Ocean without Shores

Lord, said David, since you do not need us, why did you create these two worlds? Reality replied: O prisoner of time, I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity, and I wished this treasure to be known, so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart; its darkened back, the world; The back would please you if you've never seen the face. Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw? Yet clean away the mud and straw, and a mirror might be revealed. Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, you must do a little work. My King addressed the soul of my flesh: You return just as you left. Where are the traces of my gifts? We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold. This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace. He is a hat to a hundred bald men, a covering for ten who were naked. Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child! How could a zephyr ride an ass? Spirit, find your way, i

" Nothing new can come into your life unless  you are grateful for what you already have " Gratitude.....have you ever heard of this word? If no then let me tell you what it actually means: its a state of being grateful, but if you already know about it then have you ever thought about implementing it in your life? Have you ever seen that young boy selling hot eggs on the streets in extreme winters or that little girl finding children of her age, not to play with them, but to sell them the balloons?? Have you observed that old mother rushing towards every car to find some money so that she can buy something for her kids to eat?? Have you ever noticed that old man selling vegetables but have nothing to give his family?? Yes, we see such people everyday but have but have we ever thought about their problems... No! because we never get time from our problems so big that we are always ready to blame God for them. Many of us are always ready to paint the situation i

When the world sleeps, I wake up because for me every single second of night is a blessing. My dad once said that:      " The silence of the night and the breeze at dawn  have secrets to tell.  You must ask for what you really want.  Don't go back to sleep. '' And this is what I believe too. These moments have a different kind of peace in them which only the seekers cam seek.  I'm not one of those pious types who spend their whole lives hunched on prayer rugs while their eyes and hearts remain closed to the outside world. They read the Quran in the budding flowers and migrating birds. I read the breathing Quran secreted in human beings. Because every man is an open book, each and everyone of us a walking Quran. The quest for God is ingrained in the hearts of all, be it a prostitute or a saint. Love exists within each one of us from the moment we are born and waits to be discovered from then on. God doesn't need our prayers nor He demands for any

The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had bought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus. The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus. But this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He said that when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears. '' Why do you weep? '' the goddesses asked. '' I weep for Narcissus '', the lake replied. '' Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus'', they said , ''for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.'' '' But.....was Narcissus be

Last time I left you all with a simple but interesting and important question that what you really want God to say about you.....I got many answers, some in the comment box, other through email and my twitter account. Everyone, I mean every single person wants to hear God saying that He pardoned them. That's quite a good answer but no one actually said that they want to hear Him saying that He loves them and they really matter....... There's no wisdom without Love. No Love without freedom, And no freedom unless we dare to walk away from what we have become.        Many desire to see their names in print,      Many read nothing but the race report,                  Much is your reading but not the word of God,                     Much is your building but not the House of God. But one answer really persuaded me to think......One of my friend from France answered that he wants God to apologize for all the injustice. My dear friend '' Justice ''

I am no one explain you what the word 'God' means but I am only here to explain my opinion about God. I have the curiosity to know Him and for this I place many questions in front for God to answer. This may seem wrong to many but the great Shams Tabriz once said that ' Never judge the way people connect to God.' The problem today is that the world values answers over questions. But questions should matter so much more. Whenever I see duality, I smash it into tiny little pieces. I make plurality out of singularity and complexity out of simplicity. And many of you would have done this. For me simplicity is not priority because our minds are not set for it. Our minds are made for the turns and twists of life. READ CAREFULLY:      Daring to know yourself means daring to destroy yourself. First, we  must pull ourselves apart. Then, with the same pieces, we will assemble a new self. What if bad comes into good and good into bad? What if devil comes into God and God in

Look into yourself You have learnt so much And read a thousand of books Have you ever read yourself? You have gone to mosque and temple Have you ever visited your soul? You are busy fighting Satan Have you ever fought your ill intentions? You have reached into the skies, But you have failed to reach What's in your heart!                                                     __ Baba Bulleh Shah Regards, Yashal Jalil

How long were you going to shrink from God when you could instead start to love Him? Heart always whispers,'' Be aware of the place where you are brought to tears. That's where I am, and that's where your treasure is.'' I don't know what will be your reaction after reading this post but I am a believer of words and they call me ''wizard of words''. I play with my words to make a place in your heart. Some people cry in the mosque and some are flooded with tears in a tavern. When a true lover of God goes into a tavern, the tavern becomes his chamber of prayer, but when a wine bibber goes into the same chamber, it becomes his tavern. In everything we do, it is our hearts that make the difference, not our outer appearances. Sufis do not judge other people on how they look or who they are. When a Sufi stares at someone, he keeps both his eyes closed and instead opens a third eye-the eye that sees the inner realm. Take a look around. Every man

WOULD YOU COME IF SOMEONE CALLED YOU BY WRONG NAME? I WEPT BECAUSE FOR YEARS HE DID NOT ENTER MY ARMS; THEN ONE NIGHT I WAS TOLD A SECRET; PERHAPS THE NAME YOU CALL GOD IS NOT REALLY HIS, MAYBE IT IS JUST AN ALIAS. We call Him by different names. Some call Him God, others regard Him as Allah, Some ask for His mercy using the name Buddha and others call him Bhagwaan. He listens all of them and boon them with what they want. He never differ between ones who call Him Allah or ones who call Him God. He never stopped Himself granting ones who call Him Buddha or ones who regard Him as Bhagwaan. If He; the Almighty never felt bad on the names we gave Him, then why we people are ignorant towards people calling Him with the name we don't use. He; Allah, God, the Almighty has His own language through which He wants to talk to us. That's actually the soul of the world and that language is LOVE. For Him it doesn't matter what name you give Him, but what matters is how muc

I am not sure whether writers choose their subject or whether their subjects somehow come to find them. The idea of today's post came one Friday morning when I wandered nearly alone, through the Liberty Bazaar in Lahore, Pakistan. Most of the shops including counters piled high with figs, pistachios, djellabas, even toy trucks and cleaning products were closing for the Friday prayers. I could already see clumps of men depositing their scuffed shoes outside a huge mosque. Te only sounds in the bazaar that morning were the cooing of doves, fluttering in stone ceilings vaulted high above a dark second story of a few shops. I took out my notebook and started drawing something when suddenly a black haired 12-something-year old boy came to me and gave me a glass of milk with some almonds crushed in it. I took the glass, thanked him and asked that why was he being so generous? The boy replied," Because God love those who love His creation and after all we are here for Him and to fo

                       WE ALL ARE VALENTINE Each year on February 14 th , many people exchange cards, candy, gifts or flowers with their special “ valentine .” The day  of romance we call   Valentine's Day   is named for a Christian martyr and dates back to the 5 th  century. Many people love to celebrate this day but many shun love using the word romantic as a sign of disapproval. Ever thought what's Rumi poetry about? Hopefully you people know the answer. Rumi poetry is about love. I never understand why people are against Valentine's day and still love Rumi. Though Rumi said,'' Be drunk in Love, since Love is everything that exists.'' This world is a home; home for humans, home for insects, home for birds, home for animals and home for dervishes. Each one of us looks for the negative perspective but we never thought about one good thing this day provides us with; LOVE..... When a true lover of God goes into a tavern, the tavern becomes his ch