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This poem on the Holy Quran written some 35 years ago by the ninth President of India, Dr Pandit Shanker Dayal Sharma, says it
beautifully. It’s very good because it’s very true.
 Amal ki kitab thi.
Dua ki kitab bana dia
 It was a command for action.
You turned it into a book of prayer.                                       
 Samajhne ki kitab thi.
Parhne ki kitab bana dia.

It was a Book to understand.
You read it without understanding.

 Zindaon ka dastoor tha.
Murdon ka manshoor bana dia.

It was a code for the living.
You turned it into a manifesto of the dead.

Jo ilm ki kitab thi.
Usay la ilmon ke hath thama dia.

That which was a book of knowledge;
You abdicated to the ignoramus.

 Taskheer-e-kayenaat ka dars denay aayi thi.
Sirf madrason ka nisaab bana dia.

 It came to give knowledge of Creation.
You abandoned it to the madrassah.

 Murda qaumon ko zinda karne aayi thi.
Murdon ko bakhshwane per laga dia.

It came to give life to dead nations.
You used it for seeking mercy for the dead.

 Aye Musalmano ye tum nay kia kiya?
O’ Muslims! What have you done?