|The Republic of Rumi: A Novel of Reality|
Nietzsche and Sharfunisa
By Khurram Ali Shafique
On the outer boundary of this world stands a madman. On his lips are the eternally recurring lines, “No Gabriel, no Paradise, no houri, no God: Only a handful of dust consumed by a yearning soul!”
This is the German thinker Nietzsche. His place is between the two worlds but he stops short of crossing over into the realm where speech sprouts without spoken words.
A world appears that has no dimensions. The light of perception dims here and words die in awe of meaning. “To speak of the soul with the tongue is like trying to fly high in a cage,” the Poet observes. “But this station is compatible with the heart.” Here vision becomes superior to perception and hence this world defies the way perception is normally understood.
In terms of analogies, it may be said that there is light, presence and life. Tulips repose amidst mountains. Rivers meander in gardens. Crimson, white and blue buds blossom with the breath of the angels. Silver waters, ambergris air, palaces with domes of emerald, tents of ruby with golden ropes and beauties with countenances radiant as mirrors are to be seen everywhere.
“Prisoner of analogies, transcend the credibility of the senses,” says Rumi. “These palaces are built of deeds and not of bricks and stones.”
The Palace of Sharfunisa
Iqbal’s ancestors came from Kashmir but he was born in Punjab and has been living there. He begins to feel homesick when Rumi asks him to observe what is now coming and not give his heart to what has passed.
As Rumi and Iqbal move “beyond the skies”, philosopher Nietzsche appears to be stranded on the border while a woman from Punjab who desired to combine truth with power has got a palace in Paradise.