Once a man, while passing-by a Madrasa (or, traditional Islamic school), overheard snatches of an instructor's voice who was explaining to his student the meaning of some Sufi poetry, that:
"A holy warrior who has scarified his life, is profuse in his blood... whereas, an Aashiq (an ardent lover; most probably, the God's lover) is heavily perspired in his tears shed in the pain of separation."
