Monday, October 3, 2011

A parable from Rumi


 I am heart. Matter and spirit can never weave a magic on me. Except one spirit named soul .oh  my own beautiful soul you are eternal ….you have seen the secrets beyond matter . I admire your flight beyond heavens. I love you because I have seen in you what no other can see. Your gravity defying dance and your song enchants me ...Had you known your worth. If only you had known that how precious you are! How beautiful you are, and what’s your status in my eyes. ……. I want you to stay with me.



Yes I cry I mourn , I wail on your current condition. Yes I pray day and night to God to cure you soon and I believe it will come true one day. I will give up my king ship in your honor. I will utilise all my resources to make you smile just once… if this doesn’t work. I will knock the door of GOD for Devine help . Without even letting you know that I am worried. God forbids this might make you even more sad. No…….. I can bear any thing  but cannot see you in pain and grief. O lord of seven heavens , all my kingship surrenders in front of you, all my resources are just like an atoms weight in your sight. Cure my soul…cure it please……



Atlast God has sent one of his precious friends to me for you. Oh wonderful soul look God is concerned about you too.. HE loves you too.. oh soul common smile please just once please… say something. break your silence let me know what can I do for you!



Ok… so that goldsmith (wealth) piece of cake for me…  I promise, I will bring him to you but promise me that you will smile and recover from your sickness.

Oh my beloved soul I never knew that to recover you from sickness I will have to suffer even  sever sickness than yours.  You are happy but what about me… now look at me…. I lost your attention I lost your sight………….. no…………….. I can’t live without you... I tremble in pain…… I lost the purpose of my life and existence… I will die………… help OH LORD… help again… what’s wrong with me oh God! ask your friend (mentor)..to heal me ... as he is trying to heal my dear soul……… may be I am in even more severe pain than that of hers….

Please do something…. This pain is unbearable……… this speration with my bleloved soul seems bitter than death to me…….. help……….



Thanks for you intoxicating potion oh caring mentor. yes it is giving me strength . its not that I have stopped to tremble in pain. But it is just that. now I am able to bear it… and kill it for some time… at least your potion has silenced me and I am able to pass fake smiles……..

Thanks for your help my lord and my mentor.

Atlast, Oh my soul you are able to judge right from wrong.  I know true love always wins .I welcome you back to be my queen. Come oh soul now I will show you the vastness of my kingdom and jewels and treasures I have reserved just for you. I don’t claim to be as good as your mentor but his potion has turned me mentor like. I will try to be as caring and loving as him. I have a surprise for you too. Be mine and I will bless you with the sight of THE ETERNAL , whom we both worship and are eager to meet with. THE HAPPY END
Rumi summons soul of every individual to unite with his/her Heart and unlock all the mysteries and secrets of truth and false. 

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