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The Hidden Records
The Hidden Records
Published initially in 2012 till 2015 before it ceased to continue publishing in Singapore, there is a certain periodical recorded in the national archives as "the Muslim reader's digest. Connecting the Muslim community", but really at the front covers of each copy published were, usually, the words "COUNSEL FOR MUSLIMS -" as its tagline. Today I look back fondly upon the memories of that period when the magazine exchanged between hands on a monthly basis. Today perhaps there are still a handful of Muslim homes which still keep some copies.
For its titular presence amongst the Muslim community as a publication, the magazine, if we can say so in more familiar terms, did not aim for any political or social agendas or reforms, unlike its namesake which meant a Personal Advisor, to an Amir or Sultan, which was why it took on that tagline. There is no true leader that the Muslims may follow today, and be that as it may. So in our times a muslim must lead himself with wise decisions that heed and honour the cautionary advices from the prophecies of the Nabi, peace be upon him, to survive this zaman and let his knowledge of his Deen, his life-transaction, grow and thrive as he passes down the traditions that will be a guidepost for the future to cultivate in our historic culture of knowledge.
As Muslims we know the promise of Allah very well; nothing will change in a people unless the people themselves change what is in each of their hearts. The magazine was published to speak to the hearts from borrowing the sincere, personal touch that lives in traditionally writing with the pen, to ignite a spark in the minds of Muslims young and aged in Singapore through restoring the then-dying (now as good as dead) medium and art of the periodical, encouraging Muslims to pick up reading more actively in their life in an age where social media started dishing out dope highs on what is today mockingly referred to as "dopamine devices" in certain conscious and discerning circles on social media.
The "Counsel for Muslims" strives to aid in resisting a docile, impact-less cerebral passivity that can infiltrate the minds of its readers, if and when the dopamine highs from the screen creeps in so, in order to invite the muslim to learn about their times and adopt a consciousness and awareness of matters of the world - for the next - so that our actions can be guided to be in harmony with the deeply nuanced guidance set forth for our times, and not against or contrary in frustration to the immediate surroundings that Allah has placed us by His Qadr, restoring appropriate priorities in our respective living environments.
Instagram, YouTube, and Facebook, chiefly among others, had started pushing the wave of modern freedom of speech and expression through its early adopters and influencers, intellectuals, and activists, the writer included. For the first time, both Muslim and non-Muslims were talking at any time - and just about anybody would be listening - commenting about the Deen, Islam, Zakat, Charity, Sadaqah everywhere; every time you scrolled through your feed, you will in all likelihood not fail to hear something of it. Convenient information became fast-food knowledge, with the shadow of Islamophobia in the background.
At least 15 years ago or more, its illegitimate sister -"Anti-Semitism"- was only a political term, not a ubiquitous part of social colloquial language anywhere. Islamophobia became the talk of the town. Today we find things have somehwat inverted, and in an age where activism has gained a new arena known today as war and genocide (not that there was no such thing in the past, but the way things are in the activism scenes, is so much more different than how it was a generation ago), the breakneck haste and speed with which people find new information is impossible to stall. The momentum with which people can find information, take it with them and run all the way to town talking about it so that everyone and their grandmothers would know what happened was like water gushing down a channel from a mountainside. If you attempt to stop it, you would fail miserably.
The magazine was published not in a futile, foolhardy attempt to oppose or frustrate against modern advances in the world of technology and information - (Why indeed do I not simply say "information technology", eh?) - It sought to provide an alternative by attempting a preservation and revival of printed media from which the tactile experience and interface with a piece of news or information invited the reader to think, even ruminate, ponder and reflect in a much more deliberate, slower rhythm and cadence instead of getting swepth away by the tempo of the online media.
Thoughts and opinions conveyed through print held a more serious, sincere expression and honest reception when the reader could take some time to interact with what is being read directly and physically, the tangible token of one's reading being firmly held in hand. If one did not like it, even hate it, they could tear, shred, crush, destroy that piece of paper, or they could set it down and keep it carefully with care should they find otherwise personally relatable, valuable.
The effects of our attitude and treatment towards that information and knowledge, both specifically and in general, was much more immediately visible through print than through pixels, and it was something we would not be able to ignore and swipe aside very easily. We therefore held our opinions and thoughts with far more sincere honesty, conviction and commitment was the effect of actions taken and witnessed. Interestingly, somehow this effect was achieved with far-reaching, albeit sporadic, but still significant outcomes. There were a few places outside of Singapore were the publication was not unheard of amongst some intellectual circles which always tend to share an overlap of interests between its peers. We took it as a signal of good hope that Allah will always place goodwill and good faith in sincere actions even if the people who do it and benefit from it be a few, for the du'a of a man which made Sayyidina Umar ibn al-Khattab r.a. weep was "O Allah, make me among the few!"
But yet from that few we inherit our tradition and culture of knowledge from which even the little splashes of the ocean of knowledge and the fountain of gnosis rose many more that have come and gone. Each generation has helped us cultivate and contribute the expansive knowledge and insights that we may then refine according to the specific context of our rapidly evolving zaman, so that we may follow in their footsteps to leave behind something for the benefit of many more to come. This is what we know as barakah, the uncountable blessings which spring forth from the culmination of small, incremental practices of the little, that we can still hold and cultivate.
Here as a former writer for that short-lived, yet insyaaAllah blessed publication, and a mirror tribute to my living mentor and teacher who gave me all the tools I needed to know history & literature as a discerning Muslim, I upload the thoughts that flowed through my fledgling pen, those that were not published for print, both from 15 years ago and the ones that have developed since then until recently. May this be of benefit those who know, and have read or seen my name in the copies published (up till #27), and I ask for the kind du'a of our sincere readers for the barakah that our efforts be looked upon with Mercy from Allah ﷻ for Allah knows best that we are indeed poor and needy of Him.