to
- Does the self lose its freedom of choice when it falls
- “Since you have not known self from selflessness,
you lost yourself in illusions,” says Iqbal. What
can be these illusions?
The emphasis shifts suddenly as it is found that the self attains perfection through selflessness.