Address To Youth Of Islam
(Khetab beh Javanan-e-Islam)
O Muslim youth!Didst thou ever try even thy sagacity,
What a constellation it was! Whose fallen star thou art,
Thou wast reared by that nation in its embrace of love,
Which had trampled under the feet
the crown of Darius,
Creator of civilization, giver of constitution
for running the world,
That desert-land of Arab
that is, the home of of camel riders,
Application of “humility is my pride” in the governance of state,
As a pretty woman is
indifferent to the beauty aids,
In beggary too, those
devotees of Allah were so high-minded,
That the affluent feared to approach
them for offering alms,
In short what should I tell thee!
What those men of desert were!
World conquering, sovereign,
world administrators, world adorning,
If I wish! I could portray them
in words,
But, that sight is more picturesque than my
imagination,
Thou canst have any relationship
with thy forefathers,
Thou art talkative, they were thoughtful, thou
art inert, they were dynamic,
We lost the legacy that we had got from Islam,
The heavens knocked us down to
earth from height of the Pliads,
What to mourn of the reign! It is
a transitory affair,
There is
no escape from the admitted universal law,
But
those pearls of knowledge, the books of our forefathers,
If we see them in Europe, then
the heart breaks into pieces,
Ghani! See the ill fate of Jacob who turned blind in separation of son,
His son and light of his eyes, Joseph, enlightened the eyes of Zulaykha.
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