FICTION: FLIGHT TO FREEDOM
Riffat Hadia’s Pinjray Mein Parwaaz is framed against the background of an era when the tortured souls of men flapped their wings wildly to break through the barriers of the captive inner self, for this is the age we live in. The writer unwinds the enigmas of human existence and the ultimate solution with a positivity and sensitivity that can only come from the pen of someone who has fought the battles of life with spiritual antidotes.
Given her credentials as a devotee of the Inayati Order of Sufism, Hadia’s is a representative, persuasive voice about spiritual experiences. Yet her book reads like a fairy tale where the human condition is painted through the eyes, emotions and actions — warts and all — of birds and animals. It is a bold experiment indeed, leaving the task of codifying its genre to the reader’s imagination. Take it as a parable of humans trying to break free from earthly shackles or a simple fable; either way, the book invites deep thinking.
Hadia’s fettered Nightingale, the protagonist of this absorbing novel, has known no life save one of oppressive captivity. The possibility of unhinging the chains she was born into is a surprise gift sprung upon her by Nur Pari, who will ultimately lead her to freedom. But before that, our heroine must weather the travails of annihilating the ego in true Sufi tradition. It will not be an easy journey. There will be tests to endure, physical and emotional pain to withstand and a maze of mysteries to unravel. Scholastic lessons will be imbibed, exciting discoveries will be made. There will be an arduous search for truth, breakthroughs about the reality of life and both fair and foul will have to be taken in stride.
An allegorical treatise on the human desire for freedom and the Sufi path
In sync with the human condition, the Nightingale initially has no idea of her options or if there is any cure to her predicament. She is resigned to enduring the agony of captivity. It is only after her chance encounter with Nur Pari, a prototype of the Sufi master, that the clouds begin to part. Thereafter opens a new world but, though it beckons enticingly, it requires complete allegiance to a teacher who is gentle, yet also a demanding master brooking no truancy. Just as she is poised to take flight, the Nightingale — like her human archetype — is dragged into a series of misfortunes through mismatched matrimony. This allegorical marriage puts her back into a world beset by greed, where might is right. The pain of uprooting brings its own unmitigated persecution, coupled with unjust oppression in a milieu of ignorance and tyranny where mystifyingly, the persecuted, and not the persecutor, is the one at fault.
Hadia’s all-encompassing solution to this suffering is the stuff of ripening, transcendent dreams coming of age under the tutelage of a spiritual master. Slowly but surely, she unfolds the mysteries of transcendence into a superior, satiated state of existence akin to the ‘Nafs-i-Mutmainah’, which is the zenith of existence. The Nightingale’s flight to freedom is ridden with lessons that seem at times harsh and exacting, but are gently explained away by the reality that adversity must be borne by the seeker on the road to peace. Patience, perseverance, grit and single-minded devotion are the essentials for spiritual fulfilment. The inside story is that the spiritual syllabus is deliberately designed to be tough by the masters, so as to bring an awareness of the Creator’s reality, the essential truth.