Wise man said, “Just walk this way To the dawn of the light.. The wind will blow into your face As the years pass you by”
“Hear this voice from deep inside.. It’s the call of your heart.. Close your eyes and you will find Passage out of the dark”
Silence….. Make her your new best friend and shut up….
When the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale’s song. The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing. If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care, the lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent? Love wills that this Word be brought forth….
I said I shall tell the tale of my heart as best as I can; Caught in the storm of my tears, with a bleeding heart,
I failed to do that! I tried to relate to event in broken, muted words; The cup of my thoughts was so fragile, that I fell into pieces like shattered glass. Many ships were wrecked in this storm; What is my little helpless boat in comparison?
The waves destroyed my ship, neither good remained nor bad; Free from myself, I tied my body to a raft. Now, I am neither up nor down-no this is not a fair description; I am up on a wave one instant, and down under another the next. I am not aware of my existence, I know only this: When I am, I am not, and when I am not, I am!
I worship the moon. Tell me of the soft glow of a candle light and the sweetness of my moon.
Don’t talk about sorrow, tell me of that treasure, hidden if it is to you, then just remain silent.
Last night I lost my grip on reality and welcomed insanity. Love saw me and said, I showed up. Wipe your tears and be silent.
I said, O Love I am frightened, but it’s not you. Love said to me, there is nothing that is not me. be silent.
I will whisper secrets in your ear just nod yes and be silent.
A soul moon appeared in the path of my heart. How precious is this journey.
I said, O Love what kind of moon is this? Love said to me, this is not for you to question. be silent.
I said, O Love what kind of face is this, angelic, or human? Love said to me, this is beyond anything that you know. Be silent.
I said, please reveal this to me I am dying in anticipation. Love said to me, that is where I want you: Always on the edge, be silent. You dwell in this hall of images and illusions, leave this house now and be silent.
I said, O Love, tell me this: Does the Lord know you are treating me this way? Love said to me, yes He does, just be totally… totally… silent
Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi…..
I may not keep you in a marble castle but you’ll see heaven in my humble cottage
Life.. Is strange. Maybe that’s an understatement and majority of you people would agree to the fact that a satisfied and content person in todays world is a rare commodity. So what is it that makes us so ungrateful to our dear Lord? Doesn’t He ever get exasperated? I believe God’s eternal wisdom is the biggest blessing for mankind. Thank God He doesn’t have a rational human mind! Imagine someone constantly being ungrateful to you after you spent years providing for him. Catering to his every need. What would you do? Wouldn’t you wanna teach him a lesson for good? At your best lenient behaviour you would stop helping him and give him a bitter reality check. What if God decides to give us a reality check someday? A local scholar once said, “when it comes to worshipping your Lord, look at people who are better than you in terms of spirituality and when it comes to the worldly luxuries, look at people less fortunate and thank your Lord for all His blessings.” Now look at us! We have set a standard for our luxury. We want a spacious house, a luxury car, designer clothes, healthy food, exotic vacations and everything best that this world can offer. We work day and night to achieve our own definition of success. Always competing with people who are “more” successful. Being a Muslim I am supposed to pray 5 times daily. That’s a basic requirement. Now who do I compete with?
“Ah! At least I offer my Friday prayers regularly. Look at Salman! He doesn’t even know what a Mosque looks like!”
I will never hear myself saying:
“Thank God I have a bike. Look at Salman! Poor guy walks 3 miles to work every day.”
I know we all have our shortcomings. But isn’t it high time we start acknowledging the thousands of blessings we so conveniently take for granted? If you have all of your organs in working condition, you are one of the richest persons on earth.
Our happiness is in our own hands. We can be perfect but still depressed or a total failure but still happy. Each one of us is special in our own way. Value has a value only if its value is valued……
So wake up to your blessings guys before God starts to teach us a lesson.
