Seadet-i Ebediyye - Endless Bliss Second Fascicle

12 — FIRST VOLUME, 47th LETTER
This letter, written to Sayyid Shaikh Ferîd ‘rahmatullâhi ta’âlâ
’alaih’, who was Naqîb, i.e. Chief of Religious Affairs, complains
about the excessiveness of the disbelievers of the past years, and
states that it is necessary to invoke blessings on the Ruler who
grants religious freedom:
May Allâhu ta’âlâ keep you in the way of your ancestors, who
are the best of the good, and may He make our invocations and
salâms reach first the highest of them [Hadrat Muhammad
‘’alaihissalâtu wassalâm’] and then all the others!
An Islamic savant, when compared with the people, is like the
heart in a body. When the heart is pure, good, the body does
good deeds. When the heart is ill all the limbs always do evil
deeds. Likewise, if the Islamic savant is good, the people will be
good, too. They will improve. If he is corrupt, the people will be
corrupt, too. They will head towards disasters. We all know the
so many troubles and disasters that befell Muslims during the
reign of Ekber Shâh’s government. A thousand years ago,
Muslims would be in their own religion and disbelievers would
keep to their own ways. As a matter of fact, Kâfirûn Sûra reflects
this fact. But a few years before now, the enemies of religion were
perpetrating their irreligiousness floutingly before Muslims: on
the other hand, Muslims themselves, in this blessed Muslim
country, India, were somehow being hampered from practising
the rules of Islam. What a dismal and terrible villainy it was to
persecute those who believed and followed the lightsome way of
Hadrat Muhammad ‘’alaihissalâm’, who is the Darling of Allâhu
ta’âlâ, the Owner of the earth and heavens and every kind of
energy, and to esteem and sympathize with those who denied
him, those who were his enemies. With injured hearts, Muslims
endured them patiently. Mocking, assailing furiously, ferociously,
[with written and oral invectives, state power, law oppression and
every kind of means,] the enemies of Islam put salt on the
wounds. Hidâyat, the sun of happiness, had been covered with
the clouds of heresy and apostasy, and the lights of right and
virtue had been pushed behind the curtains of injustice and
immorality.
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