Love’s Disciple: Some Recollections About Mr. Kobari

By Alireza Nurbakhsh

 

Do not say the Beloved has left

And the City of love is empty.

The world is full of perfect masters,

But where are the sincere disciples?

 

I have always wondered what makes certain people have such a strong belief in a spiritual path and master, the kind of unshakable belief we have, for example, in the rising of the sun each morning. There are, it seems to me, two kinds of people who have such strong religious beliefs. One sort, very common in this day and age, are totally dogmatic about they believe to the extent that they find it their duty to impose their beliefs on others, sometimes even through force. Such people are fanatics and nothing of interest can be said about them.

There are, on the other hand, others who do not talk much, who have no interest in converting us to what they believe. Try as one may, one cannot figure quite figure out what their beliefs really are. They are, so to speak, true mystics, and they approach spirituality from a completely different angle, being the very embodiment of spirituality, full of deeds with few words. They speak to us through their actions with little concern about whether we believe in them or not. In short, they go ahead leading a spiritual life while the rest of us spend out time worrying about what spirituality is.

Hasan Kobari was such a person.

Raised in the province of Gilan at the edge of the Caspian Sea, Mr. Kobari was already a middle-aged man when he first came to the Nimatullahi khanaqah in Tehran. For thirty years he had devoted himself to government work, and he was at the time of his arrival at the khanaqah a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Finance with great power and prestige. However, after his initiation into the Sufi Path by Dr. Nurbakhsh, a young shaykh at the time, he resigned his government post and gave up all that he had achieved in the world to devote himself whole heartedly to the Path of Love.

Mr. Kobari hardly ever talked about Sufism; rather, he lived the life of a Sufi. If you were to push him, you might get a few words about Sufism, but even that was rare. You had to work very hard indeed to show him that you needed his advice for practical purposes before he would speak. I remember someone once asked him about the spiritual significance of a dream he’d had. Mr. Kobari responded by apologizing for not knowing anything about the meaning of dreams, telling the man that what mattered was not understanding one’s dreams but accepting them, like everything else, as Godsent and continually remembering Him. And then he asked the man to run an errand for the khanaqah, saying this was far more useful.

To the western mind, this approach to spirituality will surely sound strange. One would think that spiritual matters must be understood at some level first before putting them into practice. If I don’t know, for example, them meaning and the significance of dhikr (remembrance), how can I go about practicing it? Mr. Kobari’s approach was that the understanding comes later – after one practices what one is supposed to practice and does what one is supposed to do. For him, a spiritual life was a life of selfless deeds, and understanding the meaning and value of such deeds took place only after one became totally immersed in them. I can recall him saying once that to truly understand what pain is, one has to feel it, experience it, and that reading various theories about pain, though interesting, would never enable one to understand it fully.

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Mr Kobari

           I first met Mr. Kobari when I was quite young and, naturally, very naive. Nevertheless, he accepted me with openness and respect, the way he accepted everyone. He never acted spiritually superior, despite his many years as a darvish, and always treated me as an equal. As a result, I felt quite at ease around him and began to follow him around throughout much of the day.

Since there was always something to do around the khanaqah, he allowed me to help him with various chores, such as watering the plants, serving tea, or getting the books issued by the khanaqah ready for publication. He firmly believed that the various jobs around the khanaqah had to be done in the most economical and hardest way possible. At one point I became tired of using a small pot for watering the many plants around the khanaqah and instead decided to water using a hose. As soon as Mr. Kobari saw me with the hose, he reproached me for being lazy, telling me that I was wasting water and had taken the easy way out.  He went on to explain that work around the khanaqah was there to discipline one’s nafs (ego), and that one’s nafs always wanted to take the easiest way out. At the time, his admonition didn’t make much sense to me. In my naivete, I thought, surely, the important thing was to get the job done, not how you did it. Only years later did I finally come to see the truth of his words.

Mr. Kobari constantly struggled against his nafs, against his worldly desires, to the extent that at times I wondered whether he had any sense of self at all. Even a single negative thought was enough to make him take drastic measures to correct himself. Once, in the presence of twenty or so darvishes, we were proofreading a book against the Arabic manuscript. Since he knew Arabic well, he was reading the Arabic text out loud from the manuscript while I had to see if the printed version corresponded with it.

We were in the middle of this work when the doorbell rang and a mullah who had an appointment to see the master arrived and sat with us waiting for him. The minute the mullah sat down, he asked for tea and began to preach to everyone. Mr. Kobari listened to him for a few minutes and then turned to me and said that we should continue our work. To my total astonishment, he began to recite the Arabic incorrectly, especially the Koranic verses. As soon as the mullah heard Mr. Kobari’s incorrect recitation of the Koran, he began to correct him.

For the next half an hour, the mullah constantly corrected Mr. Kobari in a very rude and obnoxious way. Each time he did so, Mr. Kobari would apologize, asking the mullah for forgiveness. After what seemed like hours, the mullah was finally summoned to see the master. As he was leaving the room, he ordered Mr. Kobari to stop reading altogether, reminding him that it was blasphemy to recite Koranic verses incorrectly.

During this episode, I had been forced to exert great restraint to keep myself from insulting or cursing out the mullah. I was also totally confused by Mr. Kobari’s actions. When I finally found him alone later that day, I asked him about the meaning of his behavior with the mullah and why he had purposely mispronounced the Arabic so badly. “The moment I saw the mullah,” he replied, “the thought entered my mind that I was better than him. So shamed did I feel by this thought that I had to make amends to the mullah and seek forgiveness for my arrogance and sense of superiority.”

Although he had the means to maintain a very comfortable lifestyle, Mr. Kobari instead lived a simple life. He devoted half of his retirement pension to the everyday necessities of the khanaqah and the other half to his family, which consisted of his wife and an old servant whom he treated like a sister. His home contained but two rooms, a small kitchen, and a garden. In the mornings he would travel around Tehran, running various errands for the khanaqah: making sure the printers were doing their job, buying groceries, going to the bank, and performing numerous other services that were essential for the everyday running of the khanaqah. In doing so, he always attempted to be as frugal as possible. As an example, he avoided taking public transportation as much as possible, traveling on foot except when this was impossible and then taking the bus rather than a taxi, with no thought of the hardship it involved.

Being with Mr. Kobari, everything became a learning experience. One day I received permission to accompany him on an important errand. Given his predilection for avoiding public transportation, I prepared myself for a very long walk. To my surprise, however, he insisted on taking a taxi that day since I was his guest. Noticing my confusion and disappointment, he added: “Sufism is a lack of attachment to anything, even refusing to take a taxi can become an attachment.”

After performing his daily chores, Mr. Kobari would go home each day to have lunch with his wife. Though he rarely invited anyone to his home, he always welcomed those who showed up, and people were always going to his home uninvited in the hope of spending a few minutes with him. I myself often had the honor of going to his home for lunch. We would eat our lunch and then afterwards watch television for half an hour on a small black and white set that he had received as a present from his daughter.

Amazingly, even while watching television, Mr. Kobari couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by a sense of the Divine. One day, for example, we happened to be watching Gunsmoke. (Certain American shows were very popular on Iranian television at the time.) In this particular episode, one of the characters ended up sacrificing his life to save an individual he barely knew. Mr. Kobari was so overwhelmed by the episode that he began to sob very quietly and then, his whole being shaking, he turned to me and in a soft voice said, “This is love, yet I am still so far away from it.” With that, I too began to cry, being totally caught up in Mr. Kobari’s state. Later, after returning home, I realized that this was the difference between a man of God and the rest of us: he perceived Divine beauty where we see only garbage.

For twenty-five years, Mr. Kobari went to the Tehran khanaqah each day from two o’clock in the afternoon until ten o’clock at night, never leaving as long as anyone else was still there. He always took on the hardest and most menial jobs in the khanaqah, setting an example for all the darvishes. During the meeting nights, even though he had given years of service to the khanaqah and earned the highest place of honor, he continued to sit in the entrance room the darvishes would leave their shoes.

The tearoom of the khanaqah where Mr. Kobari always sat and worked during the day became a kind of training school for the darvishes, at least for those darvishes with the awareness to understand what was going on. He would teach by example, offering his services sincerely to all who needed them without ever being asked or expecting anything in return. Though he was in charge of all the khanaqah business, I never heard him order anyone directly. Rather, he would let the darvishes know what needed to be done, what was correct, by his actions, by always being the first to undertake any work, starting the most arduous and unpleasant tasks himself, but never with any trace of pride or self-satisfaction.

At the same time, no task was too small for him if service to another darvish was involved, whoever the darvish and whatever the circumstances. One time, a newly initiated darvish was sitting in the gathering on one of the meeting nights. Mr. Kobari happened to pass by and the darvish, not knowing any better, asked him for tea. A number of darvishes immediately tried to get up to go for the tea in Mr. Kobari’s place, but he told all of them to sit and went for the tea for the newcomer himself.

From the moment Mr. Kobari arrived at the khanaqah until the moment he left, he was constantly busy due to his devotion to the master and the other darvishes, whose well-being he consistently put above his own. The following story, told to me by one of the older darvishes, illustrates this well. This darvish was once staying in the Tehran khanaqah during a particularly cold winter. One night, he saw Mr. Kobari leave the khanaqah at ten o’clock as usual. About two hours later, the darvish still lay awake, being unable to sleep. Suddenly, to his surprise, he noticed Mr. Kobari slipping back into the khanaqah. Puzzled, he watched to see what he was up to. After opening a closet, Mr. Kobari took out a can of kerosene and proceeded to fill the heater in the room where the darvishes slept. Then he departed as silently as he had arrived.

The next day, the darvish asked Mr. Kobari about the previous night. He hesitated for a moment, then explained that after getting home and going to bed, the thought entered his mind that the kerosene heater might be running out of fuel in the room where the darvishes were sleeping and he was afraid it might become too cold and disturb them. As a result, he had gotten up and in the dead of the cold winter night walked all the way back to the khanaqah to make sure that the darvishes would be warm enough. Of course, if it hadn’t been for the darvish seeing him that night, no one would ever have known of this act of selfless kindness. Indeed, who knows how many other times Mr. Kobari performed such acts? They were his life.

Everyone who came in contact with Mr. Kobari, including those who never knew him as a Sufi, could not help but be affected by him in some profound way. He treated everyone with great respect while at the same time managing to be very direct. On one of our many trips together, I accompanied him to the printers where we had to see the man who was in charge of the binding department. He was a middle-aged man who was very fond of Mr. Kobari and who always charged him a fair price for the binding of books.

As usual, Mr. Kobari was very courteous to the man. When we sat down to discuss the cost of the binding for the forthcoming book, he suddenly turned to Mr. Kobari and said, “Please, can this matter wait? I want to ask your opinion concerning a much more serious matter.” He then went on to tell Mr. Kobari that he had decided to become a Sufi and would appreciate it if Mr. Kobari would ask the master about the possibility of him being initiated.

Without hesitation, Mr. Kobari shook his head and told the binder that Sufism was not good for him. Dumbfounded since he knew Mr. Kobari’s devotion to Sufism, the man then asked him how this could be so. “Because,” Mr. Kobari answered, “if you become a Sufi, you will no longer be able to charge us for the binding of our books. Do you think you can give up this money?”

The man lowered his head and fell silent for a long time. Finally, Mr. Kobari broke the silence, saying to him, “If you really want to know the truth, I’ve come to the conclusion that everybody is a Sufi in his or her own way without realizing it. Now let’s talk about the cost of the binding for the book since this matter is much more urgent.” After Mr. Kobari’s death, the binder came to accept the condition he had set down and was initiated into the Path.

Towards the end of his life, Mr. Kobari grew so physically weak that he could barely manage to commute from his home to the khanaqah. Thus, one day the master asked him to move into the khanaqah. Mr. Kobari was overjoyed at the master’s invitation, for moving into the khanaqah had always been his dream. More than once he had told me that the only thing he still wanted from God was to be able to live and die in the khanaqah among the darvishes and near the master.

Needless to say, he was very excited at first about living in the khanaqah. After twenty-five years of going to the khanaqah, he was at last going to be able to live in the place about which he cared so much. Soon, though, he realized it was much easier to commute to the khanaqah each day than to live in it. Living in the khanaqah, he was constantly concerned, sometimes to the point of being obsessed, with the well-being of the darvishes and the state of the khanaqah. Once he moved into the khanaqah, he found that he couldn’t sleep anymore, always feeling obligated to check and double-check everything, such that he soon grew very ill. Eventually the situation became so bad that he asked the master for permission to go home and die in peace. And that is what he did.

On March 23, 1978, a few weeks after returning home, Mr. Kobari died peacefully in bed. Perhaps the most fitting epitaph for him is the description of the disciple provided in The Path by Dr. Nurbakhsh, the master to whom he was so devoted:

      The disciple is a sincere seeker who is freed from all attachments. The disciple longs for God as he or she passes from ‘self’ and takes to the Path not speaking of self. Such a one has no tale to tell about his or her ‘I’ and can never complain about the Beloved.

The disciple is a lover whose heart is languishing and weary. He or she is one who has passed beyond both worlds and become united with the Truth. Such a one seeks God alone, and in his or her words there is only talk of God. The disciple approaches the Beloved and is ensnared by Love. Moment to moment, he or she continually purifies the mirror of the heart from the tarnish of ‘self’, and through the grace of God it shines brilliantly with His light.

 

This article originally appeared in Sufi Journal, Issue 17, Spring 1993.

Abo’l-Hosayn an-Nuri: Qebla of the Lights

by Annemarie Schimmel
(from Sufi Journal, issue 15)

Among the great Sufis of Baghdad, many of whom hailed from Persia, Abo’l-Hosayn an-Nuri occupies a special place. Known to most readers mainly by his slightly controversial attitude toward Abo’l-Qasem al-Jonayd (d. 298/910), Nuri was one of the most attractive figures in Baghdad in the second half of the ninth century. His full name was Ahmad ebn Mohammad al-Baghawi, and his background was Khorasanian. Born about 226/840 (for he still met Dho’n-Nun who passed away in 245/859) he belongs to the ‘second mystical class’ (tabaqa) among the Sufis. Most of his life was spent in Baghdad, although he also lived for some time, it seems, in Raqqa where he, according to ‘Ansari (1968, p, 158), did not talk to anyone for a whole year. “That one attracted by Unity… that qebla of the lights”, as ‘Attar calls him in the Tadhkerat al-awliya, died in Baghdad in 295/907.

The most extensive information about him is given in as-Sarraj’s Ketab al-loma’ fe’t- tasawwof and in al-Kalabadhi’s Ketab at-ta’arrof; both of them quote many sentences and verses ascribed to him. In the case of some of the lovely short poems, however, the question of authorship is not always clear; verses attributed to Hallaj in other sources appear in these books as Nuri’s compositions, and the poem quoted by Sarraj (1914, p. 305) is usually ascribed to Jamil. The brief biographies in as-Solami’s Tabaqat as-sufiya and Abu No’aym’s Helyat al-awliya agree almost verbatim as do the Persian notes in ‘Abdollah ‘An sari’s Tabaqat and Jami’.s Nafahat al-ons which is based on the book of his compatriot ‘Ansari. ‘Attar’s biography – of medium length – elaborates romantically on otherwise briefly mentioned details, and Ruzbehan-e Baqli (1965, p. 95-100) devotes five chapters to Nuri in his Sharh-e shathiyat.

It is claimed that he acquired his surname because “he radiated light when talking;” and as Jami recounted in the Nafahat al-ons, he himself stated: “I looked into the light until I became myself that light” (1957, p. 79). A disciple of Jonayd’s uncle Sari as-Saqati, from whom he transmitted hadith, Nuri underwent hard self-mortification: “Sufism is to leave all pleasures of the lower soul (nafs)” he reportedly remarked, and emphasized the true faqir’s reliance upon God alone. “The true faqir does not think of secondary causes but rests all the time in trust of God (tawakkol)” and “The Sufi knows God through God; he eats, drinks, sleeps, and loves through Him.”

Nuri was very critical of the deterioration of Sufism, and his complaint foreshadows similar words of Hojwiri: “The patched frocks used to be covers for pearls, and they have turned today into dunghills over corpses” (Qoshayri, 1912, p. 50).

Nuri is praised in the biographies for his ithar (preferring others to oneself). “Poverty is to keep quiet when nothing is available, and ithar is to prefer others when something is found,” that is, the true faqir will always give from his meager possessions of food to others. For him, this was a religious duty, for “Sufism consists not of forms and sciences but of good qualities (akhlaq),” he said, probably alluding to the old Sufi adage “Qualify yourselves with God’s qualities” (takhallaqu be-akhlaq Allah), that is, substitute each of your lowly qualities by a praiseworthy one.

Nuri’s emphasis upon ithar is illustrated by his attitude during the trial of the Sufis in 264/877. When the Hanbalite Gholam Khalil denounced the Sufis’ teachings of pure divine love to the authorities, Nuri offered his life for his Sufi brethren. The qadhi (judge), amazed at such generosity, exclaimed: “If these are heretics (zanadeqa) then there is no true monotheist (mowahhed) on the face of the earth.” And the Caliph, impressed by Nuri’s words and actions, acquitted the Sufis.

His self-negating love for others, which is reflected in his prayer to be put into Hell to save others, may have grown from his deep emotional warmth. Nuri considered the intellect to be ‘incapable’ (‘ajez), contrary to the sober and prudent Jonayd whom he accused of having receded into his ‘elm – his religious knowledge – during the inquisition (mehna) – a term unusally applied to the Mu’tazilite persecution of the traditionalist scholars, but here probably used for the trial under Gholam Khalil during which Jonayd preferred to stay away from the Sufis.

“I looked into the light until I became myself that light”

Strange miracles are ascribed to him, although he seems to have been critical of miracles: when the banks of the Tigris joined together to enable him to cross, he swore that he would cross only in a boat (as-Sarraj 1914, p. 325). However most famous is the story that he daringly addressed God to bring out a fish of a certain weight from the Tigris – and he caught the fish, a miracle that induced Jonayd to remark: “It would have been better if a snake would have surfaced to bite him.” (as-Sarraj 1914, p. 327). This story is perhaps exaggerated in order to stress the contrast between Nuri and the Baghdadian leader of whom one of his colleagues said: “If intellect had the shape of a man, it would be Jonayd.”

Given his – may we say ‘anti-intellectual’ – attitude, it seems perfectly natural that Nuri loved sama‘ for “The Sufi is one who listens to sama‘.” Again, his encounter with Jonayd in this connection is well known: when he tried to induce this colleague of his to participate in the whirling, Jonayd only replied with the Koranic verse: “You see the mountains and think them firm, but inside they are like passing clouds” (Koran 27: 90).

That is, the true ‘listener’ is moved only inside his heart, but does not show any traces of his ‘ecstasy’. For Nuri, on the other hand, ecstasy and music were part of his mystical life, and not in vain does Ruzbihan Baqli ask in his threnody on the Sufis (1965, p. 377): “Where is the singing (tarannom) of Nuri?” It fits this picture that Nuri’s death was caused by his running in full ecstasy into a freshly cut reedbed; he died from the wounds on his feet and legs.

His complete surrender to the divine Beloved, which was probably the basis of his extraordinary ecstatic states, seems to have caused ‘Ansari’s remark that “he was more worshipping (a’badu) than Jonayd” – although at times he followed the sobering advice of his colleague. Nuri was seen once weeping bitterly along with a sad old man – who was none else but Iblis – bemoaning his fate.

As Nuri claimed to be a lover (asheq), the Hanbalites declared him a heretic as the word ‘eshq was not permissible to express the relation between man and God in the Arabic language; but for Nuri the term mahabba (from the root that occurs in the Koran 5: 59) denoted a higher stage than ‘eshq, for the ‘asheq, he thought, is kept away, while “Love (mahabba) is to tear the veils and unveil the secrets” (Ruzbehan 1965, p. 100). Later Sufis would reverse the order.

Dangerous seemed his remark, “Deadly poison,” when he heard the mo’adhdhen’s call to prayer, while he answered a dog’s barking with “At Thy service” (Labbayka) (Ruzbehan 1965, p. 96) – with this seemingly impious exclamation he intended to blame a person who performed religious duties for money but understood from the dog’s mouth how every creature praises God. His paradoxical statements and actions were certainly not appreciated by many of his colleagues – he threw a considerable amount of money, which he had just received, into the Tigris instead of using it, as his friends advised him, for pious purposes; but he found even the thought of owning money for a certain time too distracting.

Kalabadhi mentions that Nuri wrote about mystical sciences with symbolic expressions (esharat) (1934, p. 13). But only about two decades ago P. Nwiya (1970 pp. 220 ft) discovered Nuri’s Maqamat al-qolub, a treatise which contains fascinating descriptions of the human heart, that house of God, which is inhabited by the king ‘Certitude’ who is aided by two viziers, ‘Fear’ and ‘Hope’. Such an allegorical interpretation of Koranic terms appears also in his comparison of the heart to a castle with seven ramparts – here he seems to prefigure St. Teresa’s Interior Castle, and Luce Lopez Baralt (1985, ch.4 & 1983) has (convincingly as it seems to me) shown his influences upon the great Spanish Carmelites, Santa Teresa de Avila and San Juan de la Cruz. A very interesting development in the history of Sufism is that the influence of Nuri’s thought was felt down into later times, especially throughout North Africa.

Nuri’s language, called by ‘Attar fine and elegant (latif zarif), is highly poetical and Solami asserts that “there was no better representative of the Sufi path nor anyone with more refined expressions” (Solami 1953, p. 156). Particularly beautiful is his image of the heart as a garden which is either fertilized or destroyed by the divine rain: the rain of grace or the rain of wrath. It is a garden in which laud and gratitude are the odoriferous herbs – images which certainly are echoed in the garden imagery which was to become such an important aspect of Persian mystical and profane poetry alike.

For a modem historian of religion, however, one aspect of Nuri’s thought is in particular attractive. That is how he describes, based on Koranic terms, the way from the external phenomena of religion to its innermost core. Those who have worked with Friedrich Heiler’s immense survey of phenomenology of religion, Wesen und Erscheinungsformen der Religion (Stuttgart 1961), know the German scholar’s attempt to lead his readers through four concentric rings of phenomena and external manifestations of religion into the heart of the heart, the most sacred, unknowable and fathomless Essence. More than a millennium earlier, the Baghdadian Sufi had developed the following stages of understanding:

Sadr, breast, is connected with eslam, according to sura 39: 22.
Qalb, heart, is connected with iman, based on sura 49: 7.
Fo’ad, inner heart, is the seat of ma’refa (intuitive knowledge) as sura 53: 11 indicates, and
Lobb, the innermost kernel of the heart, is connected with tawhid (the essential declaration that God is One), as Nuri understands from the Koran 3: 190.

This sequence perfectly corresponds to Heiler’s schema in which the outward manifestations of religions are seen first, their interiorization and their use as symbolic figures come next, while the intuitive knowledge shows itself in the different reactions of human to the Divine revelation. But the last step, absolute tawhid, is something that is realized only in the darkest cell of the heart where one may find the Divine, the One who cannot be grasped by the hands of intellect but only by faith and love.

It shows Nuri’s ingenuity that he was able to develop this detailed description of the inner journey by relying completely upon the Koranic words. We understand his biographers who called him a ‘truly faithful man’ (saheb al-wafa) and ‘the prince of the hearts’ (amir al-qolub). And it speaks for the deep understanding of Jonayd that he, for all the frictions that may have happened between him and Nuri, deplored his death with the words: “Half of Sufism is gone.”

Notes

1. Professor Vincent Cornell, Duke University, drew my attention to this fact, which I believe has been inadequately surveyed until now.

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Rumi and His Spiritual Guides

from Sufi Journal, Issue 19
by Terry Graham
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“My life can be summed up in three statements: 
I was raw; I was cooked; I was consumed.” 
– Rumi

Where the lives of some masters are studied simply for their teachings, few of the great guides of the Path have left lives so documented that one can trace the individual’s spiritual progress to perfection step by step as Rumi, the chroniclers of whose life have provided us with so palpable an example of how one may proceed. Not only do we have the accounts of contemporaries, or near-contemporaries, like Sepahsalar, Aflaki and Rumi’s own son Soltan Walad, but we even have the vivid experiential descriptions given by both Rumi and his key guide, Shams-e Tabrizi, to give us an insight into his biography.

Rumi’s life may be conveniently divided into five parts, each marked by an association with a figure who was more important to him at the given time than anyone else. The first such person was his father, Baha’o’d-Din Walad; the second, his master in the classical sense of initiator and trainer, Borhano’d-Din Mohaqqeq; the third and most famous, the catalyst of the process of his spiritual realization, Shams of Tabriz; the fourth, the re-solver of his experience with Shams, so that the forces unleashed in the course of his attainment could coalesce, the humble goldsmith, Salaho’d-Din Zarkub; and finally, the fifth, the young companion to whom he addressed his epic work, the Mathnawi, his favored shaikh and designated Successor, Hosamo’d-Din Chalabi.

Mawlana (the Arabic honorific title meaning ‘Our Master’, by which he is affectionately remembered by Persian and Turkish Sufis) Jalalo’d-Din Mohammad Rumi1 or Balkhi2, was born on 30 September 1207 in a city with ancient antecedents. Founded by Alexander the Great, Baikh served, upon the dissolution of the conqueror’s empire, as the capital of the Graeco-Bactrian kingdom, surviving in the region after other Greek dominions had been retaken by Iranian peoples. When the city was eventually reclaimed by the natives of the district, it was converted to Buddhism, the religion which dominated the area of what constitutes Afghanistan today, ruled in the early centuries A.D. by the Iranian Kushans, a Buddhist dynasty based in Kabul.

With the Islamic conquest in the seventh century, the mystical tradition of the Buddhist legacy merged into both the popular culture and the Sufism of the region, as the tale of Ebrahim ebn Adham (d. 778) indicates, where this Sufi of the first generation after the Prophet was recounted to be, like the Buddha, a prince who abandoned his wealth and power to travel a path of asceticism, and where a later wali of the area, Emam Redha’, became known as the ‘Protector of the Gazelle’, with the legend of the Buddha’s saving of a deer from a hunter’s arrow came to be ascribed to him. Further more, the descendants of the line of Barmak, the priestly maintainers of the principal pagoda of the town, Nowba-kht Bahar, on being converted to Islam, became ministers to wield a weighty influence in the Persianized Abbasid caliphate in Baghdad, bringing sympathy for both Persian culture and mystical sensibility to the court of the most powerful government in the Islamic world during the eighth-through-thirteenth centuries, the age of the formation of both Islamic culture and Sufism.

Rumi’s father, Baha’o’d-Din Mohammad Walad ebn Hosayn Khati-bi Balkhi (d. 1231), was acclaimed the most prestigious of the theologians of the city, the soltano’l-‘olema’ (‘king of scholars’). At the same time, his professional distinction was enhanced by his apparent position as a shaikh of Najmo’d-Din Kobra (d. 1220), founder of the Kobrawiya Order, whose center was near Khiva, the capital of the Khwarazmshahs, the rulers who captured Baikh a year before Rumi’s birth and made it the southernmost part of their domain.

When, as the result of a provocative act on the part of the Khwa-razmshah, the Mongols invaded the kingdom of Khwarazm, Baha’o’d-Din gathered his family together and set out for Mecca, pressing ahead of the Mongol advance. Stopping at the Khorasanian metropolis of Nishapur on the way, he visited the great Sufi shaikh and poet, Farido’d-Din ‘Attar (d. 1221), to whom he presented his son, now aged 13. The poet presented the lad a copy of his mystical epic in rhyming couplets (mathnawi), the Asrdr-nama (‘Book of Mysteries’) and told the father, ‘Make haste’. This boy of yours is going to set the consumed of the world on fire!” (Dowlatshah 1901, p. 193)

Once the family had performed the rites of the holy places, in the Hijaz, Baha’o’d-Din decided to head northward for the great cities of Syria, cultural centers far from the Mongol fury, as his hometown was being ravaged and razed to the ground. Stopping briefly in Damascus and Aleppo, he was invited to take a position of theological instruction in the town of Laranda (present-day Karaman in Turkey), taking him over the Taurus Mountains to the Seljuq Turkish sultanate of Rum. The year was 1225 and Rumi, not yet 18, was married to Gawhar Khatun, the daughter of Khwaja Lala Samarqandi. There was born Rumi’s most distinguished son, Soltan Walad, shaikh and prolific author, and ultimately successor to Hosamo’d-Din Chalabi in the Maw-lawi initiatic chain, as well as being perhaps the most important source of intimate material on his father’s life.

The distinction of the scholar and mystic, Baha’o’d-Din Walad, came to be known to the enlightened ruler of the sultanate, ‘Ala’o’d-Din Kayqobad (r. 1219-38) and his equally inspired minister, Mo’ino’d-Din Parwana (d. 1276), a Persian from the region of Daylam on Iran’s Caspian Sea coast. He was invited to reside in the capital, Konya, which was becoming a center for refugees from Khorasan and Tran-soxiana, like Najmo’d-Din Razi, author of the Mersdd al- ‘ebdd, the Sufi’s handbook of the day, as well as prominent figures from other regions, such as Fakhro’d-Din ‘Eraqi, the poet and master, who, like Baha’o’d-Din, had traveled up from the Hijaz, though he had settled for a time in Egypt before proceeding to Syria and Anatolia.

Indeed, there was a vital connection between Konya and the two great cities of Syria, as the relationship between the gnostic theosopher Mohye’d-Din ebn ‘Arabi and his son-in-law and prime expounder of his school in Persian, Sadro’d-Din of Konya, a future friend of Rumi, was to indicate. Rumi himself was to maintain a constant association with Damascus and Aleppo, where he pursued advanced studies and came to know such Sufi luminaries as the Kobrawi master Sa’do’d-Din Hamuya, author of important texts, the Persian poet Awhado’d-Din Kermani and the theosopher Qotbo’d-Din Shirazi. It was in 1228 that Baha’o’d-Din settled with his family in Konya, and Rumi, now 21, was to spend the rest of his life there. When his father died three years later, he succeeded him as the leading theologian of the capital at the youthful age of 24, already a personage of considerable weight and prestige. In fact, his importance as an issuer of judicial decisions (fatwd) was such that he is cited as an establisher of legal precedent in the law books of the Sunni Hanafi school of Islam. As with the majority of Persian Sufis of the day, he was associated with the Ash’arite school of theology.

Rumi’s authority was not only in the exoteric law, but also in the mystical theology in which his father had brought him up, the principles of which are expounded in Baha’o’d-Din ‘s book Ma ‘aref (‘Gnostic Cognitions’), a field in which Rumi was to prove his own expertise in his philosophical work, Fihe mafihe. All of this was testimony to Rumi’s monumental intellect. However, his era of pre-eminence in matters of the law, the shari’at, and of theology through the intellect alone was about to be expanded into the manifold realms of higher consciousness, for soon a former disciple of his father in Baikh was to appear on the scene. The year was 1231. The first period of Rumi’s life, that of guidance by his father, had come to an end, and the second, that of discipleship to Borhano’d-Din Mohaqqeq Termedhi (d. 1240), was to begin.

Borhano’d-Din had traveled south from his native Termedh to Baikh to be initiated by Baha’o’d-Din. When the latter left on his journey west, he returned home briefly. Then he joined the exodus from the Mongol depredations. By the time he arrived in Konya, he was already a master in his own right and able to initiate his master’s son and to undertake the work of guiding him to the end of the Sufi Path. Rumi’s initiation by Borhano’d-Din also marked the beginning of his departure from the stage of ‘being raw’ and introduction to the process of becoming ‘cooked’.

Having mastered all that the traditional educational system had to offer, and reached the heights of professional attainment that most men of his day aspired to by middle age, Rumi was now ready to turn to the inward quest in earnest. Borhano’d-Din reinforced his father’s teachings and committed him to a regime of work on himself (mojahadat) and ascetic discipline (riyadhat), including a series of chellas (‘forty-day retreats’), with austere exercises and constant recitations of litanies (awrad) which he prescribed. This period lasted eight years. When Borhano’d-Din completed his work of bringing Rumi to perfection, making him ‘cooked’, he proceeded to appoint his successor, Salaho’d-Din Zarkub, a goldsmith in Konya bazaar, then he left Konya, going eastward to Kaiseri, where he died, the year being 1240.

Rumi’s experience with Borhano’d-Din and his feeling for this master who brought him to the end of the Path is reflected in the advice he was later to give to Sufis in the Mathnawi:

Become cooked
     and transcend fluctuation;
Go become light,
     like Borhan Mohaqqeq.
When you’re released from self,
  you’ve truly become
     Borhan3,
For in declaring yourself
     a slave, you become a king. 

(Rumi, 1975, II 1319-20)

The second period of Rumi’s life did not end with his master’s death. Where he might have gone naturally to Zarkub as his master at this point, a cataclysmic event occurred to him, directing him to another master. Although he was to carry on for another four years following the spiritual teachings bequeathed to him by Borhano’d-Din, all this was to be shattered in October of 1244, when the most influential figure in his life arrived in Konya. This personage was Shamso’d-Din Mohammad ebn ‘Ali ebn Malek-dad Tabrizi. As Aflaki recounts the background of Shams’ arrival:

At the beginning of the Path, he had become a disciple of Shaykh Abu Bakr Tabrizi the Basket-weaver (sella-baf); at the end, having completed his traversal of the Path (sayr-o soluk) and realized perfections and states beyond the perception of those who truly perceive, he set out in search of a most perfected one who was of the highest of the perfect masters capable of bringing others to perfection (afdhal-e mokammalan-e mo-kammel). (Aflaki 1983, p. 615)

Before Rumi arrived. Shams had turned down applicants of stature such as Awhado’d-Din Kermani, whom he told, “You don’t have the capacity to follow me.” When the latter insisted that he did. Shams challenged him to drink wine with him in public in the busiest part of town, then to bring him the finest wine available, then at least to sit with him while he drank wine. When Awhad confessed that he was incapable of acceding to each of these behests in turn. Shams bellowed in his face:

Stay clear of the men!… Accept the fact that you do not have the necessary capacity, that you lack the strength of God’s elect. So, you are not cut out for discipleship to me. You are not up to it. You must be ready to trade all the desires of the world for a cup of wine, and this is the work of the men of the field, the work of one who would have known that I am not looking for just any old disciple. I accept only a master, and not just any master, but a realized perfect master. (Ibid.,, p. 617)

The circumstances of their meeting were almost casual. Though Shams had seen Rumi several years before in the bazaar of Damascus, the younger man was still engaged in his educational formation, so the time had not been ripe. Now, on the day at hand, Rumi was out riding with a group of leading scholars. Coming out of the courtyard of the college maintained by the Cotton Merchants’ Guild, they were proceeding past the Confectioners’ Caravanserai, when Shams, who had been sitting in front of the hostel, leapt up and seized the bridle of Rumi’s horse, crying, “0 leader of the Muslims! Was Bayazid greater or Mohammad?”

The question, which rift Rumi’s being like a bolt of lightning, was only the ostensible catalyst causing, as he later recounted, “the seven heavens to be sundered from one another and crash to the earth and a mighty fire to blaze up from my bowels to my brain, whence I saw smoke issuing up to the very Divine Throne” (ibid., p. 619). The substance of the question had less to do with the relative states of Bayazid and the Prophet than with the nature of Rumi as a Sufi proceeding beyond his former degree of realization. Shams’ answer was that Mohammad was greater because, where Bayazid was content with the cup of perfection, the Prophet constantly thirsted to penetrate the mysteries ever more deeply, but Shams was simply using their expressions—respectively, “Glory be to Me!” and “I have not known You as You deserved to be known”—as symbols illustrating the point he was making to Rumi and to all who had ears to hear, that they might understand the stature of the man whose further development he was taking in hand. He was, in effect, by implication associating Rumi with the likes of Bayazid and the Prophet. To demonstrate that by his example Shams was concerned with Rumi’s state rather than Bayazid’s, one need only look at a statement in another context indicating that Bayazid could be as insatiable as the Prophet when, rather than being surfeited like others, he cried the Koranic query: “Is there more?” (Koran L: 30)

As Shams himself described his relationship with Rumi in his Maqalat: (‘Discourses’): “I came to Mawlana. The first condition of this was that I did not come as a master. God has not brought onto the earth one who could be Mawlana’s master, and he could be no human being. Neither am I one who could be a disciple. I have passed that stage.” He went on to say that he had come primarily as a friend, to bring peace, to bring a resolution between the inward and the outward being. “Now I am Mawlana’s friend, and I know certainly that Mawlana is a wali (‘friend’) of God” (Shams 1990, vol. II, pp. 179-80).

Indeed, rather than being a master in the classical sense of a Borhan Mohaqqeq, Shams was more a catalyst releasing energies in an already perfected master. Up to then Rumi’s path had been a sober one, governed by reason; now it was to become awash with drunkenness, driven by love. Henceforth, the sedate professor and magistrate was to turn into a wayward-seeming drunken qalandar, violating every sort of convention, to the very depths of abject disgrace. As Rumi himself described his state in a quatrain addressed to Shams:

I was an ascetic;
     you made me a lyricist,
you made me the life of
     the party,
you made a wine-seeker.
You saw me sedate,
     a pillar of the faith;
you made me the sport
     of the neighborhood children.

(Rumi 1963, p.289, 1716)

Up to this time Rumi had maintained the gravity of demeanor of one who had attained the highest degrees of proficiency in both the exoteric and the esoteric sciences, guiding others in his dual capacity of judge/teacher on the social plane and master in the Sufi domain. It was Shams’ injection of love which brought the transition from the plane of being ‘cooked’ to the third state of becoming ‘consumed’, ‘burnt up’. The catalyst, Shams, had himself had several masters, including the aforementioned Abu Bakr Sella-baf, but he had gone far beyond them. In fact, his most distinguished master Aflaki says, “That master Abu Bab-enjoyed intoxication from God but lacked that sobriety which comes after it” (Aflaki 1983, p. 618), whereas Shams had gone well beyond even that, having become what Sepahsalar calls the “Pole of all beloveds” (qotb-e hama-ye ma’shuqdn) (Schimmel 1975, p. 20). While Shams’ arrival and comportment in Konya had all the appearance of the casual incidence of the footloose vagabond, the man made it clear that he had come expressly for the sake of Rumi.

Schimmel describes Shams as “perhaps in his late forties, overwhelming, like a burning sun, or a wild lion” (ibid.). In response to this personage the grave judge and thoughtful scholar suddenly spouted poetry where he had never composed a line before, becoming a maldmati (‘incurrer of blame’), a crazy la obdii (‘devil-may-care’) lover, unashamedly attached to this reprehensible man—to the shocked disbelief of not only the society of his straitlaced peers but even of his devoted disciples. Where once his teaching had served to support the law and the conventional practice of religion, he now brazenly assailed the conventions of religion and social life in the sort of terms he later used in the Mathnawi:

However much your intellect
     goes soaring up,
your bird of following convention
     feeds below.
You must become a dunce
     from this wisdom;
you must clap your hands and
     frolic in madness.
Take heed from whatever you
     see bringing gain;
drink poison and throw out
     the water of life.
I cultivated prudent intellect;
     henceforth, I’ll give myself over to folly.

(Rumi 1975, II 2326, 2328-29, 2332)

As Rumi’s son Soltan Walad poetically reported the encounter in alter years:

Love made the’ worthy judge a poet;
the erstwhile ascetic became besotted
He had quaffed not the’ wine of the grape;

his soul had imbibed the vintage of light.

(Homa’i 1983, p. 23)

On meeting Shams, Rumi was infused with the wine of light, but it was the fire of love, infected by Shams’ presence, which set the brew a-boil, unleashing the power which drove him forward into the realms of transcendent consciousness. “Love boils the wine of realization,” as the Mathnawi puts it(Rumi 1975, III 4742).

For love is the driving force on the higher path, as Rumi explains:

When you seek out the grace-bestowed success,
wine’s the water of life, the body an ewer.
When the wine expands this success,
its impact makes the ewer smash.

(Ibid., 4743-44)

Once this happens, says Rumi, the “water turns into Cupbearer, as well as turning drunk” (ibid., 4745):

The Cupbearer’s a ray absorbed in the brew;
the brew simmers up and dances up hot.
Now ask the one affected if he’s seen such a brew
It needs no cogitation to know that within each
mental knower lies the potential to be stirred to such a boiling

(Ibid., 4746-48)

In these words Rumi summarized the experience of what occurred to him when he was first charged by Shams and launched on the path through love. For the yet-to-be-perfected disciple, the force of love would burn away any consciousness of self, any tendency to try to know the objects of mystical cognition through the mind, all this being consumed by the holocaust of love, which heats the lifeblood of the wine of connection to the point where it surges through the individual consciousness, obliterating all awareness of anything but the Divine Object. Expressed in the Mathnawi:

Faith comes through love,
bringing inward attraction,
The capacity to receive 
God’s light, 0 Aaron.

(Ibid., H 2601)

One’s love is the fire
     that bums away doubt;
The light of day sweeps
     away all mental notion.

(Ibid., 2332)

For Rumi, as one already advanced on the path, the one already divested of self-consciousness, the injection of love simply served to kindle the light within him into an all-consuming fire. Having already transcended the highest degree of knowledge, he was now to attain the highest degree of experience. Thus Aflaki quotes Rumi making a three-degree comparison between the ordinary knower, the gnostic and the mani-fester, placing himself at the pinnacle of this spectrum, in this statement: “The exoteric scholars understand the Prophet’s statement (akhbdr), and the reverend master Shamso’d-Din understands the Prophet’s mysteries (asrdr), while I manifest the Prophet’s lights (anwar)” (Aflaki 1983, p. 614).

Rumi’s high station with relation to Shams is further indicated in a quote from Shams by Aflaki: “I had a master in Tabriz named Abu Bakr. I experienced many spiritual realms through him, but there was something in me that my master did not see, that no one had seen. In the state of our relationship, my reverend patron Mawlana saw it” (ibid., pp. 679-80). This indicates the deep degree of intimacy in their relationship.

If people, including Rumi’s own disciples, wondered at the seemingly peculiar relationship between the once austere and revered jurisprudent and master, now become an uninhibited ecstatic, they could hardly be blamed for not being privy to what was going on inwardly between him and his guide of the moment, in whom he was so absorbed. The disciples’ jealousy, from their living quarters in the khanaqah, of Shams’ monopolization of their master, was exacerbated by Rumi’s eviction of them to make room for him. Their hostility ultimately put Shams to flight (Shams-e Tabriz, 1990, vol. I, p. 351), once in 1245 when he was found in Damascus, and finally again in 1247, when he disappeared altogether, thus sparking off seven years of Rumi’s wandering confounded, witless, frenzied, seeking the one with whom he had developed such an affection. He began by searching the city of Damascus for several months to no avail.

As in his second period with Borhano’d-Din, this era of Rumi’s spiritual life involved an aftermath of absence after the physical departure of his guide, but whereas the former absence had brought consolidation, this one yielded only disruption and consternation. By the account of his son Soltan Walad, it was only when he had reached the extreme of anguish in his fruitless outward search for Shams (in 1254) marked by his return from a second trip to Damascus, that the breakthrough came and in establishing his relationship with Salaho’d-Din Zarkub, he came to discover Shams transformed into Salaho’d-Din (Wal-ad-ndma, cited in Homa’i 1983, p. 1046).

Thenceforth, Rumi’s life was consecrated to samd’ (‘musical audition’) in the fullest sense, with dance and song and the joyous shouting of mantraic litanies (dhekr-e jali). Out of this period burst forth the ecstatic lyrics now collected in the Diwdn-e Shams, uttered in the name of his spiritual alter ego, but presented as the takhallos (‘the pen-name’).

Shams had released Rumi’s dormant consciousness, granting him an understanding which was to take him well beyond the catalyst. In order for this release of forces to take place, the power of his being had to be completely welded together with Rumi’s for a time. As he had declared, “I want you the way you are. I want you needy; I want you hungry; I want you thirsty as pure water seeks out one who is thirsty out of its very grace and munificence” (Shams-e Tabrizi 1990, vol. I, p. 287).

Shams had been called ‘the Bird’ (paranda) by the Sufis of Tabriz because of his reputation of being able to travel between two points on earth in an instant (tayyo’l-ardh), according to Aflaki (1983, p. 615), indicating the power of command and influence which Soltan Walad alleged that he possessed, whereby he could make all impossible things possible (Walad-ndma, cited in Homa’i 1983, p. 1040). Perhaps it was only one of such power who could have exerted spiritual influence (tasarrof) upon the heart of such an advanced gnostic as Rumi. As Ansari (d. 1089), the Master of Herat, describes the dynamics of such an encounter: “In experiencing theopha-ny, one must be afire, so that one’s experiencing may become consumed. When a consumed one meets a consumed one, they become conjoined. When he meets one afire, he goes higher. This is no fire to melt just any wax, nor can such a lover be perceived by just any eye” (Ansari 1968, p. 132).

Once the release from consternation and grief of separation had come and resolution began to take place, Rumi was able to seek solace in the company of the humble goldsmith, Salaho’d-Din Zarkub, who had already been a third party privy to many of Rumi’s meetings with Shams. As Borhano’d-Din’s shaikh and successor, he was also connected intimately with the will of Rumi’s perfecting master. In the shade of the calm of the older man, Rumi experienced a quenching of the searing fire of his yearning, a balm for the ache of his longing for the corporeal Shams. It was over the course of nearly a decade, marking the fourth period of Rumi’s spiritual life, that the spirit of Shams became fully integrated into his being. It was during this time that the fever which generated the ghazals in the name of Shams gradually ebbed and finally subsided, to be replaced by the tranquil wisdom which led to his composition of the Mathnawi, in which the insights of his father, expressed in the Ma ‘dref, could be reflected, now enriched by the expansion of his own awareness (Foruzanfar 1974, intro., pp. yb-kt).

What was essentially happening in this period, in the tranquillity of association with Salaho’d-Din was, according to Soltan Walad, that the spirit of Shams was becoming transformed in Rumi: That Sun of the Faith4 declared,

“I said I’d return;
I was dormant.”
He changed his garments and then returned
displaying his beauty with graceful gait.
When you drink the wine of the soul from a bowl,
it is more than having atorrent in a cup.

(Homa’i 1983, p. 1046)

When Salaho’d-Din died in 1263, Rumi entered the fifth and final period, that of association with a younger man Hosamo’d-Din Hasan ebn Mohammad Akhi Tork Chalabi, (d. 1284), whose father’s name indicated that he had been a member of a Turkish chivalrous organization of the type which, infused with Sufi principles, provided service to the local community. In humility and fidelity, Hosamo’d-Din personified the ideal of selfless devotion. It was with his encouragement that Rumi began to compose the Mathnawi, addressed in various places to Hosam himself, who performed the role of amanuensis, recording every couplet as it fell from the master’s lips. Rumi’s period with Hosam corresponded to that passed with Salaho’d-Din in duration, a near-decade, this time terminating not with his associate’s death, but with his own.

Even as the spirit of Shams implanted in Rumi ‘changed its garb’ to take the shape of Salaho’d-Din, so the process continued with Hosam, as Soltan Walad points out in his Walad-ndma (cited in Homa’i, p. 124). Schim-mel traces the poetic indications of this process of transformation in Rumi’s expressions, beginning with the ghazal which Soltan Walad says Rumi composed when he appointed Hosam as his successor (khalifa) where, instead of ‘Shamso’d-Din’ or ‘Shamso’1-Haqq, the takhallos reads ‘Dhia’o’l-Haqq’ (‘Splendor of God’ in place of ‘Sun of God’), as a titulary prelude to the name ‘Hosamo’d-Din’, who is invoked in this concluding line as the addressee of the poem (Schimmel 1975, p. 239).

In another, perhaps slightly earlier ghazal, after stating that the “Canopus of Shams-e Tabrizi no longer shines in Yemen” (ibid.), where the prominent star named symbolizes the sign of the Beloved and the land named, the abode of the Beloved, Rumi states,

Splendidly, Hosamo ‘d-Din,
  God’s Splendor, testify!
No eye, no guardian alert, is
  able to perceive that
     splendor!  (Ibid.)

While Salaho’d-Din had been praised time and again in ghazals with a takhallos referring to Shams, even if by the Persian version of the Arabic shams, namely, aftab (‘sun’), (Rumi 1976, ode 1210, 1. 12875), and invoked in the first verse as the ‘Recourse at the end of time’, it was left to Hosamo’d-Din, the favored disciple, to actually assume to the full status of Beloved in the takhallos, as in this concluding line:

0 King Hosamo’d-Din of Ours,
0 glory of all the friends of
     God,
0 one through whom souls
     gain cognition,
the drunken ones salute you!

(Ibid, ode 533, 1. 5684)

Thus, the final change of garment had taken place: where Hosamo’d-Din had grown to spiritual maturity under Rumi’s’ own mastership and where Shams had taken Rumi to empyrean realms, Hosam was needed to bring him back to carry out his worldly functions until his time for release from earthly bonds, which took place on 17 December 1273.

Notes

 1. For ‘Rum’, the Islamic name for Anatolia, was where Jalalo’d-Din spent most of his life and where he died.

2. Baikh is the town of his birth in modern-day Afghanistan.

3. A play on words. ‘Borhan Mohaqqeq’ means ‘Borhan the Realized One’.

4. ‘Shamso’d-Din’, though here in the Persi-anized form of ‘Shams-e Din’.

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