Mar 26, 2010

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Madina Munawara (Friday Wisdom 3)

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Mar 19, 2010

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Fih – i Mafih / Discourses of Rumi (Friday Wisdom 2)

when you have no words

It is better not to question what Sufis say, since this obliges them to invent a lie. For if a materialist questions a Sufi, the Sufi must give some answer. But how can they be completely truthful with someone incapable of understanding? The materialist’s mouth and lips are not able to receive such a delicate morsel. So the Sufi must answer people according to their capacity and experience, namely by inventing an answer that sends them away.

Although everything the Sufi gives out is true and cannot be a lie, yet the first thing a Sufi says is far greater. If this is questioned, then what good is answering with more truth? Even still, the lie given by the Sufi is good for the materialist, and more than right.

A certain dervish had a disciple who used to beg for him. One day out of what they gained from their begging, the disciple brought some food to their master. The dervish ate the food. That night he had a wet dream.

“Where did you get that food?” he asked the disciple.

“A lovely girl gave it to me,” the disciple answered.

“By God,” said the dervish, “it is twenty years since I had a wet dream. This is the effect of her morsel.”

This shows that the dervish must be careful, they cannot eat every morsel. The dervish is too sensitive. Things will effect them and become visible, just as a little blackness shows on a clean white gown. However, as for a black gown that has become black with grime for many years, if a thousand kinds of filth should trickle on it, it would make no difference.



Mar 12, 2010

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Friday Wisdom

there is always an END (Explored)

From now on ill try to post some beautiful piece of wisdom every Friday here on my blog from different sources.. enjoy the very first one by Ashfaq Ahmed’s Zaavia :)

میری ایک بھانجی تھی بڑی دیر کی بات ہے. اس کو اپنے دادا سے بہت پیار تھا. ہوتا ہے پوتیوں کو اپنے دادا سے پیار تو، دادا اس کے سیر کرنے جاتے تھے. اچانک فوت ہوگے، تو اس کو بہت صدمہ ہوا. اکیلی بیٹی رہتی تھی. ذرا زیدہ ہی پریشان رہتی تھی، تو ایک دن اس کی گھر کی ملازمہ نے کہا،
“منی تیرا دادا کہاں گیا”.
اس نے کہا میرے دادا روز صبح سیر کو جاتے تھے تو میرے دادا اور الله میاں اکٹھے سیر کیا کرتے تھے. بہت لمبا چکر لگایا تو میرے دادا تھک گئے، تو الله میاں نے کہا، اب تم واپس کدھر جاؤگے . تم میرے گھر میں ہی رہ لو. ریسٹ کرلو تو میرے دادا وہاں ریسٹ کرہے ہیں . تو الله ان کے بڑے دوست ہیں. اتنی گہری بات اس نے کہی، بڑی عجیب و غریب بات کردی. تو یہ مشرق کے لوگ بات کرتے ہوئے مانتے ہیں کہ موت زندگی کا ایک اہم ترین حصہ ہے


Mar 6, 2010

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Life by wasif ali wasif

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Life is to face your own-self – to be near to your self – to be intimate of your own – It is its own name – I am the life – I must admit that “You” are also life, “He” is also life – Respect for all is indeed respect of oneself – Life for all is the life of oneself. (Hazrat. Wasif Ali Wasif R.A)