We are Playing a Symphony

A sound of Kun created everything and another sound (sound of horn) will destroy everything that was created.

What is Rhythm? It’s an interval between two sounds. What is Life an interval between two heartbeats? So we can say sound is the basic denominator of our life?
I feel that between the first sound of Kun and the second sound of horn is the interval where lies symphony of creation, a music that all creation is playing as a grand orchestra. In this grand orchestra is participating this ever expanding universe along with the majestically glowing sun, the glorious cool moon, the towering iced mountains, the deep flowing oceans, the tantalizing warm deserts, swaying trees in the woods, the elegantly flying birds, the roaring beasts in the jungle, an infant sucking his thumb in lap of her mother, a father escorting his daughter to an open air school in a village under Bo tree, a peasant plowing wheat fields, a laborer milling a machine, a scientist examining the big bang theory, a woman milking a cow, a young man in silicon valley developing a software, an artist lighting up a canvas with rapid brush strokes and much much more….

We humans a unique part of this symphony are the only creation assured to survive once this symphony ends, but the rewards on our resurrection depends on the merits of the symphony that we have played. The merit in music is simple! Were we in harmony with others when we played our music or not? On answer to this depends our next Life.

Miracle of Language

There was nothing except God and God uttered the first word KUN and so He was the First Speaker and the First Listener. His speech was an idea and his hearing was an action, the combination of these resulted in creation of everything. This was the origin of language and communication.

Now , when we communicate, one speaks and other listens, this act of ours unfolds a creativity from which results, love, harmony and actions that ignites new worlds every time.

Iqbal creator of new paradigms

I was simply shocked when an Iqbal scholar who also happened to hold a senior position at Iqbal academy said in a published interview that Iqbal is a great poet but not a great philosopher.

I always thought like multitudes that Iqbal was a great poet philosopher, and my conviction grew more when I read along with Javidnama, The Reconstruction of Religious Thoughts in Islam. But after that shocking revelation of Iqbal scholar I started rereading the Reconstruction again and this time I found that calling Iqbal a philosopher was extremely unfair.


Like Iqbal scholar I have my own perception about all this, I think Iqbal cannot be termed only as a Poet, Philosopher, Mystic or a Sufi, to me he is an Artist. To me poet means an imaginative person, Philosopher the one who thinks he is imaginative but is one who contemplates, Mystic is the one who sees what can be imagined and Sufi is one who lives like what a Mystic imagines. But to me an Artist is one who creates from imagination a new world and Iqbal was one of those few artists who were par excellence and who is a creator of a new world, a world that did not explode at the time of creation when God pronounced Kun ( کن ) and it was, but God also wanted from His creation some creative souls who would answer the Kun with Faukoun ( فیکون ) and Artists like Iqbal took that challenge and responsibility, and the result is 9 glorious books or nine new paradigm that are nine new ways of understanding the past, the present but more importantly the future.