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Professor Syed Hasan Askari – inter faith pioneer

Professor Syed Hasan Askari – 1932-2008 (s/o late Syed Ali Naqi) graduated in 1947 from High School, Darush Shifa, Hyderabad, with a Higher Secondary Certificate. He was examined in the subjects Urdu, English, Indian History, Ethics, Civics, Geography and History of Islam. It is perhaps this breadth of early education that laid the foundations for his stellar academic achievement to come in the fields of sociology followed by a pioneer of inter religious dialogue. 

In 1956 he attained his Masters in Sociology from Osmania University, Hyderabad, an institution at which he would take up the respected role of Lecturer in Sociology 1957-1975. In March 1976 further success ensued in attaining his PhD, Doctorate in Philosophy, with his thesis on “Social Symbolism” from Osmania University. By this time he was invited abroad in 1972 as a visiting professor to the American Free University in Beirut, Lebanon*. Between 1975 – 1977 he was Chairman, Department of Sociology, at the prestigious Muslim Aligarh University, India. 

With his reputation growing in the field of inter religion he came increasingly to the notice of European institutions taking up a visiting professorship in Amsterdam and subsequently  invited as Professor to the U.K. Selly Oak Colleges, Birmingham University, Centre of Islam and Christian Muslim Relations 1978-1982. As a result of this offer he made the important decision with his wife, Liaqat Begum 1942-2007 (d/o Aga Mumtaz Hussain), to relocate the family moving to the U.K. with their three Sons. 

In his seminal speech in 1995 about his life’s work, delivered in Hyderabad, on his last ever visit back to his beloved city, he states, “I had discovered the limits of social science. I was moving towards philosophy and towards meta-physics…My main anchor was the West after 1977. I was rubbing shoulders with theologians and professors and thinkers across the world…I turned to Plato and to Plotinus; those great thinkers who influenced the West and also the Islamic world as my teachers. So in late 1980s I decided to revive what we in philosophy call the *classical discourse on soul.” 

His speech (audio) along with interviews with leading thinkers conducted by his son, Musa, after his passing, can be found here. Interviews for example with Professor Noam Chomsky, Dr Rowan Williams (former Archbishop of Canterbury) along with a selection of Professor Askari’s writings are available on this blog “Spiritual Human” as a dedication to keeping alive Professor Askari’s work and vision after leaving this world. Highly recommend the audios of 1995 speech, interview with on Denver Radio “Endless Search” and interview by Karen Armstrong of Professor Askari.

Professor Askari’s stature as a scholar and thinker was acknowledged in his lifetime by figuring asone of the eight important Muslim thinkers of the last century in Bishop Kenneth Cragg’s book “The Pen and the Faith.” Professor Askari is acknowledged in the West as an uncompromising advocate for inter-religious spirituality. Professor Jane I Smith (Harvard Divinity School) writes about Professor Askari as being, “a long time partner in dialogue sessions sponsored through the World Council of Churches and other agencies, Askari has been a courageous and sometimes lone voice …Those who have known him through the years find it no surprise that the noted interpreter of Islam, Anglican Bishop Kenneth Cragg, has acknowledged Hasan Askari as one of the eight prominent Muslim thinkers of this century(20th) in “The Pen and the Faith.” A philosopher, a mystic, an historian and a social scientist, Askari pleads with religious persons everywhere to transcend the limitations we have placed on ourselves and to move together to new levels of understanding.

Dr Charles Kimball writes, “Hasan Askari is among the most active and visible Muslims engaged in interreligious dialogue.* Since 1970, he has participated in numerous international and local dialogue meetings and lectured widely on various dimensions of what he terms “inter-religion”…His prominence in the field of Christian-Muslim encounter is noted by Kenneth Cragg, a pioneer and acknowledged authority in the area of Christian-Muslim relations”

Bishop Kenneth Cragg writes, “Few thinkers in contemporary Islam have so tellingly explored the issues of inter-religion or undertaken them as strong vocation. *Hasan Askari holds a unique position in the search for unity of heart within the discrepancies, real or unreal, of religions in society.Bishop Cragg’s chapter on Professor Askari is available on this blog and we thank their publisher for kind permission.

Professor Askari has taught at several universities including, Osmania, Aligarth, Beirut, Amsterdam, Birmingham (UK), Lebanon, Germany, Holland, United States, and has been a visiting professor at the universities of Antwerp and Denver. He was also the Louise Iliff Visiting Professor at the Iliff School of Theology in Denver (it was while teaching at Iliff that Professor Askari was interview by local radio, audio of those three inspiring interviews is also available on this blog). Professor Askari has been the first Muslim to address the Conference of European Bishops (Vienna 1985), and the International Council of Jews and Christians (Salamanca 1986). He has also given special lectures at several universities – Tehran, Frankfurt, Heidelberg, Nainz, Gottinghem, Rome, Utrecht, Leiden, Aberdeen, Oxford, Cambridge, Harvard, Uppsala and Stockholm.

Professor Askari’s international reputation rests on his vast experience as both consultant and participant at several international conferences and seminars on inter-religious dialogue: Ajoultoon 1970, Broummana 1972, Colombo 1974, London 1974, Bellagio 1976, Freiburg 1976, Beirut 1977, Hamburg 1982, Hanover 1984, The Hague 1985, Hartford 1982, Philadelphia 1986, Amsterdam 1990.

Professor Syed Hasan Askari’s works include: The Experience of Religious Diversity – co edited with Professor John Hick 1984. Spiritual Quest – An Inter Religious Dimension 1991, Towards a Spiritual Humanism – A Muslim Humanist Dialogue 1991. Alone to Alone : From Awareness to Vision 1991. Seers & Sages (co-edited with David Bowen) 1991. Solomons Ring : The Life and Teachings of a Sufi Master 1997 – dedicated to his late father. Selections from The Orations of Imam Ali ibn Talib, Hyderabad, 1965 (Urdu), Foundations of Applied Sociology, Allahbad, 1968. Inter-Religion, Aligarh, 1977. Society and State in Islam: An Introduction, Delhi, 1978. Reflections of the Awakened, Cambridge 1984.

From Darush Shifa to Osmania, from Aligarh to Europe, from the United Kingdom to the United States, Syed Hasan Askari lived an extraordinarily rich life of personal achievement, high academic standing and an intellectual stature of original thought that continues to resonate to this day. From Sociology to Inter Faith Dialogue to the revival of the classical discourse on soul Professor Syed Hasan Askari leaves behind a tremendous body of work from which future generations may derive much needed inspiration. 

Syed Hasan Askari passed away on 19th February 2008, at exactly 7am, in a small town in the North East of England, surrounded in person, and in spirt, by members of his Family. It was a cold foggy morning, frost on the ground. All was still, birds were busy in their morn song. He is survived by his three Sons to whom he dedicated his book, Spiritual Quest, a collection of his lectures.

Bio-sketch composed by Musa Askari

The Counter Image

 By Syed Hasan Askari

(Alone to Alone : From Awareness To Vission)

One who is of a different race or colour is not an alien; nor one who is of different sex or age; nor is one the alien who practises a different art or craft, or belongs to a different class or caste; and nor one who believes differently, nor the stranger nor a foreigner. None of these is alien but one who is closest to you, who has possessed you from the very outset of your consciousness, who passes for your likeness, who has foisted himself on your back, who is your counter-image. If you are an unembodied reality, he presents you with body; if you trace your race with the archetype above you, he cites the evidence of your parents; if you relate to life beyond death, he ridicules you and brings in a vast range of arguments against it; it puts on your appearance, your face and your name, and a time comes when you end up regarding him as your only reality.

This appearance now so firmly entrenched as your identity fully utilizes your physical self and the body of the world to force upon you a constant dream-state. Its one fear is that you should not wake up.Your awakening is its departure.

The counter-image has vast negative powers. Its success in passing for reality gives it a power to wreck life after life. Watch for those who assume the role of a counter-image of your true self.

Let us make this affair as clear as possible: first is the Soul which has nothing to do with body for its existence, knowledge, and power; then is the body, the creation and expression of the wisdom and art embedded in the Cosmic Soul; and then the conjoint of body and soul, the seat or instrument of your perceptive knowledge and of your pains and pleasures, a tool or a lyre in the hands of its true agent, namely the Sage or the Gnostic. But so far the Alien is not in sight. But he is close, almost upon you for he is the image of the conjoint in your tendency to self-will and self-ownership. The image soon takes over.

The image is the alien, not the body, not the conjoint of body and soul*.

The image as such isolates you from all your former and future lives. It obstructs your awareness on matters that go far beyond one life you are living now. It does not allow you to consider that you are perhaps back to pay for a former lapse or debt, to complete things left incomplete in former life, and that you may rise higher or fall lower as you eventually leave this world. So you are like Sinbad. Ask the one who has foisted himself upon you to get off from your back so that you can once more rise to your full stature and look further into vast distances both before you and behind you.

*The Enneads 6.4 by Plotinus

Spiritual Family…

Knows God is One

Remembers God is One

Prays to only The One

Worships only The One

Knows “there are seven steps: Testimony(“tasdiq”)

Trust (“tawakkul”)

Patience (“sabr”)

Gratitude (“shukr”)

Remembrance (“zikr”)

Love (“hub”) and Gnosis (“irfan”)”

Reflects

Knows the difference between inner and outer

Free of collective identity hypnosis

Seeks knowledge

Loves wisdom

Knows it has a Soul, immaterial, immortal

Honours one another as Souls

As Souls knows its Priors

Fears God Alone

Is in awe of beauty

Loves beauty

Loves diversity

Speaks gently

Does not humiliate nor belittle

Forgives

Accepts forgiveness

Reconciles

Ready to offer comfort

Strives for justice

Longs for peace

Willing to make peace

Is at peace

Holds the lamp for others

Withdraws from the world daily

Emerges in to the world as peacemakers

Longs for silence to be Alone with The Alone

Acts without deliberation in the way of peace

Are conscious Beings

Are Universal Beings

Are Soul Beings…

By Musa Askari

When Co-operation is Illusion

You behave as if there is nothing in this world to learn from. That all your materialistic theories from economy to climate to the universe and all your religious theologies from here to hereafter and beyond are enough.”

I have conquered many lands, east and west,” he said. “I have usurped many Peoples and enslaved their bodies and later enslaved their minds for generations. What has the conquered to teach the conquerer? I have sold them co-operation laced with only a drop of unity as the tool by which to better themselves knowing full well it is a fallacy. While gifting them the illusion of co-operation I have left intact their collective identity self interest all times. After all the conquerer needs an ally from among the conquered.” he retorted.

There was a long pause.

“Why do you cry?” asked the so-called conquerer.

“For you.” He replied.

“For me?” laughed the conquerer.

He looked at the conquerer deeply. Through him and said,

“No. I am not addressing you here.
I am addressing and crying for your nobler and loftier Self everywhere. Whom you do not even know. Your very Soul. Whose enlightenment and liberation in which you have a hand. Though not totally but nevertheless significant. As like an oar has a “hand” in the movement of a boat. Yet you go in circles with only the oar of your self-interest. Even a Conquerer cannot escape karma, kismet. It too is a “subject.” Despite all your conquering of the world of body you have not even begun to conquer your greatest height. Your self. Your soul.”

“How do you know? asked the conquerer.

“Because all your energy and time is expended away from you. Everything you do is in the outer. Even in your sleep you scheme. When you awake it is illusory. You are still asleep. Sleep walking through life.”

There was a long pause.

“Why do you cry?” he asked the conquerer.

That’s one of the ways to open the inner door. Solitary Silence. You don’t co-operate with silence. You don’t negotiate with it.

Musa Askari

Rejoice for the coming of Daylight

Set aside the missionaries & proselytisers of collective hypnosis. Of division & enmity. They have no good news for the Soul. To keep us enraged & unstable against the quest for Justice is their act. The choices become clearer by the day & yet we travel by a starless night. Night is inner Freedom, Solitude & Remembrance. Daylight is outer Freedom, Companionships & Remembrance. Justice, however, blind as it may be, recognises no boundary of Night & Day. Daylight is Consciousness unmasked. It is in Daylight the hypnotists have no influence. Rejoice for the coming of Daylight. Blessings to the Soul of Rumi from a grateful dervish.

Musa Askari

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What of loneliness?

Do I not have the companionship of my eyes to bring the distant near? As like the shroud of a starlit night to draw down and embrace me.

Do I not have the fellowship of my ears to bring soft soothing melodies closer? As like the journey of a hidden stream in the hills whose meandering mirrors the lines upon my palms in which the water falls and sustains me

Do I not have the comradeship of my hands to offer peaceful greetings to the World and every Being thereupon? Do not forget about one’s Self remembrance. Memory above memory.

Do I not have my next of kin that is my speech coupled with my awakened free will, to give Form to intuition and imagination? As like the sunrise over the ocean horizon gives form to a sense of awe within me.

Do I not have the soothing touch of my tears to comfort, console and plead on my behalf? To wash away the pains suffered in the struggle and of love lost but never forgotten.

And if should there be none of these faculties and friendships or their powers diminished there will always be the inner Self.

Contemplative. Meditative. Prayerful. Soul.

What to speak of Soul when All is Soul before, now and after. The same pendulum swing of the principle of LIFE!

How to be lonely when there is LIFE all about and all within. Aloneness and solitude are other greater deeper matters but lonely, never.

And so from here, from these friendships above, can the font of consolation also begin for the malady that is isolation.

Pray for relief for those isolated from themselves and from the World. Waiting as they do at the foot of their stairs hoping for some hopeful message to fall through the letterbox.

A message placed in to the bottle of their lives that says the World has not abandoned them.

The distress call was heard. Help is on the way. You are not alone.

Musa Askari

Who are we, what are we?

If one is a racist, one is not “One”. Rather, fragmented. If one is a bigot, one is not “One.” Rather, splintered, incomplete. And so on with the discriminations that persist betraying an inner incompleteness that is desperate for a wholeness it can never become.

If one thinks the intelligible, intangible, non-material is subordinate to the tangible, sensible and material. Or that the Higher is directed by its lower in status of Being. Then one is not “thinking” at all.

It is like saying half-being begets fullness of Being. Can a shadow cast on the ground become conscious of itself and then have the audacity to claim that it gives “form” to the Form that created it? No.

There is no scared law, no secret philosophy from antiquity, that dictates Human Beings of The World should remain perpetually innerly divided.

Because the dogma of exclusive materialism overwhelmingly dominates our World there is no room for a non-material idea to help Humanity re-think and ultimately transcend the divisions caused by the mantra that there is only “matter.” That everything is determined by “matter”. Therefore, to some it is no great leap (let us be clear a perverse leap) if the idea of biological hereditary exclusivity and superiority parades shamelessly in front us. It is even given a seat at the Great Table of Ideas as though it had equal validity with all else.

With each day we continue to lose touch with our Soul, our non-material, intangible, immaterial companion. Soon the Discourse on Soul, even its faint contour, will recede from our collective consciousness and there then will be what? I dread to think. Before we ask of God we must ask of ourselves, who are we, what are we and then climb from lower to Higher. From Body to Soul and Higher. As my late father wrote in his book Alone to Alone, First Soul, Then God.

By Musa Askari

BEING to non-being: by Musa Askari

It wasn’t the Economy,
It was Sovereignty,
It wasn’t Sovereignty,
It was Power,
Yes, it was Power.

The hypnosis of Power,
Drawing all to its altar bewitched by Power.
Bewitched by a self-conscious sense of good,
A misplaced sense of good.

It is Power, concentrated,
Not in number of people, many believe,
Concentrated as the very idea of Power.
To hold it and have it embrace you.

To be near it and bathe in its aura.
To worship Power, the abomination,
To dedicate one’s life to it,
All while emptying oneself from within.

Moving from Being to non-being.
From Human Being to half being.
When the journey should have been from,
Human Being to Soul Being,
On the coattails of wisdom of Plotinus who reminds;

This is not a journey for the feet; the feet bring us only from land to land; nor need you think of coach or ship to carry you away; all this order of things you must set aside and refuse to see; you must close the eyes and call instead upon another vision which is to be waked within you, a vision, the birthright of all, which few turn to see.”

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Was it not an act of peace?

By Musa Askari

Was it not an act of peace I brought you water – you refused.

Was it not an of peace I stood watch over you – you turned away from me.

Was it not an act of peace I respected your silence – you never acknowledged.

Was it not an act of peace I supported your cause – you did not make me an ally.

Was it not an act of peace we laid to rest those dearest to us – yet never to visit their graves again together.

Was it not an act of peace I trusted you – despite the doubts.

Was it not an act of peace I kept my own counsel – yet others traduced my name.

Was it not an act of peace I asked for repeated dialogue – yet that olive branch never grasped.

Was it not an act of peace when I said let us make peace if not now but in the future – yet you admonished my invitation.

Was it not an act of peace I listened to your grievances and injustices suffered – yet you waged a war up on my soul.

Was it not an act of peace I embraced you and comforted you – yet you assaulted me.

Was it not an act of peace I shed tears before you – you did not give me your shoulder.

Was it not an act of peace I wrote to you words of peace, of vision, of soul and immortality – yet it was the fears of this life you sought to appease ignoring my call of transcendence.

These were acts of peace and many others. Acts of ablutions I performed over my life to wash away the pain as like a worshipper before the act of prayer washing away the dust of life. You may have performed such ablutions/acts of peace yourself over your life.

Now I turn inwards, lift my gaze upwards from there, higher, where all the sacred places are within reach. In search of a new Life. A new place of peace where heaven and earth meet.

That “place” where the bowing forehead of a worshipper touches the ground in salat, dua-prayer, in zikr-remembrance. That “nuqta” scribed by the pen which is our prayerful self. There we may write upon the scroll, if permitted, to be unfurled as witness. It is at that point I wish to reside awake, asleep, upright or upon my side. The flute returned to the reed bed. Lay me there to rest innerly waiting to depart I ask the Lord of All Being.

You will remember me as I you and that will be the final Act of Peace unspoken. Remembrance that this life and name and identity and history are but impermanence mixed with the shadow cast by Soul’s association with Body. Let us not be hypnotised by shadows and look instead for Reality. For there is peace in abundance even at this late hour and setting sun of our lives. Peace to be had in solitude. In the sound of silence.

Let us pilgrimage there innerly, silently, in prayer, in tears, in meditation, in love, in remembrance.

The life was what it was, a shadow, yet purposeful. There is “little” else to say…..

Vision As The Goal

By Syed Hasan Askari from “Alone to Alone” published 1991.

It was during my travels in Colorado, Arizona and Utah that I was for the first time exposed to the mysteries of the Native American spirituality. I was then enabled to feel more vividly the reality of a spiritual universe which the Native American experienced all around him. For him things seen were as much mysterious as things unseen. Perception of the ordinary was mingled with visions from the beyond. Hence, he could pass from this world to the next with great ease. Death rested light like an eagle feather upon his mind, and life, all life, was a trail of a world that was ceaselessly passing into spirit.

The Native American would withdraw for days in complete loneliness, abstaining from all food and drink, waiting to receive a vision. He was not the maker of visions. He was just a recipient. All his preparation was to purify himself and to turn himself into a clean and empty cup into which a vision could be poured from above.

It appears we have lost the capacity to prepare for such an undertaking. We have even corrupted the very word, vision, at times beyond recovery.

Our visions end up in ideologies, repressive regimes, and lead up to deeper enslavement of the human spirit. We create nightmares out of our visions. Look at the fate of great ideas in religions as well as the secular life of the so-called advanced cultures. We no longer believe in the native, in the inherent and in the inalienable capacity in each one of us to aspire to a vision, strictly personal and yet of extraordinary significance for our relations with others.

We try with all the strength at our disposal to abolish from within our educational system every possibility of a visionary perspective. Our education rests on a systematic emptying of such subjective resources. We end up as slaves of an anonymous body of knowledge with which we do not have any personal relationship whatsoever. Most of us experience total exhaustion and emptiness at the end of our academic career. There remains no possibility of our intellectual discipline and all the effort that goes with it leading to a deeply felt experience of the knowledge we have tried so hard to gather.

We could have made our classroom a pathway to personal experience, our teaching an aid to expect a vision at the end of our intellectual journey. Once upon a time it was so easy, so natural. The teaching then was interwoven with a visionary preparation. We now, on the contrary, move from procedure to procedure, from methodology to methodology, from one school of thought to another. We erect insurmountable barriers between our native spontaneity as seekers of visions and our consciously acquired knowledge. We have lost the unspeakable art of forming a unity of both, wherein a rigorous intellectual discipline brings the scholar to that threshold where a vision bursts upon him with both suddenness and peace, when he as a thinker is turned in to a seer.

There are still a few teachers amidst us whose words invoke in us not only great meanings but also great vision. There comes a moment in our lives when a word becomes a vision, and a vision becomes a word, a living word.

*see also on this site, by the same author, “The Limit is the Threshold.”