Thursday, 21 July 2011

The stench of medieval Europe

 

[The following article is taken from the Russian news agency, Pravda. Its is a real eye-opener to what our state would have been had our beloved Nabī ṣallallāhu ‘alayhi wa sallam not taught us cleanliness. We do not appreciate his countless favours to this Ummah as we should .]
People normally associate different epochs with different smells. The Middle Ages smell of sewage and decaying bodies. German writer Patrick Suskind, the author of a well-known novel “Perfume: The Story of a Murderer,” wrote in his book that the stench of European cities in the late Middle Ages period was unbearable. His work conveys the terrible smell of human faeces and urine in the streets, decaying wood and rat dung, spoiled coal and animal fat, mouldy dust and chamber pots.
Stench used to be an inseparable part of all human activities, constructive or destructive. The Queen of Spain Isabel of Castle (the end of the 15th century) confessed that she had taken a bath only twice in a lifetime – when born and married. A daughter of one of French kings died of lice. Dysentery and scab caused fatal terminations to Popes Clement V and Clement VII correspondingly. Duke Norfolk neglected bathing for religious reasons. As a result of such disregard numerous abscesses dotted his body.
A billet-doux sent by the inveterate Don Juan Henry of Navarre to his sweetheart Gabrielle d' Estrées became an anecdote. Its contents conveyed the following meaning: “Do not wash yourself, my sweetheart, I’ll visit you in three weeks”. The king himself took a bath only thrice in a lifetime, twice coercively.
Russian ambassadors at Louis XIV court wrote that His Majesty stunk like a wild animal. Europeans considered Russians perverts because it was a tradition for the latter to take steam baths once a month.
European cities were buried in sewage. Town residents splashed the contents of garbage pails and washtubs out into the street on the heads of carefree passers-by. Stagnated slops made stinking pools; and a great number of town pigs crowned the whole picture. People emptied chamber pots right out of their windows making streets look like cesspools. Bathrooms were the rarest luxury. Fleas, lice and bugs swarmed in rich and poor houses of London and Paris.
Unsanitary conditions, diseases and starvation personify medieval Europe as it was. Even the noble class could not afford to eat their fill. Noble families were happy if at best two or three of ten children survived. Delivery was quite an undertaking for women: a third part of them died in labor. Street illumination also was poor – oil lamps, splinters or wax candles at best. Hunger, smallpox, leprosy and syphilis disfigured people’s faces.
There were not any cleaning agents or the notion of personal hygiene in Europe up to the middle of the 19th century. One Italian nobleman said in his memoirs that in the 16th century it was impossible to walk along the streets that resembled a fetid stream of turbid water. He had to hold a scented handkerchief or a small bouquet to his nose not to vomit. But not only faeces poisoned the air. Butchers slaughtered and disembowel cattle right in the streets. They would scatter guts around and pour blood out onto the pavement.
In late Middle Ages people learned to process wastes and faeces. Urine, for example, was used to tan leather and bleach cloth, animals’ bones – to produce flour. In days of old painters placed barrels for urine near the farms, they used it to knead paints. In Ancient Rome they sold even the urine from latrines to wool dyers and leather tanners. What could not be processed was left in the street.
Rain was the only street cleaner in those times. And still, notwithstanding its sanitary function, rain was considered a providential punishment. Rains washed dirt out of all cracks, and raging sewage streams rushed through the streets. Just like this there appeared a small river Merderon in France (from French “merde” – shit).
If there were stinking funds in the country, in cities people defecated in narrow side streets and yards. Only after the ‘hydraulic revolution’ aqueducts and gutters appeared; they provided houses with water and removed the sewage.
People were not cleaner than the streets where they lived. “Water baths warm the body, but weaken the organism and widen pores. That’s why they can be dangerous and cause different diseases, even death”, a medical treaty of the 16th century runs. Medieval doctors thought that infectious air could penetrate through the cleaned pores. Owing to this cause all social bathhouses were abolished. In 15-16th centuries rich citizens had a bath at least twice a year, in the 17-18th centuries they decidedly stopped to wash themselves. The French king Louis XIV had a bath only twice in his life on doctors’ advice. But the procedure shocked the sovereign so, that he made a vow not to do it anymore.
All hygienic arrangements included only hands and mouth rinsing, but not the whole face. “By no means you should wash your face, - wrote medics in the 16th century, - as it can cause catarrh or weaken the eyesight.” As for women, they had a bath only two or three times a year.
The majority of aristocrats used scented rags to rub the body. It was recommended to moisten armpits and groin with rose water. Men wore small bags with fragrant herbs between the shirt and waistcoat. Women used only fragrant powder
Medieval ‘neat’ persons often changed their clothes. They considered that it absorbs all dirt and cleans the body. But our ancestors were rather selective on this issue. Clean starched shirt for every day was a privilege for rich people only. That is why white crimped collars and cuffs that were the evidence of wealth and cleanliness of their owners became fashionable. Poor men neither washed nor changed their clothing. Most of them had only one shirt. No wonder – clothes were extremely expensive. The cheapest canvas shirt and one milk cow, for example, had the same price.

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Differences of Opinion in Islam

السلام عليكم
Please download here  my translation of a treatise concerning differences of opinion. We may not agree with every point, but I find it quite beneficial to share. The only additional comment I have to make is that the author mentioned the important incident of Banu Qurayzhah, without mentioning what actually happened.

 During the siege of al-Madinah during the Battle of Khandaq (5 Hijri) the Jews of Banu Qurayzhah who were bound by treaty to the Muslims, betrayed the Muslims. After the siege was lifted, Jibreel alayhis salaam ordered Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam to punish the traitors.

Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam therefore announced: لا يصلين أحدكم العصر إلا فى بنى قريظة - None of you should pray Asr except at Banu Qurayzhah!

One group of Muslims took long to reach Qurayzhah. It was nearing sunset, and they had not yet prayed Asr. Some insisted on following the command literally, even it meant praying Asr at Qurayzhah only when the stars had appeared. Others opined that the command meant to hurry, but Asr had to be prayed before sunset, which meant not at Qurayzhah in their case.

Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam did not rebuke either group, even though their actions were opposite.

و السلام
سليمان الكندي

Differences of Opinion in Islam

السلام عليكم
Please download here  my translation of a treatise concerning differences of opinion. We may not agree with every point, but I find it quite beneficial to share. The only additional comment I have to make is that the author mentioned the important incident of Banu Qurayzhah, without mentioning what actually happened.

 During the siege of al-Madinah during the Battle of Khandaq (5 Hijri) the Jews of Banu Qurayzhah who were bound by treaty to the Muslims, betrayed the Muslims. After the siege was lifted, Jibreel alayhis salaam ordered Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam to punish the traitors.

Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam therefore announced: لا يصلين أحدكم العصر إلا فى بنى قريظة - None of you should pray Asr except at Banu Qurayzhah!

One group of Muslims took long to reach Qurayzhah. It was nearing sunset, and they had not yet prayed Asr. Some insisted on following the command literally, even it meant praying Asr at Qurayzhah only when the stars had appeared. Others opined that the command meant to hurry, but Asr had to be prayed before sunset, which meant not at Qurayzhah in their case.

Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam did not rebuke either group, even though their actions were opposite.

و السلام
سليمان الكندي

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Racism & Intolerance amongst Muslims


This is a downloadable transcript ( as best as I can remember) of pre-Jumuah talks I delivered in the wake of the 2008 Xenophobic attacks in South Africa. One Masjid made it clear that I was no longer welcome there. Or should I say, "the powers that be" or "think that they be" made it clear that I was no longer welcome there.

The Imaam of another Masjid was not honourable enough to to make his unislamic attitude known immediately. My services were used for another year, before he could make other arrangements (he is not known for being able to deliver two coherent English sentences). He would then send text messages telling me not to come whenever I was scheduled to talk. I had to learn from third parties why the coward no longer wished me to speak.

One might ask why I am posting this now, when so much time has passed? Firstly, I had stated that this blog will be a record of past writings and correspondences. Secondly, the issues mentioned are still very much relevant. Muslims love to lament how we are wronged, but are averse to soul-searching and admitting to our own wrongs against others, let alone rectifying those wrongs.

سليمان الكندي

Racism & Intolerance amongst Muslims


This is a downloadable transcript ( as best as I can remember) of pre-Jumuah talks I delivered in the wake of the 2008 Xenophobic attacks in South Africa. One Masjid made it clear that I was no longer welcome there. Or should I say, "the powers that be" or "think that they be" made it clear that I was no longer welcome there.

The Imaam of another Masjid was not honourable enough to to make his unislamic attitude known immediately. My services were used for another year, before he could make other arrangements (he is not known for being able to deliver two coherent English sentences). He would then send text messages telling me not to come whenever I was scheduled to talk. I had to learn from third parties why the coward no longer wished me to speak.

One might ask why I am posting this now, when so much time has passed? Firstly, I had stated that this blog will be a record of past writings and correspondences. Secondly, the issues mentioned are still very much relevant. Muslims love to lament how we are wronged, but are averse to soul-searching and admitting to our own wrongs against others, let alone rectifying those wrongs.

سليمان الكندي

Sunday, 22 May 2011

Kindah bin Saba

Kindah bin Saba, ancestor most noble;
Hear what has happened to your children, if you are able.

Kings over much of Arabia became we,
Never from your grave could you that foresee.

The Arabs have chosen your son; 
Of the greatest poets ever he is one.
In all they are seven;
Poetry on the walls of House of Heaven.

Arabia  bowed to idols of shame;
Yet some of your blood adored Allah's Name.

The greatest of Prophets has arisen, the best and purest guide;
Now I cannot call you noble in comparison, 
that I cannot hide.

Nor can I hide that unworthy was your daughter;
On the first night the Noble one divorced her. 

But be proud of your son who at Badr fought;
313, Paradise they bought.

How terrified was Caesar of yet another son;
His mention made him quake and called him bare chested demon.

A son of Kindah was the greatest minister of the Umayyad Empire;
He built the Dome of the Rock, did you know that sire?

Though I love him not, 
it has to be told;
A great thinker you begot,
the west thinks him gold.

They were your sons who sailed across the sea,
That Indonesia and others Muslim would be.

But the sword of time does not falter;
Kindah, your blood is now like water.

How odd that one from our line did the world shake;
Allah alone knows the truth and what is fake.

Usamah of Kindah, you are the last of our amazing story;
Our days are gone, to Allah alone is eternal glory.

سليمان الكندي

Kindah bin Saba

Kindah bin Saba, ancestor most noble;
Hear what has happened to your children, if you are able.

Kings over much of Arabia became we,
Never from your grave could you that foresee.

The Arabs have chosen your son; 
Of the greatest poets ever he is one.
In all they are seven;
Poetry on the walls of House of Heaven.

Arabia  bowed to idols of shame;
Yet some of your blood adored Allah's Name.

The greatest of Prophets has arisen, the best and purest guide;
Now I cannot call you noble in comparison, 
that I cannot hide.

Nor can I hide that unworthy was your daughter;
On the first night the Noble one divorced her. 

But be proud of your son who at Badr fought;
313, Paradise they bought.

How terrified was Caesar of yet another son;
His mention made him quake and called him bare chested demon.

A son of Kindah was the greatest minister of the Umayyad Empire;
He built the Dome of the Rock, did you know that sire?

Though I love him not, 
it has to be told;
A great thinker you begot,
the west thinks him gold.

They were your sons who sailed across the sea,
That Indonesia and others Muslim would be.

But the sword of time does not falter;
Kindah, your blood is now like water.

How odd that one from our line did the world shake;
Allah alone knows the truth and what is fake.

Usamah of Kindah, you are the last of our amazing story;
Our days are gone, to Allah alone is eternal glory.

سليمان الكندي