Typeface, on Iqbal
For this piece, I used the slightly odd aesthetic base of typography to found my interpretation of Iqbal’s poem. I wanted to pepper The Complainer’s side with many comments that are disorganized and disjointed, especially highlighting the series of opening questions that whine on why God has turned his eye away from the devout muslims. The narrator here discusses how they have lost all sense of direction on why they have lost God’s favor. In God’s response, I wanted to highlight a single idea of the irrelevance of the complainers. While far from the thesis that argues in favor of cohabitation and cross-pollination of Muslim culture within the next of the Indian fabric–without Muslims losing a sense of heritage to their history–the single idea is a powerful one and suggests the scale against which the first narrator is fighting.