In this our era that's characterised by the increasing importance and availability of information, especially by means of computers and the internet, except for the passionless, all who seek shall find, and as fast as unlike previously that you'd be caused to travel hundreds of kilometers to know. Today, you look up information for instance, within a minute you're there, with links suggesting further readings, and that's education for you: access to information.
But because the above seems fairly easy, some say it has no Barakah, because we're so addicted to hardship that acquisition of any kind has to be slavish to be perceived as beneficial. So an apprentice stays at one mastercraftsperson's, running errands and brewing Warga like no one's business, receiving all sorts of insults, and cannot complain because that mastercraftsperson went through the same or worse. How's that serving to educate or even progressive? But then even our cures, the believe is, if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't heal.
This was why once upon a time, you set out to acquire knowledge, say knowledge of Islam for instance, you'll be caused to trek the whole region before you can finish the 30 Ajiza of the Qur'an. After every Juz, your mentor will refer you to another guru. You finish that, you're sent further into the wilderness to learn the Hadith, then even further to learn Fiqh or some other course.
In all these places, your pursuit is coupled with servile obedience and hard labour, and because our gurus are that stingy with knowledge (reason why our graveyards are full of men with unshared knowledge). Now, before you're recognised as having completed the requirements of your studies, you're 35 but looking like 46 already. You come back, all the fine girls are married, and you'll be offered the community's reject, under the guise that a lady her physique is good omen. But why wasn't she taken?
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