THE WAY OF THE SUFIS
MADHO LALL HUSSAIN (1538-1599)
Anti-Islamic in its contents
The best thing about Quranic teachings that I like is that the Quran asks us to ‘think and ponder’. In this world of intellectual advancement, to all thinking minds it is different from other religions in this very aspect. The infinite wisdom of Allah make the thought process essential for advancement and realization of human kind to its true potentials. The development of personality as well as to conquer the imperfections of nature. So when the Sufis rage their views, people like me can only wonder the mental capacity of those who follow them.
I have read a number of books on Sufis, English translations done by renowned scholars. The rite of Sufism is to chant different mantras, swirl into dance, and do other antics (often through some sort of drugs too), till they get into a spell. A spell which has made their brains so dizzy that they cannot think at all. And in this state, they commune with God (whatever their God may be certainly not Allah). When we know that with the finality of Prophethood, a thing of the past, no direct communication with Allah is possible, how can a Sufi claim things got into a fermented mind?
Sufis were an extension of the religious idioms of this region as well as others. The Hindu faqeers or Gurus or whatever you may call them, did the same things in their own way. When they took the clothes of Islam, the things remained the same, just vocabulary changed to be fool others. The way of the Sufis is a way of men making fools of others in name of religion and this has been done from times immemorial. What is new about that?
The story of Madho Lall Hussain is a case in point. A resident of an area outside Lahore, he indulged in Punjabi poetry, and much of it is ribald. Leaving away the pretensions of a Muslim Faqeer at one stage of his life, he openly resorted to wine, drugs, dance and all ribald activity of the time. To have fun, he said, was the mission of Islam. Indulging in vices part of life. And to top it all, he fell in love with a young Hindu boy (This carries a sentence in the Western world, however liberal they may be), Lall Hussain (wore red in his life) started stalking the young boy (that too carries a sentence in the civilized world). By hook or crook, not only was he able to seduce the boy, he also made fools of his parents, with his hoco-pocus. According to legend, the child died, and on promise that he would be given to Lall Hussain, the poet brought him back to life. The legend has it that they were buried in the same grave, though it is said now, that the graves are side by side, separated. I think if this homosexual relation is popularized in the West, we would have international Gay community, making this place into millions of dollars of architectural space, as well a sex inns of every kind.
The elected Governments are not composed of well read people. Lacking education and civilization, they resort to street smart activities and to please the man on the street (instead of educating him), they fully patronize such places. Even today such places are dens of immoral activity of every kind. Drugs are openly sold here as well as consumed by masses. When you see the mindless dancing their devilish trends, one can see, the distance these places have made from the inception of Islam into the public.