Tuesday, February 28, 2006

My Thoughts on Thoughts…

As I write this particular post, I feel depressed and lonely. With me is a good friend who I am sure cannot help but feel the same…

A week ago, I was sitting at my favorite hang-out, Cilantro Zamalek branch. The place is too small and so you inadvertently become partner to each and every person's conversation. I was sitting next to a group of two girls and two guys. The conversation that ensued was intolerable to me… I did something against my nature – I actually interfered. It went as follows:

Tarek: Sometimes I start to think about why Allah created us

Islam: Don't think. You shouldn't think about these things. Some things you must take for granted. If you start asking questions, you have no idea where you mind will lead you. You should not ask.

Tarek: But Allah created us with a mind to think…

Islam (interrupting): To think about useful things… not about these things. Why don't you focus on thinking about things which may be more useful to your life?

I don't quite remember the point at which I interfered. I know why I did… This seems to have become a common occurrence for me: people calling for others or me to stop thinking. One person told me it was a sense of romanticism that is not very useful. Another told me that the mind seduces you into the wrong direction and that you should control what you think. Yet another fine young lady told me that I bring myself useless headaches. There is a consensus: we should narrow our framework of acceptable thoughts.

Now had this come from people who were of mediocre education, I would have let it pass. But these reactions have come from people who are well-educated, who belong to Egypt's social and cultural elite – some of them even had their share of education abroad. Everyone seems protective of the framework in which they found themselves, and the thought of the sanctity of this framework being violated is very disturbing to them.

I claim to have a deep respect for other people's ideological and spiritual choices. To take this respect to another dimension, I also respect the depth at which people choose to reach in their ideological and spiritual wanderings. I am very happy for all those who have found their framework and no longer feel the need to pose any questions. This is indeed a blessing. But unless members of this group have answers to my questions, they should respect my choice to continue to question. It is conceivable that I choose to have much less of my beliefs as off-limits for my mind. In the end, any form of spiritualism requires a leap of faith, but I can choose to make my leap of faith narrower.

The dear friend of mine sitting with me introduced me to a great thinker: Ibn Ata'a Al-Sakandary. Why do I choose to think? I believe he has the answer. Ibn Ata'a once said:

إرادتك التجريد مع إقامة الله لك في الأسباب من الشهوة الخفية

This roughly translates to: "Your choice to fail the means provided to you by Allah answers an internal desire". What does this mean: it means that each of us has a role, and failing this role can only take place due to a lack of courage. It is the role of some to think… and out of those many who think, some will come up with original thoughts that will change this world (not me off course). This is how the greatest ideas in the world (including the world of Islam) came to existence.

For those who have found all the answers they need: hope to join you soon. For those who haven't: keep trying and never let anything stop you. Do not fail your courage.

Monday, February 20, 2006

Made to Last...

Eternity is made to last
For a soul burdened with sorrow
The weight of future and past
Leave no hope for a better tomorrow

Like the excruciating blade of the sun
And the scorching heat of the sand
The past and present are one
A soul in no man's land

Like the raging storms of a sea
The waters rising and churning
Echoing the fury and frenzy
The turmoil of a soul in agony

When past and present unite
To doom all that's at stake
The soothing hand of the present
Is the only possible escape

Salvation for the desert walker
Is an oasis appearing from afar
Be it mirage or reality
The walker's step will be drawn

The soul caught in turmoil
Carried by the tumults of the sea
Needs no more than an isle
To bring the soul solidity

The oasis
The present
The isle
Salvation

Monday, February 13, 2006

Egyptian Blues

A group of Italian nationals who came to Cairo especially to attend the final match of the Africa Cup were not allowed into the stadium.

Why? Because they arrived after 3:00 o'clock!

These people bought plane tickets, reserved hotel rooms, paid for the match tickets, only to be stopped at the stadium because they came at 3:30.

Now this has happened to many Egyptians - and I guess since it was announced in our daily newspaper that fans had to arrive before 3:00 - it could be acceptable.

I need someone to explain to me this though: if these Italian nationals do not know Arabic, how can they make sure they arrive at the stadium in time?

I have decided to hold a little survey about this. Please choose an answer and send to amrrakha.com. Here are the choices:

a) They should learn to read Arabic and purchase Al-Ahram newspaper before their arrival in Cairo.

b) They should join Egypt's vast security force, who have easy access to the stadium at all times.

c) One of them should be marry into an important family that has clout in Egypt.

d) They should wait until the African Cup final is not held in Egypt to attend it.

e) None of the above

f) All of the above

We have a long way to go. We need to start now.