On Unity

The River

In the valley of Kadisha where the mighty river flows, two little streams met and spoke to one another.

One stream said, "How came you, my friend, and how was your path?"

And the other answered, "My path was most encumbered. The wheel of the mill was broken, and the master farmer who used to conduct me from my channel to his plants, is dead. I struggled down oozing with the filth of those who do naught but sit and bake their laziness in the sun. But how was your path, my brother?"

And the other stream answered and said, "Mine was a different path. I came down the hills among fragrant flowers and shy willows; men and women drank of me with silvery cups, and little children paddled their rosy feet at my edges, and there was laughter all about me, and there were sweet songs. What a pity that your path was not so happy."

At that moment the river spoke with a loud voice and said, "Come in, come in, we are going to the sea. Come in, come in, speak no more. Be with me now. We are going to the sea. Come in, come in, for in me you shall forget your wanderings, sad or gay. Come in, come in. And you and I will forget all our ways when we reach the heart of our mother the sea."

Khalil Gibran, "The Wanderer" (1930)

Diversity

This is a photograph of the Sultan Ismail Petra Silver Jubilee Mosque in Rantau Panjang, Kelantan. It is still being completed but you can see why it is being referred to as the 'Pagoda Mosque'. Maverick has a blog post on the mosque (I lifted the photo from it). The NST has a story on it too, the mosque seems to have found favour with tourists.

A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. This one says that Islam does not belong to any one community, it has room for all.

My fervent hope is that our acceptance of diversity goes beyond architecture and tourist attractions.

MIS