– Pure and Simple Page 3 of 126 Aziz Ahmad Rasul
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Surely all Praises are due to Allaah, the Lord of all Creation; we praise Him, seek His assistance, and ask Hisforgiveness. We seek refuge in Allaah from the evil of ourselves and the wickedness of our deeds. Verily whomeverAllaah guides there is none to take him astray; and whomever Allaah removes His guidance, there is none to guide.I bear witness that there is nothing worthy of worship but Allaah, He is One and has no partners; and I bear witnessthat Muhammad is His servant and last Messenger. May Allaah send His choicest Blessing and Peace to Muhammad,his companions, family and all those who call to his way and establish the Sunnah till the Day of Judgment.
In the very first Sherlock Holmes story published in Beeton’s Christmas Annual way back in 1887, written by ArthurConan Doyle, an interesting analysis by Dr. Watson is being made of his friend Mr. Sherlock Holmes with whom he issharing some rooms at 221b Baker Street, London. Dr. Watson is trying to establish what kind of knowledge his friendhas and his apparent disregard for other knowledge, which he feels, is of no consequence to him in his work as aconsulting detective.This is the observation that Dr. Watson makes of Sherlock Holmes.
His ignorance was as remarkable as his knowledge. Of contemporary literature, philosophy andpolitics he appeared to know nothing. Upon my quoting Thomas Carlyle, he inquired in the naïvest waywho he might be and what he had done. My surprise reached a climax, however, when I foundincidentally that he was ignorant of the Copernican Theory and of the composition of the Solar System.That any civilised human being in this nineteenth century should not be aware that the earth travelledround the sun appeared to be to me such an extraordinary fact that I could hardly realize it.‘You appear to be astonished,’ he said, smiling at my expression of surprise. ‘Now that I do know it Ishall do my best to forget it.’‘To forget it!’‘You see,’ he explained, ‘I consider that a man’s brain originally is like a little empty attic, and youhave to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that hecomes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best isjumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has difficulty in laying his hands upon it. Now theskilled workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. He will have nothing butthe tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in themost perfect order. It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and can distend to anyextent. Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget somethingthat you knew before. It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing outthe useful ones.’‘But the Solar System!’ I protested.‘What the deuce is it to me?’ he interrupted impatiently: ‘you say that we go round the sun. If wewent round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or to my work.’I was on the point of asking him what that work might be, but something in his manner showed methat the question would be an unwelcome one. I pondered over our short conversation, however, andendeavoured to draw my deduction from it. He said that he would acquire no knowledge which did notbear upon his object. Therefore all the knowledge which he possessed was such as would be useful tohim.