FICTION

The Islamic Mission to Europe

Translation of never published work

16-Apr-2008 (8 comments)
On the auspicious day of 25 of Shawwal (the tenth Muhammedan month, beginning with the feast of breaking the fast of Ramadan) of the year 1346, representatives of the Muslim nations were solemnly invited to participate in a conference in Samarrah, one of the prosperous cities of Arabia, in order to deliberate and consult about sending a team of missionaries to disseminate and promulgate the orthodox Islamic teachings throughout the world. Mr. Crown of the Orators (Taj ul-Mutakallimin) was the president, Mr. Nightingale of Islam (‘Andalib ul-Islam) the deputy, Mr.Helm of the Law (Sukkan u-ShShari’a) the consultant and accountant, and Mr. Chief of Commanders (Sunnat ul-Aqtab) the stenographer of the conference>>>

STORY

The Pomegranate Path

Chapter One: Head’s Roll

16-Apr-2008
The sun was just beginning to rise over the March horizon as Ollie’s new alarm clock began to ring. He struggled to open his eyes, but with the room still dark and the bed so invitingly warm, he fought to resist the temptation to lay back down for just a few minutes more. The last time that he closed his eyes for just a few minutes more, he ended up being an hour and a half late for school. This is the reason why his mother bought him this damn new monstrosity. As he struggled to consciousness, the fleeting thought popped into his groggy head that this was no ordinary clock; no, this was Big Ben!>>>

POETRY

نگاه بامدادان

فکر آب روی خود کن؛ بگذار مدعا را

16-Apr-2008 (7 comments)
ز سر کرم که گوید مه شاد خوش لقا را
که به رسم دلنوازی بنوازد آشنا را؟
نه به دل شکیب ماندم که طریق عقل پویم
که به اوش وام دارم قدح جهان نما را.
چو ثمر فراتر افتد ز دو دست کوته ما
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