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 Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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ذكرتك والحجيج لهم ضجيج, بمكة والقلوب لها وجيب
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ولأرضنا جآء النبي مهاجرا
وبأرضنا النصر العزيز المقبل
تحكي الوالدة الراحلة الحاجة القسيمة بنت المكي ود حاج الصديق أنها ظلت لزمان تتعلّق تعلقا غريبا بزيارة النبي في ارض الحجاز.. تحملها أشواق لها ضجيج وهي في حجها لتلك البقاع الطاهرة كل عام.. يزداد وجيب قلبها كلما "بف" قطارها "نفسه" وهي في درب التوّله لزيارة الحبيب الأعظم .. يغمرها حال وها هي سواكن قد لاحت للأفق ويزداد الحال حتى يطغى وقد بان لها "المحصب من منى" وهكذا وهكذا حال من الشوق غامر يسوقها لحال من الوجد، لحال من الصب وهكذا..
ثم أن قد ساقها الله فضلا منه ومنة لسوح الأستاذ محمود العامرة فتتلمذت عليه ... ثم يأتي حج فتزمع سفرا ويكون لها ما تريد ... تبحث عن أشواقها تلك، وعن وجيبها ذاك وعن وجدها والتوّله فلا تجد .. سواكن هي سواكن ومزدلفة هي مزدلفة ولكن اين ذلكم الطعم؟؟!! أين تلكم الروح؟؟!! أين ذياك الوجيب؟؟!!
ما بال الليالي قد اصبحن طوالا عليها في منزل كانت تجد فيه ما تجد؟؟ ما بالها وقد حملها شوق غير الشوق الذي كانت تألف لإستبطاء ايام بقاءها بتلك الديار التي كانت تألف ذات يوم فغدت تستوحش؟؟؟
ثم لاحت سواكن بعد دهر دهير!! ثم عاد وجيب وعادت أشواق لها ضجيج ... "أين من عينيّ هاتيك .... " تلك "عروس روض" لا تبد زينتها الا لمن نودي
ومن نودي أتاها
فطوبى لأمى حاجة القسيمة
(عدل بواسطة عبدالله عثمان on 06-18-2012, 10:38 AM)
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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جنايا"ن" طنب فوق خالو
العم الأستاذ علي لطفي عبدالله، تلبسه حال غامر، وهو أمر لا تجد منه فكاكا في حضرة الأستاذ محمود، فأنشأ قصيدة طويلة مطلعها
ورحكا معاي عبيت سفرا للصافي تمام روحو وبدنا
وتستمر القصيدة، وهي بالعامية السودانية، في التعبير عن سامي القيم التي يرى ويحس ويعيش، في ذلك الكنف الرحيب الى أن يقول:
أبو محمد الحبو سكن في قلوب فرسان ليهو بتركن
في تعليقه على هذا الدفق علق الأستاذ محمود قائلا عن القصيدة وعن قائلها (جنايا طنب فوق خالو)
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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(لا تنشغل بغير "الطريق")
قام من نومو ولقى كومو
يا بختو
كنت طفل في حوالي العاشرة من عمري. كنت متعلّقا بمجلة الصبيان. ذات يوم وانا خارج بالمجلة من المكتبة أقلب صفحاتها بشغف، وسط شارع عام يموج بالحركة ... فجأءة أشعر بيد حانية علي رأسي وثمة رجل يقول لي: (لا تنشغل بغير "الطريق")....فهمت انه يريد تنبيهي للحركة والزحمة.... في المساء طلبت مني والدتي بان أرافقها لأمر ما بحي المدنيين، عند أقاربنا آل سعيد الطيب شايب، ذهبت، فإذا بذات الرجل وأمي تطلب مني مصافحته، ففعلت...صافحني بحراره واجلسني بالقرب منه.....ثم طلب من أحدهم، جالس الى جواره، نسخة من كتاب طريق محمد وأهداها لي
ومن ديك وعيك...
(لا تنشغل بغير "الطريق")
الشخص الجالس جوار الأستاذ محمود كان هو الراحل المقيم الأخ جمعة حسن الذّي جئنا على سيرته في الحديث عن يونس الدسوقي عليه الرحمة
بتصرّف من ذكريات مهدي عمر الحسين... والدته أمنا آمنة بنت الفيل وهم من قرية القضيضيم - قرب حوش أبكر - شقيقه الأمين عمر الحسين من أبكار الجيل الثاني من الجمهوريين .. كان الأمين ممن يتولون كتابة محاضرات الأستاذ محمود - قبل دخول أجهزة التسجيل - وكان يكتبها بسرعة الكلام - عمل الأمين لفترة بالأبيض ثم رحل للعاصمة .. شقيقهم الجمهوري الآخر عبدالرحمن عمر الحسين من معلمي اللغة الإنجليزية المتميزين، أنتدب لليمن ويعمل حاليا بود مدني .. عمل مهدي لفترة ببنك الإدّخار بود مدني ثم تفرغ لعمل خاص بالعاصمة
التحايا للأخ د. النذير رمضان الذي أمدنا بالقصة العجيبة
(عدل بواسطة عبدالله عثمان on 07-04-2012, 06:10 AM)
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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رغم إنو عنوان البوست لفت نظري شديد ـ وأداني إحساس بأن البوست فيه ثمرة
لكن كل يوم أنط من هنا لهنا ـ ويعتر البوست وأنا أنط منو
أها الليلة قلت والله إلأ أدخل أشوف ناس سبانا الشريف ديل
فرد دخلة أنا ساعة ونص ما قادر أتفكا من جمال البوست دا
في الأول بديت أقرأ من أخر صفحة ـ فلما لقيت المسألة جميلة ـ والوجبة دسمة شديد
قلت هو يا ود البصير ـ تجمد كل حاجة وتبدأ من جديد
وبالفعل بديت من جديد من أول صفحة
ولو ما كملت الـ 9 صفحات ما بقيق ـ لكن أكملا متين
ما بقدر أحدد
لك كل تحية الود والتقدير ـ العزيز د. عبد الله عثمان
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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اكتب النص هنا
سأضع ترجمة عربية - غير رسمية - لهذا النص البديع، المفعم بالروح من د. أحمد المصطفى المبارك
I apologise profusely for writing this is in English. The reason for using the English language is that I haven’t got Arabic software. However Abdalla Osman has kindly translated it to Arabic so it would not be as boring as it is in English.
MEETING ALUSTAZ WAS ALL I NEEDED
I have read and listened to a lot of Brothers stories of how they were first convinced to take Alfikra as a way of life. The more I read about this, the more I become convinced that I am a simple person and my story is equally not sophisticated. Abdallah Osman (husband of Nazeeha Mohammed Alhassan) would describe it as: “Zai gisas alhaboabat!!”
Undoubtedly, I became a Republican Brother by just meeting Alustaz…. without reading or discussing anything with him or about him with anybody else!!! I am quite aware this sounds very strange to some people, but that is exactly what has happened…
It was Annour Hassan Sied Ahmed who gave me the opportunity to see Alustaz and it was Annour again who gave me the “nudge” I needed, to stand straight in the line of the Republican Brotherhood.
I was one of the students of Wadi Saydena High School who were relocated to Rufaa High School after Nemeri took over power in 1969 and our school was transferred to a military academy and all students were relocated to other schools across the country. I was a boarder in Rufaa High school, but I used to go regularly to visit Annour Hassan’s family in the weekends.
Annour Hassan’s family and my family were old friends, well before that. Some twelve years earlier, Alkhair, (Annour’s elder brother) who was a teacher in Lutfi School, took my elder brother (Hassan) to stay with them during school time so my brother could attend Lutfi School because we lived in Alhasaheesa (across the Blue Nile) at that time. That how our families came together.
Austaz Khalid Alhaj was our History teacher, in Rufaa High School. I never liked History, as a subject, but I loved his lessons…. I always felt that he is “different” from the rest of our teachers. I didn’t know what was different about him, but I felt there is something “unusual” about him…nothing more than a normal student teacher contact has happened between us.
Up to then, I haven’t read or heard of Alustaz or the Republican Brothers.
I remember when I first saw Alustaz, it was in Madani in 1971 (I was seventeen years old); Annour Hassan took me with him from Rufaa to attend a day activity of Republicans. Alustaz was sitting at the head of the gathering I sat with Annour far away from where Alustaz was sitting. The talk was about repentance, I can clearly recall. When the meeting ended, Annour took me to Alustaz and I shook his hand, amongst a big crowd of people, I was very impressed by just doing that. I felt I needed to see him again… I didn’t have any plan or idea how to do that, but this was how I felt. I carried on with my life and the years passed by till I saw him once more.
It was 1973 when I went with one of Annour’s sisters, Sakeena Hassan, because she needed company to travel from Khartoum North Hospital to visit Alustaz in Althowra. Sakeena came to the hospital with other members of her family to visit a relative who I also came to visit. I remember I thought to myself this is a chance to see Alustaz again!! We took a taxi straight to Alustaz house, it was midday and Alustaz room curtains were drawn. Sakeena asked me to sit and wait in a big sitting room (Alsaloon). Not long time had passed till she came and told me I could come in his room. Once I entered his room I was overwhelmed by a strong feeling of peace and happiness, the feeling was so intense that I continue to experience it whenever I recall that moment!! There was scent wood burning, the room quietly lit because the curtains were drawn, as it was very bright hot sunshine. Alustaz was sitting in a bed facing the door, once I came in, he gently shook my hand while Sakeena was introducing me. Alustaz eyes pass through mine, straight to my heart, and I felt as if Alustaz gave me a warm long hug. I remember my feeling was of a young child who has been lost for a very long time and suddenly found himself at home… “This is where I belong, this is where I am going to stay”… “I have just found happiness in a scale beyond my imagination”…my mind continued to wander pleasantly.
Alustaz asked me; which part of Sudan my parents originally come from and other questions which I can’t remember or even recall their subject. However, I can clearly remember that I continued to enjoy the pleasurable feeling of overwhelming peace. I was given a lemon drink and sweets, which I drank and ate like a three year old…. I didn’t say much and Alustaz didn’t lead me to further conversations. Alustaz just left me to sit like a peaceful, happy and contented child. To my disappointment Sakeena asked if we could be allowed to go back to the hospital, as she had to catch up with the rest of the family. Alustaz ordered a taxi for us and we left. But my heart never left, I was glued to him since then. I never wanted to be just one of his students I wanted to be more than that!!! I remember thinking; “you follow people but this is not just a person!! It is not enough just to follow him.”
At the beginning of the first term of my first year at the university (1973), I went straight to meet the Republican Brothers, in the university (Khartoum University) main building. Deep in my heart, I felt that was not what I wanted…. When I met them; they were humbly dressed and obviously they didn’t take much interest in their appearance, but they were well spoken and thoughtfully lead their closed discussions. I refused to accept the link between being with Alustaz and being part of a group. I found it difficult to be part of an organised group, because I feared “giving up my freedom to some guys to tell me what to do”. I always hated being in “organisations” because of fear of institutionalisation. I had had never been a member of any organised group before. So I thought to myself that I can be with Alustaz and “Jamhoori” but not necessarily with “these guys”, so I kept my distance from them while I continued to visit Alustaz regularly, considering myself a “Jamhoori” (maybe I was!!!).
It was Annour Hassan again, who broke the mould and got me into “the organisation” to become part of the Republican Brotherhood Movement;
It was the university summer holiday 1974 and there was a meeting, in one of Brothers Houses, to organise a book distribution mission (Hamlat Keetab wa Hamalt dawaa). Everyone who wanted to join the mission (wafd) put his name forward…suddenly, without telling me or even giving me a hint, Annour Hassan put my name forward for the “wafd”. Unprepared, I found myself joining a group of my fellow Republican university students in the book distribution mission around the east of Sudan; Atbara, Port Sudan, Kasala and Algadarif. The mission “wafd” was lead by Ahmed Dali and other members of alwafd were; Mahmoud Ihaimir, Bashier Ali Hammad, Khlid Mohammed Alhassan, Siddig Dali, Omer Algarrie, Habeeb Allah bakheet, Bashier Ali Mohammed, Abdalgadir Abdurrahman and Hisham, Abd Almalik.
From that very long and enjoyable wafd I accepted been “organised”. I felt I have formed a strong relationship (I am not saying friendship, as it is more than that) with my fellow students as well as the rest of the brothers and sisters, I suppose among a lot of goals, one of the wafd’s goals is to create such bonds between the Republicans. Over and above, I felt it all pours into the same pool whether you see a patient or sell Alfikra book, as long as you are doing it for the same reason of attending to Alustaz.
I can imagine, If it was not for Annour decisive and “unilateral single-handed” action, I could have remained “Jamhoori min Manazilihim” for quite a time.
My University time was really a happy time. My happiness stemmed from being with Alustaz and among the Brothers and Sisters, I loved studying medicine but more than that, I enjoyed the Republican Brothers activities. Among all, I enjoyed driving Alustaz in my car (after I graduated). I remember sitting, in his presence, itching to respond to him, if he were to ask me to see someone for medical consultation. Once I came to give him a feedback on someone’s health state, he put his hand on my shoulder, as Alustaz sometimes used to do, and said to me; “The second top deed after praying is to rescue the desperate…and what you are doing (as doctors) is one form of this deed”.
During all of my time in the Republican Brotherhood Movement, I had always kept telling myself not to be distracted, by what was happening, from attending to what it was all about. I kept reminding myself not lose focus on Alustaz in attempting to attend to any form of an activity.
I graduated in April 1979. I remember my father (Elmubarak Hassan) was so proud of me and always wanted to help people by providing them with free and easy medical consultations through me. He had asked me, in many occasions, not only to give a medical advice to someone, but also wanted me to get him or her the necessary medicine. I did that with deep feeling of pleasure and satisfaction.
My father died suddenly on 25th of May 1980 and my mother died, after a very short illness, in August the same year, less than three months after his death. I have to say, despite the sudden and huge loss of my parents, I was not shaken and I didn’t feel a burden of responsibility of looking after the family. In hindsight, this was because of being with Alustaz and the Republican Brothers, whom I always felt are my world.
I remember one of the Republicans (I prefer keeping the name), when I first met him/her after my mother’s death, he/she assured me firmly; “ I can see you have suddenly found yourself facing a huge responsibility…. I haven’ got much money, but should you need any help, financially, or any other support, don’t hesitate to get me involved!! I can arrange the money and I will do my best to help otherwise also”…. With Allah grace and mercy, I never needed that help and I never forgot the strength and support he/she gave me with his/her kind and firm advice, in that moment of vulnerability.
Alustaz commented in a very positive note on my father’s spiritual state; He said to me “I have only seen your father after his death and his body shows how religious he was”. Alustaz also said to me, after my mother’s death, that my parents’ souls are very close together souls.
Ahmed Elmustafa Elmubarak, Bexhill, UK. 02/03/2011
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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سيدي ومولاي عبد الله عثمان
صباح محبة من ارض الخير والاحلام امريكا
لك انت في السلطنة وبالله وصيه امشي اعرف زول اسمو محمد صديق الجمري او اسرته هناك وهو في دبي قد اكرمنا بلحيل هو وزوجته اشراقة ابو طه
تعرف دخلت لاكتب ان الدكتور احمد طراوه قد قال لي
والله بوست عبد الله عثمان عن سبانا الشريف لا حولا لا حولا
ووعد بالحضور والتعليق
واخر قد قال لي
انا ساكن في هذا البوست ومت بشوف لي حرفا غيروا
لك المحبة
استاذنا مجذوب قد قيل ان الحركة الاسلامية قد فرغته لان ياتي بالحقيقة عن الاستاذ محمود
وببحثه قد قدم الاستقالة وقال ان وجد الحقيقة ومن يومها لم يفارق الاستاذ الي اليوم له ولاسرته التحية والاجلال
برضو يا سيدي عبد الله لو لك يد في الاتصال خلي احد الصحاب يصل عمي حسين الشريف محمد طه قد قابل الاستاذ في عطبرة وكريمة ويتحدث عنه حديث طيب ارجو ان يوثق ..
محبتي الطيبة لك ولنزيهة عقبال لم الشمل والعودة علينا
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Re: الأستاذ محمود محمد طه: الى سبانا الشريف: سيروا الى الله عرج ومكاسي (Re: عبدالله عثمان)
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أجد فى رؤيته ، مجرد رؤيته ، راحة تحط بها أثقال ما كنت اشعر به من اضطراب وتمزق وحيرة
احببت الأستاذ محمود لأننى كنت فى بداية التزامى أجد فى رؤيته ، مجرد رؤيته ، راحة تحط بها أثقال ما كنت اشعر به من اضطراب وتمزق وحيرة وقتها . فكنت أخرج منه للجامعة لأعود مرة أخرى للثورة لأننى أفقد تلك الراحة بمجرد خروجى منه. فكنت أذهب وأرجع فى اليوم مرات عديدة ثم يستقر بى المقام فى نهاية المطاف فىركن دالى فى الجامعة حيث أجد راحة عظيمة فيه. ولا زلت أجد فى لقاء الاخوان ، كل الاخوان بقضهم وقضيضهم ، ما يهدئ بالى ويطمئن دخيلتى ويشعرنى بالانتماء الحقيقى
ويكفينى به حسباً ويكفى فكره نسبا
ويكفى فكره داراً لنا.. أزلاً ومنقلبا
د. أحمد المصطفى الحسين منصور في مقدمة ديوانه (الإنسان قادم إلى المدينة)
(عدل بواسطة عبدالله عثمان on 07-22-2012, 09:02 AM)
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عبدالله عثمان
محمد علي البصير
Omer Abdalla Omer
فيس بوك
تويتر
انستقرام
يوتيوب
بنتيريست