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وصل ھجر یکسا ں | Running after the footprints of Great Sufi Mystics.. Sufi Wisdom.. Sufism.. The Magic of Hearts.. Alchemy of Lovers!! 爱, 心脏魔术方术。寻找爱、智慧& 玄妙!!
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Love and Pain of Separation 2008-03-08 14:20:00 A Photo About Love and Pain of Separation
!Photo by Adam & Tariq ,.............................................................................~+~
Worse 2008-03-08 14:00:00 There was a man who wished to have a wife. He started searching and after a little time he got successful in finding a woman. And the married each other.After a short passage of time, the man had realised that his wife was ugly and aged. Although the conscious wife tried to make him understand that ugliness or age difference used to be nothing if there was existing true love between them. She had quoted the example of women who utterly love their defaced husbands who kept love & care for their wives.But the man was gradually getting numb with the idea that truly beautiful love story always spring up between a same age youth couple. The grave age difference of 10 years lurked before his eyes so much that he felt his life to be poisonous and filled with pain & ugliness.He made up his
Discovery 2008-03-07 18:34:00 'Pitter-Patter' , Flickr PhotoOriginally Uploaded By Janielle Beh IA man who had belief in a religion fell in love for an athiest girl. The girl was not very beautiful. But things of opposite charges attract each other. The man was fascinated by the magic of her innocence mixed with her strangeness to him.He sang a song:" Sorry for disturbing you this late hour of night,But I am feeling now some strange but strong emotions.A good pain in deep chest.I don't know why but I want to weep now.Maybe it will help to make light my heart.Why air is fresh and wet now..and it is kissing on forehead and eyes and face and front of chest!Why eyes drenched in strange mystic water or tearsWhy everything is feeling sweet & strange..Why mist fragrance in air.. Maybe it would last forever..This is not a Read more:Discovery
Chapter 3 2008-03-07 18:15:00 Xian & Sun, originally uploaded by mbollino.Part 3Discovery@ afterwindimagery Read more:Chapter
No title 2008-02-16 11:57:00 Photo Seconds are passing by..., originally uploaded by multi_everything.~+~SameA lover said to his beloved:At least one thing is same between you and me..we could not become same..but my thoughts have become the same, you demand !(~afterwind~)~+~As the love grows more and more,The lover starts losing his own colour.. and he gets painted with the love of beloved.. A time comes, when he has lost himself completely and,his likings, qualities, taste and behaviour become according to taste or appreciation of beloved,(~afterwind~)~+~
night ! 2008-02-08 11:29:00 This night..tears..pain..sobs..shaking bones,and a mistaken heart!and everything!This night.. will also diminsh one morning like other nights!O Lord of anonymous nights!Please keep them alive..~+~Why should you fear of darkness of deathand desertion of gravewhy do you fear of dying on some diastant way in anonymityif in darkness, Beloved would come there,and the grave shines!!~+~For Him,The amazing flute will always be blown..and the strings of sitar will always be plucked..She is going to dance forever..~+~Every night..When night sheds..and the big moon rises kissing the rim of distant blue dunesand fresh gusts of wind blow coming across the Sind Riverwhen all the birds have gone to sleep on trees in forestsand everything is silent like deathThere someone blows the eternal melody on flute
Suggested Read 2008-02-07 01:40:00 While reading Darvish's blog, I came across a beautiful quotation :"To attain knowledge, add things every day. To attain wisdom, remove things every day."- Lao TzuText Source:-and-wisdom/ Read more:Suggested
Right of Lover.. 2008-02-04 00:35:00 Flickr Photo: An Island Fades Into Darkness,Originally uploaded by forezt(Photo Source external)~+~Right
of Lover:: What is right of the lover on the Beloved (Supreme) ?Has he right to see Him?Has he right to weep?Has he right for being answered?in fact he has no right.. ,because the Beloved owes nothing to him.. !The lover is like a drunkard of the wine of love..who has to lost at the Beloved's doorstep!The lover is a caterpillar..whose goal is to suffer the pure flames of love, for the sake of love for candle! ..whether annihilation would result or not,but.. "for the sake of" is his fulfillment,May Beloved keep filling the chalice foreverand keep them absorbed in the delightful feeling of His Holy Presence,~ afterwind ~~+~
Two Options.. !! 2008-01-28 04:41:00 Desert Sunset, originally uploaded by clara & james.~+~Two Options
.. !!Once a Sufi master said two options to his student."Let me know about what you want to be, lover or beloved!".The student could not decide so he asked to let him go to his mother to seek her advice. The Sufi permitted and he went....In way to home he came across a mad beggar on the street,who asked: "Why are you looking in so much hurry"The student told him about the options and going back for getting advice.Beggar said: "Well. Go and seek your mother's advice. But while returning to the teacher, do not forget getting my advice too !"...The student's mother was a clever woman and she knew well about the hardships of lovers. So she said:"It is very difficult and painful in being a lover, but it is very easy and has a
Patience 2008-01-24 07:31:00 Photo Source:Flower Silhoutte , Originally uploaded by Onwuma~+~Patience Islamic traditions talk a about 'Isme Azam' (The Greatest name of God). Prayers are certainly accepted if blended in rendition of this Name. There is a Sufi story i heard:Once a man in search of 'Isme Azam' asked his Sufi master. The Sufi Shaikh directed him to go to some city main gate and meet an old man at specific time. The aspirant naive man reached the prescribed location at the specific time. There an old man appeared along with his wood-loaded donkey. He approached the city main gate and asked the city guard to permit his entrance into city. The guard slapped and abused the old man, who did nothing in reaction.The naive Sufi approached the old man and asked, "Are you the same old man, who knows 'Isme Azam' ?""
Seperation.. 2008-01-20 14:14:00 Photo Source: Full Moon over Albion Bridge, Mendocino, originally uploaded by Rita Crane.( watch full picture )~+~Separationyou left in the may, i wept in the june..come back soon !Separation is unbearable..and all the june is to pass..& all that memories,silent cravings about to faint away !but who comes back with a smile !Fie on you, oh' miserable heart !(c) afterwind~+~The AnswerWe wrote a hundred letters, and you did not write an answer.This, too, is a reply. - Zauqi(Text Source: from Book "The Way Of The Sufi" by Idries Shah)~+~Respect and SeparationA bird got mad in the love of moon,the moon lived on the sea surface, and bird in nest,the bird was red, and the moon white,once the bird could not control, and flew towards the moon to meet him,the moon set in the sea,the bird plunged
love again 2008-01-19 05:30:00 simply redOriginally uploaded by atplayr~+~CharmI looked at a star and fell in love for itbecause it was shimmering like a sunafter some time the star faded and lost it's charmbecause something had left itand then they forgot it !now no one cares for the new face of that star..but sometimes they stop again and yearn and weep, when they recall it's old beauty.. which had once kept them insane!They saw a tree of green leaves with colourful birds.They stopped and again fell in love for itand then, spring went away.. and the tree faded,because something had left itNow, whenever i pass that tree on my way..it has no effect.. as usual..but i still love it's old charm!like this, we crossed rivers, flowers and dew drop..and loved and forgot..why the birds, stars, trees had been able to make them i
Love Story of a Strange Beggar 2008-01-11 12:34:00 Photo: rose Originally uploaded by kaycatt*Love Story
of a Strange
BeggarThis is a totally fabricated & unreal story. It goes on as follows:There was an old beggar sitting at door of some place of worship for asking alms from visitors. When there came the time of worship, the religious manager of the worship place approached him and asked, "Why do you not worship, instead of sitting here in this way". The old beggar replied: "Do your job and let me do mine." he continued, "If one is sitting outside the worship place, but dreaming about his beloved, what may one do then?" Mr. Manager could not get this reasonless excuse and left him.The manager was a regular worshipping observant. On one day, he forgot offering some parts of his regular worshipping. He got much pertinent and that night
No title 2008-01-06 04:53:00 Photo: Rain drops behind the rose, originally uploaded by Bach Tran. BACKIn severe winter nightnear 4 a.m.when it drizzled outsideand cold decreasedand a fresh reliving airentered my lukeworm roomthrough the window pane leakand bumped on the door lightlythen,some tears shed of my eyesfreshness entered into my nostrilsand set my mind freeI remembered you againas i did in the past or more betteras if thou had come back thyself(c)afterwind~ + ~Photo: Girl in rain originally Uploaded by bhumeshbharti
Not the Last Post 2007-12-31 07:51:00 Candles glowing..., originally uploaded by annpar.Though the lovers die.. but Beloved will keep the love alive !Thanks to all visitors..Irving, Mirza Asif, Paulo Coelho, Sadiq Alam, Maitri, painter of blue, Ludbafital, Redfisch, Satyana, Alps, Ram, ........ and all other people who kept this blog alive and meaningful by their visits.
True One God 2007-12-27 15:06:00 "Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth; the example of His light is like a niche in which is a lamp; the lamp is in a glass; the glass is as if it were a star shining like a pearl, kindled by the blessed olive tree, neither of the east nor of the west – it is close that the oil itself get ablaze although the fire does not touch it; light upon light; Allah guides towards His light whomever He wills; and Allah illustrates examples for mankind; and Allah knows everything." [Quran: An-Noor 24:35]Translation source:
Heer & Ranjha's Love 2007-12-27 12:18:00 Photo source: 2007 Mid Autumn.. by Kusou Gallery. Punjabi Sufi poetry of Waris Shah puts light on the story of Heer and Ranjha.According to the story, Ranjha a country-lad fells in love of Heer, a girl who had been grown up with delicacy and care. Heer was conspiringly married to other person by her family and sent to her husband's village. Ranjha became ascetic (jogi) and started wandering in villages, asking for alms at doors.. and one day he reaches his beloved Heer's door. Through out the story, both miss each other but the story does not reunite them.There have always been an uncertainity about authenticity of this story. Through out centuries, It was prone to custom prejudice and misunderstandings. Some people think it as a mere folk and fabricated story which has nothing to do with
REPLY OF A KIND BELOVED.. 2007-12-25 11:18:00 Photo Source: Moon Tree by Eve48REPLY OF A KIND BELOVED TO A RELUCTANT LOVER !Always you alledged me of keeping viels of distance..because you never realised my presence which was always beside..who always kept veils of hesitation, it was you..and never opened eyes ..and remained deprived..look..I am beautiful.. and fair .. and true!then what for reluctance gets on you!realise..shed these veils ;and come in my arms!(c) afterwind
My urdu story link 2007-12-24 06:07:00 I wrote a short story
(by the name: "روگ") in urdu some years ago in the past. I am providing external link to that story in the following: shall try to put an english translated version of story in the future. Inshallah
A sufi and a dog story 2007-12-23 17:50:00 Photo source: Don't go-Stay there by Arun Kumar Sinha"Bayazid Bistami"Bayazid encountered a dog and started to pull his robe away from it, so that it should not defile him.The dog in a human voice, said :'If I had been dry, there would have been no purpose in avoiding me. If I had been wet, you could have washed your robe. But the hate which you have towards me can never be cleansed.'Bayazid said :'O enlightened dog, come and stay with me for a while.'The dog answered :'That is impossible, because the world uses me as an epithet, and you are regarded by the world as a paragon.'Bayazid exclaimed :'Alas! I am not fit to live with one whom the whole world regards as inferior: how can I therefore approach the Truth which all regard as the Highest of all?' ~ + ~Upon being asked: 'What is being Read more:story
No title 2007-12-23 16:47:00 Photo source: lanzhou_night_market by kdrieseYOU.. ONLY !
Poetry: ( Listen.. ) 2007-12-23 16:45:00 Photo source: Choobi (juee) bridge by alirezanajafianwhat is your name?where do you live?why do you rebuke them..by hiding yourselflet me see thee..let me run and fly dust in the deserts..are you love..or beloved !(c) afterwind Read more:Poetry
, Listen
No title 2007-12-21 06:40:00 ** HAPPY EID DAY **MAY ALLAH FILL UP YOU ALL PEOPLES' HEARTS WITH PEACE, LOVE AND SATISFACTION. FEED POOR PEOPLE, IT SOOTHES HEARTS AND RELIEVES PERPLEXED MINDS. ENJOY THE DAY.
Appearance: Luxury and Simplicity 2007-12-16 11:31:00 Photo (Simplicity
) originally uploaded by •Laurie•Luxury
and SimplicityTHE Sufi ancient Junaid taught by demonstration, through a method in which he actually lived the part which he was trying to illustrate. This is an example:Once he was found by a number of Seekers, sitting surrounded by every imaginable luxury.These people left his presence and sought the house of a most austere and ascetic holy man, whose surroundings were so plain that he had nothing but a mat and a jug of water.The spokesman of the Seekers said:'Your simple manners and austere environment are much more to our liking than the garish and shocking excesses of Junaid, who seems to have turned his back upon the Path of Truth.'The ascetic heaved a great sigh and started to weep'My dear friends, shallowly infected by th
"J" 2008-03-17 13:41:00 Dubai Desert, originally uploaded by cocolinda."J" ( Geem / "ج" )Once upon a time, a king imprisoned a very great mystic saint. The cell was so much small that the saint could not even stand straight and had always to be in a little prostrate position. His three disciples were always waiting out the other side of wall of the cell in order to receive some message or order to come from the wall closet. A stone was cast out of wall hallow and it fell outside on the ground. The tree men picked it and found only one alphabet "J" written on it.The three people further interpreted it and took their own three separate meanings according to their own prudence.According to the first man's interpretation: he took "J" for "Jila Watan" (Persian: Migration) , So later on he moved to the other country f
Don't Break Hearts 2008-03-15 15:37:00 Yellow Sky, originally uploaded by grafosecondo.Don't BreakHearts
Once Bulleh Shah, the Sufi Sheikh of Qadri Shatari hierarchy was giving a sermon over fasting while he too was fasting himself. During the sermen, a devout woman came whose prayer was accepted and she had brought along with her some sweets to offer him out of celebration at her happiness. She was so much happy that she wished him to eat and he ate it hence dissolving his fast. Someone inquired him reasons about dissolving the fast, he replied that he did this to save her heart from breaking.مسجد ڈھادے، مندر ڈھادے، ڈھادے جے کُجھ ڈھیندا اےاِک بندے دا دل نا ڈھاویں، رب دِلاں وچ رہیندا اے (?)Masjid Dhhaa dey, mandar Dhhaa dey, Dhaa dey j kuj Dheynda eik
Real Love, Right Love, Love of The Real 2008-03-15 15:31:00 Yellow orange sky, originally uploaded by paper by design.Real Love, Right
Love, Love of The RealDo the right love.. O' heartbrokensGive your heart to the Real One who does worth of itand fills it with the fresh wine of loveDon't give it to ones who don't deserve it!Why not you love The Real !~+~عاماں بے اخلاصاں اندر گل خاصاں دی کرنیمٹھی کھیر پکا محمد (رح) کُتیاں اگے دھرنیAamaan bey akhlaasaan andar khaasaan di gal karnimitthi kheer paka Muhammad, kutyaan aggey tharni Telling the talks of special ones among the insincere commons,is like cooking the sweet, O' Muhammad Bukhsh!, and then serving it before dogs - Mian Muhammad Bukhsh,Punjabi Sufi Poetryنیچاں دی اشنائی کولوں فیض کِسے نہیں پایاکِکّ
Follows You 2008-03-15 15:23:00 sky of blue, sea of green, originally uploaded by shadyezz. He was saying:"He follows you..The One whom you love..The Lord of the beautifuls seduced the humanityand then hid himself behind somewhere which nobody knowsFlirting with the crying heartsand playing the game of hiding and appearing"Sheikh cried: "No! don't say so! For The Truth (The True One) who always kept himself hiding behind your back.. but never withdrew from your back ! "
Both Right 2008-03-15 15:16:00 blue sea, originally uploaded by kingeorge. Sometimes..he got on a point,where there sprouted two different new waysof which he could not differentiate wellwhether which one is right or notBoth seemed right to him!But he selected one of themand kept the lantern of truth on his heart alwaysTruth was the confession of that lost man! @afterwind Read more:Right
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