Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

October 16, 2009

Power of Love (Ishq)

Difficult Nature

There is a famous Sufi fable (Story 5, Golestan of Saadi) of Shaikh Saadi. In this story,

Instead of punishing with capital punishment, the caliph released a young innocent-looking dacoit on a kind minister's request and put him on probation under supervision of that minister. That boy exhibited good results under the cultured environment, but soon he returned to his old nature, and started sitting in the bad company. He fled after killing the kind minister, and returned to the same abode of robbers where he used to reside previously.

Shaikh Saadi has discussed the fact that it is useless to make efforts on changing someone's nature, because he will easily return to his old traits.

Restraint

"Haya" (or shame) plays an important role in survival. It is a contant of faith, as an Islamic tradition pronounce 'the shame is a part from faith' (Al-hayau minal Eiman). It creates a reluctance in the beginner, and responsibility in the penitent.

Punjabi language has an idiom: "the reveal is fallen" (Jhaka Lath Jana). If first time is done, then second time will be easy, and without reluctance. It is very easy for a previously habitual to revert to his old activities. He must have a strong faith and will power!


Education for change and the role of family

Ataul Haq Qasimi is a famous linguist of Urdu language. He also has put some light on this subject in his Urdu column. The psychiatrist are of the opinion that the evolutions in the man's basic personally is completed until 7 years old. After this, the changes of little nature can normally be expected, but it is least possible for any basic change to occur. So, sometimes the childhood sense of deprivations and bad company spread into the whole personality like a cancer. And if this disease is of inherited nature (family habit) then there is no way of survival. The venal herds placed within our all strata could not receive the education from their family, which could teach them to differentiate between the livelihood well-earned by fair means (Rizq-i-Halah) and the black money (Rizq-i-Haram/forbidden by Allah).


Ishq (Love/Eros): The Revolutionary Power of Crisis can Bring Change

It is very difficult to change a man's nature. But with a crisis. The power of crisis can put a human into the personal revolution. For example, you may meet a rogue person today. And then he disappears from the scene for months. And then you happen to come across the same person in future, and you would get surprised to find him totally changed. A kind, and well-mannered person. This means, some changed happened on him. Some crisis might have come in his life. Maybe the love.. or some other.

The best of crises is that of love and the pain of it. It may bring a change in human nature.

Love is the ark appointed for the righteous,
Which annuls the danger and provides a way of escape.
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
Cleverness is mere opinion, bewilderment intuition.
~ Rumi


Iqbal and the Theory of Tempest

The great Indian poet and dreamer of Pakistan, Hazrat Allama Iqbal, also taught the same passion in his Urdu and Persian poems, and how to acquire this revolution:








Khuda tujhe kissi toofan say aashna kar day
Keh tere behr ki mojon main izterab naheen.
Tujhe kitab say mumkin nahin faragh keh too
Kitab khawan hay magar sahib-e-kitab nahin.
~ Iqbal

May God set you in propinquity to some tempest,
for the currents of your sea are devoid of agitation.
The book (Quran) cannot be your salvation,
for, you are only its (mere) recitalist; not a man-of-book (or, never followed or acted on it).


Ta kuja tawaf-e-charagh-e-mehfale
Zeaatish-e-khud soz agar dari dilay
~ Iqbal

How long this circling round the assembly’s fire? Then burn yourself in your own fire,
Have you a heart?

Aye Amine as amanat bekhabar
Gham makhur under zameerey khud niger
~ Iqbal

you the trustee is oblivious of the great treasure that has been bestowed upon you, Don’t despair, look inward, to see what lies within you.


Invitation to Change: The Sufi Principle of Acceptance, love and generosity:

Acceptance (of every human) is an Islamic idea. Untouchability or hatred is not allowed. The Sufi teachers (Shaikh) are the one who adopted this teaching of Islam, and opened their doors for everyone despite from any religion or caste or colour. They never got disappointed from the human nature. They believed that one day the stone will bear vegetation. They worked hard on the hearts of the people and turned them into gold with the power of love. They never outcasted or degraded any person on the basis of any fault or defect , which was not his own chosen, or out of his knowledge.

It was famous saying that no one go back empty-handed from the generous threshold of a Shaikh. A thief once broke into a Sufi Shaikh 's home. The Shaikh caught him red handed. The generous Shaikh did not wanted him go empty-hand, but his home had nothing as valuables. Only a thing he could give was 'the status of the Qutb' (the highest-ranking saint, the focal point of all spiritual energy). He made a thief the Qutb of time.

They never refuse anyone. They invite the people to Allah. They love everyone and impart to anyone, who asks for the freshness of wisdom, spiritual peace and cordial satisfaction.

Come, come, whoever you are.
Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a thousand times
Come, yet again, come, come.
~ Rumi

October 03, 2009

Half a bit of true love
















Once while passing upon a garden, a pious friend of God saw a young man who was watering the plants. The youth requested him to bestow on him a bit from the love (Ishq/Eros) for Allah. He replied that it was too big to carry. Then the young man asked for half of a bit. He accepted his request and prayed for him. And Allah accepted his prayer. Then the God's friend left the place and carried on his walk.

Time passed, and once again he passed upon the same garden, but that young man was absent. He prayed from Allah to meet that man. The boy came, with eyes gazing at the sky. He remained silent, neither he replied the his Salam (farewell words), nor talked any word with him, but remained silent. A sound seemed coming from the heavens and declaring the actual reason for his silence.

The same reason, as the beautiful words sing:

How can he listen to others,
he who knows Me for a while!
whose heart is carrying My love
- even half a bit of it.

he will never feel any pain,
if you cut him into two,
.. absorbed in My love!
~


...


May 13, 2009

i can't cry, my heart is dead

my plane is taking off..
but
i can't cry
my heart is dead
because my heart is dead now

you think, i don't love you 
it is not true
still i love you
but i have forgotten how to miss you

pains, sorrows, disgrace, hunger and poverty
i have become a bird between fear and hope
separations and unions
many deluges of uncertainties and enforced austerities of life
have taken away my tears, awareness, smile and naive freshness
forgive me..
i can't cry
my heart is dead

but I still love you!

© afterwind

Picture source: by ericakulet [external link]

May 12, 2009

that will make you forget our love one day

"fear"
i told you
i told you
i already told you

you haven't reached the meaning of love
whatever you have toward me is nothing but ego and greed
in fact you never truly loved me
the tears you shed were the tears of a babe for a toy only
you don't know to sacrify, you just need to be gratified
with pleasures, words,,, lies and world!

i told you
i told you
i already told you

tonight
the last night before separation
when the withering heart needs compassion
when i need you
to soak my tears
to lower my soabs
in the very time when you are supposed to be with me
you are indulged in the pleasures, in the partying, in the lights
you say, let me enjoy, still i am yours!
now i also want to say
i don't want to come in between you and your happiness
but what should also i do!
from me, they are stealing you

busy, busy, busy
even on the last night
you don't want to listen to my heart cry
this time, even you don't want to be mine!
and still you say, "i love you"

i told you
i told you
i already told you


The light of enjoyment, taste of delicious food and happy puns of rich friends will make you forget our love one day

i told you
i told you
i already told you


if you keep on doing this,
how can you become mine?



~+~

"Sure"

No matter wherever you move away
I know, on your cheeks tears will have a sway!

The pain of separation makes you crazy
it will change a stone heart into daisy


no matter, to wherever you face, 
but if your hand is in my hand,
 
i shall take you into my cottage!


© afterwind

image sources:
fisrt,         lights in last night's rain storm by Zombie37 [external link]
second,     Rain Tapping On My Window by Thomas Steibl Photography [external link]
third,       Rain on the Train (Not in Spain) by jessamyn.n [external link]
fourth,     Rain wave - Muddy water by Yatzi [external link]


April 19, 2009

Empty hands..


~Prayer~

I begged for love
to come and fill up my heart
with its freshness

Heaven accepted my prayers
and my cravings and sobs voices
were coveyed to the love
who was busy in merry-making and comforts and pleasures
at the thousands of miles away into the celestial worlds
beyond red, green and grey mountains.. ah, the love...




~Arrival~

ah, the love
when it listened to my cravings
stopped every of its functions
fumbled hurriedly to take its shawl patched with pink stars, wrapped around its shoulders
and that star eyed embodiment, 'the love'
rushed towards me
keeping many stars of affection, kindness and love in its hands!!



~disappointment~

when it came to this our world,
it found a man of my 'name'.. "the human"
but it could never found the real me
standing at my address,
its face is down, and eyes are glum



~departure~

it came to receive a heart..
but here is nothing, except pains, greed, wars, tears, greeds, fitna..
what else could we offer as a gift
to appease its heart, 
which had been already lost somewhere in this world and
at last it was worried for the feelings of loss of emotions
so, it's returning to its unknown world empty-handed!



© afterwind

pictures from flickr as uploaded by lancelonieAnn and Educated Savage


April 12, 2009

The Inception..

What is love, how does it start, how many kinds of it is, which one is real, is it a realiable way to spirituality, can it take us to God????

Sometimes it suddenly happens, like a light flashes in a short time, and have left everything burnt into ashes inside the pitiful heart. It can be invoked by the dazzling beauty of the strange beloved, when you have seen the face at the first glance. A fire of pain and unknown, ungraspable desire is kindled in the heart, which is appeased by the tears of spirtuality...

Sometimes it gradually seeps and grows and we realize later on it's strong undeniable existence, which is hard to underestimate. It has something to do between two persons' habits and living. But a new question arises here, 'does it only develop between some particular natures, or between any two from whole of the humanity?'

Is there also any other kind and cause of inception of love? if any there really is, then please also inform me.

© afterwind

April 05, 2009

Gift..


Give me the most wonderful thing of your life,
Give me the deepest of your heart,
Give me the best of you.

Give me the Gift
that you hid for yourself.

The sacrifice will prove your love
and I will embrace you!

© afterwind

picture: by imarealgeek

December 31, 2008

Preservation: Loving regardless of the meeting face-to-face..

photo creditby kaycatt


"Although we have lost physical contact and never seen each other since months"
the girl wrote in the chat window in the computer,
"I dont know how come are we going on until now!"

the lover replied:
"I know about God since my childhood
without having seen Him
and still I am going on with Him! -

  This is a matter of belief!"

- Tariq Rasheed

December 05, 2008

Sing.. sing.. sing.. transcend the skies..



Picture Courtesy, originally uploaded by Frogdeck.












oh holy pigeon of love
your eyes have every colour of life and feelings
your heart is always fluttering like a green flag of sufis
and nerves always flowing with the tears of emotions
oh sentient being
oh sensible heart..

this is not your place
this is full of contamination by griefs
ruined & dilapidated by miseries
aah.. garden and dry grass
and some murky sunlight
only autums resides here with few dry leaves

oh my heart!!
fly high.. go into the skies..
sing.. sing.. sing.. transcend the skies..

November 30, 2008

Purity

桂林杉湖日月双塔(1)Sun-Moon Pagodas at day in Guilin, China

Picture Courtesy, originally uploaded by mambo1935.

~
what makes the heart dance in joy
what makes the eyes see the world clear
what makes all senses feel every emotion
even that of whithering leaves
russling over the lonely roads of life
what makes us know the love

it is purity,

the water of time will keep on flowing
as long it is destined to flow
but the silence will get on laughing
as much pain it saw in the times of pain
the love will shine on day
the sun will rise
and the first ray of light will knock every glum door
and the eyes will raise thankfully!

May our hearts be translucent
to let some beams pass in to shine
making us stars
in this world
and in the real place

how many eyes got water?
how many hearts came forth with love!?
water has reflection of dome
love has fragrance of thoughts
and the sky is bright
and the wind mild

nature flows in the air
eyes look on emptyness in the space
as we are in nowwhere
but still in love!

peace on all
sentient beings!

November 29, 2008

I choose Love!

Lotus and Reflection
Picture Courtesy, originally uploaded by steck76.

The city of Makkah had been polluted with the centuries of ignorance and cruelty. A young man started started preaching the lessons of cleanliness and purity among the youth and other ages. The inspiration was increasing among the youth.. that the city elites got skeptical and worried. System of tyranny started trembling with the fear of getting tumble down.

They came to that man, and offered him the wealth and the best women of Arab to be presented as a price to stop that peaceful teaching of Oneness of God which was going to promote brotherhood of man, purity and love.

He said to his close relative, I will never stop this teaching, even if they place the sun at my one hand and the moon at other!

This man was Muhammad (peace be upon him) the last prophet of God!

(with the time their atrocities increased upon him and his relatives, and he was forced to leave Mekkah along with most of his companions. Later on, he became victor in the war of Mekkah, and he forgave everyone in Mekkah, also including the enemies of war)

November 28, 2008

The Light of Love!


Photo Courtesy, originally uploaded by JERRY .


The world is going far away from peace and happiness,
hunger and miseries are increasing everywhere,

We can save the world with the light of our love!

November 24, 2008

Why we love 'em..

Picture Courtesy: originally uploaded on flickr.com by Marlis1- in Switzerland


Why we love them!!

In this world, everyone of us have dearest ones.. whenever someone says: 'Please take of your health! You are very important to me' - tears come automatically in the eyes by listening that!!
What is this? why do we love them? we are selfish to all of the world? but our heart stops beating when we understand their love and care for us! We need this love! Why?


We can solve this mystery..very easily! just by stopping by for some time and reflecting upon our emotions. Now I personally tell you, "We are grossly impoverished of Love in this world.. because we have a very short circle.. Love is like an oxygen.. we can die emotionally if it stops reaching in our lungs!! We really need our loved ones to love us!! Love is a magic which energizes a mom to make her babbling baby say for the first time 'ma.. ma'! Mom and child have a deep psycological attachment and emotional synchronization of mind, heart and being, and they convey their emotions to each other by using facial expressions and smiles.. this smile is very important for her to accoutre her baby with emotional confidence and feeling of warmth... the life! unless this smile this flower may whither away soon! The mama is love.. Love, love, love! All we need is love! We can't live without it!


Love is so much important in our life, we can see its examples in every important moment which empowered us to feel confidence and happiness. All our miseries actually are due to missing of love!


A boy loved a girl.. and she was normal in beauty! He passed some time and they got close so much that one live in other's heart. Later on, he let go all the chances of having the beautiful one!
Why? which power made him adamant to his love only. That is Love! Love is enough!

There is a famous Pujabi language song to be heard in Pakistani wedding:


Kala Shah Kala
Kala Shah Kala mera kala hai dil dar
Gorean no paraN karo
Mein aap sone di taar
Gorean no paraN karo

Black King Black
Black King Black my lover is black
keep the white ones away
I am myself his connection
keep the white ones away
(in punjab, sometimes colour complexion is the meter of beauty judgement among many people. But this song implies on the importance of love instead of averting towards the more beautiful!)

Our beloved ones are enough for us! We need them. We stay happy, no matter they are not the best dazzling qualities, but they are every thing for us! Why they are enough? why we love them? we are actually feel mentally and emotionally alienated from the strange company and people, so there creates a wide emotional gap in our heart, we can die with cold..! but our beloved ones fill that gap with the warmth of their existence! We never feel strange to them.. we share with them the similar basic cords of heart, which are intermingled, overlapped and tied with each other. It keeps our being perfumed. So, stay in touch to your relatives and beloved ones.. that is real life!


As there says a sufi poetry in Urdu:

kyun dekh k hm ko tm yu ank churatey ho
jb dil me hi rehto ho phir aankh sey kia parda
they ham bhi kabhi terey, gardish hey zamaney ki,
Mehram to puraney hain ,Aa ab to galey ml ja,
kia mj se chupatey ho, chilman sy lgey kyun ho
hm dekh to letey hain rukh aap ka thorra sa

- Syed Muhammad Shah Zaman Gilani Chisti!


Why you avoid after seeing me
As you stay in my heart, then what is this kind of veil from eye
sometimes I was also yours, change is brought by time
I am old acquaintance, come do embrace me now
what you hide from me, why you stay beside the veil
we do catch a little of your sight

Love.. Love.. Love!!

Photo Courtesy: originally uploaded on flickr.com by M B MIRZA

In the city of madina, a camel got a disease of skin itching. After that, many other camels started catching the same sickness. People started gossiping and stigamatizing the first camel, as they thought it the cause for spread of disease among other animals. It was suggested to alienate him from the place!!

The Teacher interrupted and asked: Why are you stigmatizing the poor animal?
People: Because of spreading diease in other animals!

He said: Well, if the disease came to other animals from the first one by spread.. then, where he got it from at first?
All got answerless!

Moral: Never stigmatize the poor one for their weakness. Infact they are need our love and kindness!!


November 22, 2008

Best Gift

Photo uploaded on flickr.com by kdriese


Always a best gift should be presented to The Beloved!

a heart
which is made lush with the dreams of purity & love in this world.
like a goat is fed prepared with luxuries in the days before its sacrifice!

if this heart is broken..
then, this glass-crash will make a very big noise
- like a big destruction!

come what may..
prepare the gift for Beloved!


...


Oh Honey,
crash this heart-glass
by the Dazzling Reflexion of Your Beauty!

fill this heart-pot with the true honey of love and sympathy
not let it crash by the griefs & dismay
Oh Honey,

Difficulty!

Photo uploaded on flickr by distantpeak
Alien Lovers!
she said to him on one day
how can our love survive!
we dont have the same tongue
i have much to say
but dont know how!
they survived how long ever, God knows!
he says:
your eyes already tell me the things
you want me to know
no need to say!

September 25, 2008

Melting blue


Melting blue, originally uploaded by nordicshutter.

the naive lover was fumbling inside the reconditeness of ambiguity and confusion between the love and verbosity.. things are always quite unclear, but get the status of esoteric wisdom.. and being tired of this fruitless loving, he cries on the Beloved and challanges His Kindness!!

but when the Beloved resolves to show him the way.. he puts him in the test of wordly love.. his is being taught the etiquettes of worship, and that is the way of Love. All the things and beloved desires are finally lost, thus leaving the heart full of grief.. and then, he sees everyone and everything has forsaken this miserable being.. but still the final Truth is waiting to receive this frustrated loser in Its arms of kindness. And then the broken chipped-hearted lover realizes the True Beloved. The meshed heart of the lover finally becomes able to see the truth of love.. He can see the melting ice and transforming into the pure clean trasparent water.. so, then he rushes and wastes no time for getting it.. this glimpse is full of light of love and spirituality.. Truth is clear.. That is love! True love!

September 09, 2008

Pears for Holy Love!!


Pears
Originally uploaded by
dean.franklin

oh my Desired One!

i say and write
these words
to please You!!

on one day, when my words
will all have been gone away
after having given You all of them!

then i will have none of them!

then i will give You my priceless
but best of tears!!
to make You pleased!


~+~



Wordly love sometimes kicks off the insane piteous heart and push it off into the realm of wonders: the Kingdom of True Love!
Let us pray for all insane lover and loser hearts!

September 01, 2008

hold my hands...



rain at my wallpaper
Originally uploaded by
letas






she..
the salty vapours on your eye lids
the silent dark in your innocent eyes
which are shimmering when the light of any sympathy strikes on the brimmed cups of eyes and then reflects!

LOVE IS LIKE A SWEET WINE..
WHO TAKES IT IS LEFT UNCONSCIOUS!!
THE LOVER IS LIKE A FOLLOWER
STRIPPING AWAY ALL HIS OR HER OWN ATTRIBUTES
AND TAKING THE COLOURS OF BELOVED!

LIKE A RELIGIONLESS STARTS FASTING FOR A RELIGIOUS BELOVED!!

WHO COULD HAVE UNDERSTOOD THE CHEMISTRY OF LOVE?
EXCEPT THE SPECIAL ONES OR THE INSANE MASTERS!!

Oh.. MY ALLAH!!! why the night is always so beautiful
much drenched in the sweet pains of love!

August 31, 2008

Holiness.. purity..


Ice Blue, originally uploaded by furryscaly.
it gives peace
because it is blue
and white
and every good colour!

in short it is holy!

pure, neat, clean, peaceful and innocent
like love of God
like every pure thing

love is colourful thing
the essence of holiness makes it prefect

why not you make your love holy!

How to deal with pain in love

Sufi head-dress and pearl decorations (via  Wikimedia Commons ) I asked the Sufi master to put his spell to turn my heart into a stone, to d...