Maulana Sahib And Gul Faraz

In 1950s At half past eight in the morning, a man named Gul Faraz entered the mosque with a mug in his hand, Molana, twenty-two years old, a very good and humble person, engaged in meditation:

<Gul Faraz getting his face super close to Molana>

"Asalam Alaikum!"

<Maulana Sahib eyes closed>

"Walaikum Salaam Sahib!"

<Gul Faraz whispering now sitting with legs fold>

"Maulana Sahib, I wanted to ask a question."

<Maulana Sahib smelling something strange in the air>

"Look, ask ten questions, not one but first spit out the bread that is in your mouth."

<Gul Faraz stands upoving out>

"GG, why not!"

<Comes back looking at Molana being welcomed>

<Maulana looks at him with his left hand on thigh>

"Yes! Now ask the problem."

"Allama Sahib the problem it was to ask when this wretched sectarianism would end."

<Maulana Sahib aving a long sigh>

"Look, when people will learn to differentiate between truth and falsehood, sectarianism will die like that."

"Yes, Maulana but I'm sorry for being rude but actually, you people give a lot to sectarianism."

<Maulana Sahib very politely>

"Look, if you are ignorant of the depth of the ocean, its flow and its reality then you have no right to point a finger at a swimmer."

<Gul Faraz applauding tapping one hand on the back of other>

"Wow....wow....Molana Sahib and you said in a very poetic way, but...."

<Maulana Sahib looking at him making his turban stay on his head properly>

"But what?"

<Gul Faraz looking at him then looks down suddenly with a disappointing face>

"Let's leave it, let's tell what kind of man Saddam Hussain was."

<Maulana Sahib super confused looking at him>

"Saddam Hussain?"

"Saddam Hussain! was he not a great warrior?"

<Maulana Sahib gets a little exhausted>

"Look sir, when you know who Saddam Hussain was, why are you asking me."

<Gul Faraz gets his mobile form his pocket answering a text>

"No, sir, many people say that he was not a hero, so I thought to ask."

<Maulana Sahib looks at him putting his phone back>

"See, do not listen to the words of an ignorant person, who smiles at the announcement of his own penalty of death. He laughed and recited the Kalma of martyrdom and offered his life in the way of Allah Almighty. He is not a warrior, so what else is he?"

<Gul Faraz arms fold looking up>

"Right, right, indeed you are right, well, by the way who was involved in the incident of 9/11?"

<Maulana Sahib looking at him scared now>

"Sorry? Well, how can I know it? You....you...."

<Gul Faraz getting himself out of the custody>

"Me! No sir, I was sleeping at that time, how can I be involved in it?"

"No, no, I was saying that. Will you take tea or something else.....?"

"No, no, thank you!"

<Maulana Sahib closing his eyes again trying to meditate>

"Good then see you later, okay?"

<Gul Faraz about to leave>

"Yes, let's go, it's fine, Let's go home now and eat some food and etc."

"Yes, minding the civilization of the mosque.

..."

"Yes, of course I understand, then, see you later."

<Maulana Sahib slowly giving him a smile as he goes>

"Ok! Allah Hafiz......who are these people?"

<Again engages in meditation>

<Gul Faraz coming back>

"But sir, this sectarianism...."

<Maulana Sahib opens his eyes again and says angrily while covering his face with his hand>

"Sir, please do me a favour, pick up the stone that is lying in front of you and tear my head, we are the one's who increase sectarianism, after all."

"Woah sir! You are angry, let's go, then, see you later."

<Maulana to himself>

"The mistake is all mine, is this a time for meditation?"

2nd Meeting: Maulana Sahib joined Gul Faraz while eating at a feast:

<Gul Faraz greets Molana with a cringe smile>

"Assalam O Alaikum!"

<Maulana turning to him hiding his exhaustion>

"Walaikum Salam!"

"Yes, by the way, the question I did not ask about sectarianism? You were angry, I thought I should apologize."

<Maulana having a long sigh>

"It's okay! Apology accepted."

<Gul Faraz sitting and eating>

"Yes, by the way, there was one more question...."

<Maulana looking at him giving a stare as a sign>

"Look, it is not appropriate to argue at this time…."

"Good, good, don't talk while eating. Should be because of that, huh?"

"No! look, this is actually the way of the infidels to be silent while eating."

<Gul Faraz gets a little much closer sarcastically>

"So I am saying the same thing, sir!"

<Maulana disappointingly leaving the grip of the spoons and then cathing back starts eating>

"You won, ask the question."

<Gul Faraz with a very low pitch>

"Yes, the question was that what Allama Iqbal Sahib wrote, it is not Satanic poetry…..."

<Maulana Keeping the handkerchief on his face, coughing>

"Fear God! Look, you just stay in your position, at what stage is Allama Iqbal Sahib and where are you? Who are you to object to him?"

<Gul Faraz in a humble tone>

"No objection, sir! There was only one question, let's leave it and tell me who was the Quaid-e-Azam."

<Maulana interrupting him gets fully disappointed>

"I have eaten, I am going, it was nice to meet you."

<Gul Faraz slowly whispers looking at Molana's food grabbing his Biryani>

"Allah's curse on the liar."

Maulana: "Allah Hafiz!."

(After saying this, he quickly got up and left)