By A.I MAKKI The Arabian Peninsula has always attracted travelers from different parts of the world since ancient times. In modern times, the British have been the foremost among Europeans in exploring the land of Arabia. There is no race on earth today that can compare with them in the spirit of adventure that took them to faraway distant lands in their travels and the magnificent travel books, which they have written. Kinglake’s Eothen; Morier’s Hajji Baba; Burton’s Travels; Doughty’s Arabia Deserta; T.E Lawrence’s Seven Pillars of Wisdom: and W.Theisger’s The Marsh Arabs are some of the books that have been left as a legacy to those who share their spirit of adventure in the modern world.
“I will go where no road goes and the road shall go with me”.
For some reason, when I first came across this verse by Joscelyn Ortt, it occurred to me how remarkably it fitted in with the story of Ibrahim (AS)’s Struggle to Surrender. Courageously honest to the innate Truth within the self, he sought out the truest ‘God’__ beginning with the negation of false pagan godhood, he ultimately found Allah, forever. It is fascinating to read the account of his search for the Truth as Allah tells it in the Quran.
Much has been said and written on the issue of the breaking and subsequent banning of the billboards with advertisements featuring women as models in Pakistan. The staunch supporters on both sides of the argument have stated and reiterated their views through the various medium of communication. Before getting into the debate of who’s right and who’s wrong, let us first examine what it is exactly that shapes our opinions on issues such as these. Can we attribute them to our own common sense knowledge or is there something in our social structure that has a powerful effect on our opinions?
"I hate the sun!", I snapped irritably to myself as I crossed the busy road. A traffic jam had left me stranded barely 10 minutes from home, and I had stepped out of the bus and opted to walk the rest of the way. A pedestrian stopped and glanced curiously at me; perhaps I was muttering a bit too loud. I tugged my headband lower down my forehead and waited for the signal to turn red before I could cross the insanely busy intersection in the hub of Karachi's commercial district.That's when it happened...
Is it my right to wear it, or their right to remove it? I am a graduate, who was educated at one of London's top universities. From the age of 13 and throughout my education I wore an Islamic headscarf (known also as the hijab) outside, in the classroom, and in the lecture theatre. I am a British Muslim and was able to do this freely, yet if I was French then my chosen faith would not be so easily accepted. France is moving to ban the wearing of the Islamic headscarf in schools.
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