Yesterday, I saw a wonderful picture on a website showing too many pligrims thronging the land of Hijaz. And beneath the picture it was written: Bana kar faqeeron ka hum bhays Ghaalib Tamasha-e-ehl-e-Karam dekhtay hain ... And the verse went so well with the view in the picture. No explanations needed to explain this kind of love. "It is all the labour of Love." What is there which is beyond Love? Darmiyaan-e-parda-e-khoon ishq ra gulzaarha Aashiqaan ra ba-Jamaal-e-ishq-e-bay-chun kaarha Aql guyad "shish jehat huddst, beeroon raah neest" Ishq guyad "raah hast wa raftay am mann baarha..." (Transation of Professor Lateefullah's Urdu Translation in Rumi (RA) ka payaam-e-ishq : Between the curtains of blood, there are countless gardens of Love. Lovers have a lot to do with the beauty of Love of the Unmatched! Intellect says, there's no way beyond the limits of six directions Love ( Ishq ) says, there is the way, for I have traversed it several times!) ...
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A poem is encircling my poem right now.. It goes like:
"I know I'm not at all to blame,
That there were others never came
Back from war,that older, younger
Men died.. None say this,none imply
Their lives could've been saved if I..
None say this, yet I wonder, wonder.."
May ALLAH be our guider and helper in these wandering paths and may our journey makes us realize and gain our real destiny, Ameen:)