Third Excerpt from INTO THE SHADOWS, INTO THE LIGHT

“What is your version of a leader?” asked the driver. 

“I believe,” was my explanation, “a leader should have an immense, a profound conscience that can see and understand his people’s problems and care for. 

“Do you mean he should be a versatile?” 

“Multifaceted and resourceful he should,” responded I, “ but it’s not a great virtue.” 

“Why not?” asked he. 

“Because all the resources he needs are waiting for him on the wings. For example, if he is not good at politics, he can hire an excellent politician. If he doesn’t know economics, he can avail himself of prodigious economists. If he isn’t well informed of educational theories and developments, he can make use of very talented educationalists. If he isn’t talented at psychology or sociology, or philosophy, or science, or other important fields of knowledge, he can take advantage of many experts in these fields and domains...” 

“Then this leader is a jack?” he interrupted me. 

“But,” I continued, “if this leader is not a man of conscience, I’m sure, he will not consult anybody in the matter of conscience, and thus his sense of honesty and justice and prudence will entirely be disputed, and then his people will be in the hands of a jack. 

“But,” he asked, “Do you think it is practical that a leader should see and understand his people’s problems and care for?” 

“My friend, this is a real version of a leadership. Leadership means mountains of responsibilities.

An excerpt from: Into the Shadows, Into the Light

Perhaps God took my comfort and in stead gave me some understanding about life. I understand that people who oppress, rob, rape, kill, sin, and commit similar acts are in perfect disharmony with life and creation. So are the people who are arrogant, greedy, ignorant, etc. They can’t contribute anything to life, but, on the contrary, they devastate life and property of the people, and they are a threat to the people’s liberty, happiness, and comfort. Such wicked characters as Sarwar are heartless creatures from the shadows. In truth, they are so much in disharmony with this life that as if they think of this creation a theater, whose setting is imaginary, whose players are all clowns, whose artistic genre is buffoonish, whose theatrical affectations are nothing but to deceive the audience, and whose audience seems to be all fools; however, it is attended by few serious people who bear and ignore the deception and abuse under the impression that they are dealing with a light comedy, but not a single wise person among them. And what is important about this theater is that it is owned and run by a group of rascals and abusers. Because their deeds are in perfect conformity with this theater.