What is it to know something of God? Burn inside that presence. Burn up. Copper melts in the healing elixir. So melt yourself in the mixture that sustains existence.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, … Continue reading Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day? by William Shakespeare
Rano kept visiting Momal every night and their feelings for each other kept growing. Though it was quite a distance between the two palaces, his journey was shortened as if by magic.
She told her three children that finally after 10 years her family accepted their love marriage.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more.” Ah, … Continue reading The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
“But all this world is like a tale we hear - Men's evil, and their glory, disappear.” The Book of Kings
Death, be not proud, though some have called theeMighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrowDie not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,And soonest our best men with thee do … Continue reading Death, Be Not Proud by John Donne
Tiger Tiger, burning bright,In the forests of the night;What immortal hand or eye,Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies.Burnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art,Could twist the sinews of thy heart?And when thy heart began … Continue reading The Tiger by William Blake
Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) is the supreme example of a family man. He was a loving husband, an affectionate father, and a doting grandfather. As long as the faithful Khadija was alive, he never took another wife. Even later on in life, when he had married several women, he used to cherish the loving memory of … Continue reading Muhammad (PBUH): The Universal Prophet (FINAL EPISODE)
Dear world! till now you have heard or watched the name of Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) uttered by the fierce illiterate Taliban jihadists carrying a bomb, a staunch Mullah verbalizing his personal desire using the name of the Holy Prophet (PBUH) or by twisted politicians creating a religious divide to fulfill their sinister … Continue reading Beloved Muhammad (PBUH): The Universal Prophet (Part 1)
Rumi said, “Lose your soul in God’s love… I swear there is no other way.” He held my hand and brought me out of a quagmire that was taking me down the drain. That was the most significant thing I can attribute to the chained Fakir (saint). My grandfather once told me that keep searching … Continue reading Encounter with the Fakir
On Thursday, the 2nd of Islamic month of Muharram 61 A.H. Imam Hussain camped at a place in the region of Naynava called Karbala. On the following day Umar bin Sad bin Abi Waqqas Zohari reached there from Kufa with 4000 soldiers and encamped opposite the camp of Imam Hussain. Sad belonged to the family … Continue reading Rise of Hussain: In the valley of Death
After seeing death threats and pressure from the governor of his own city Madina, Hussain decided to leave his beloved city with his family members. The caravan consisted of his two sisters i.e. Zainab and Umme Kulsum, wives, brothers, and his children including a six-month-old infant child known as Ali Asghar nephews, housemaids and a … Continue reading Rise of Hussain: The journey to the glory begins
The bereaved person feels if his love towards the deceased person suddenly loses its tangibility which leaves an intense emptiness in the heart of the grieving person.
The Imam of wisdom and commander of faithful Hazrat Ali said that increase your silence and your thoughts will flourish, your heart will enlighten, and people will be safe from your hands. He again reiterated in another quote that excess of silence produces awe. In a detailed sermon, Hazrat Ali said, “Your redressing what you have missed through your … Continue reading Spiritual ethics: Solace in silence
It has become a routine matter in our lives every year that we literally sweat for Eid moon sighting. Every year Ramadan starts and ends with confusion. Its actually quite ironic that in this digital age in which there are countries trying to explore the darker areas of space and we the muslims of India … Continue reading The chaotic moon-sighting
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for … Continue reading The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Each star a rung, night comes down the spiral staircase of the evening. The breeze passes by so very close as if someone just happened to speak of love. In the courtyard, the trees are absorbed refugees embroidering maps of return on the sky. On the roof, the moon - lovingly, generously – is turning … Continue reading A Prison Evening