April breeze was light and fresh,
pregnant with jasmine essence from my vale,
It was late afternoon, and I was tending my garden
when i caught the glimpse of that fair maiden,
She was tall, in a saree, serene as a flamingo
her obedient hair skirting her shoulders,
She stopped by my lawn and asked for directions
I forgot to blink as she neared me,
As I had not seen such beauty with grace
My pitcher of desire agitated me to embrace,
could not help noticing the fragrant perspiration on her neck
her arms, her wrists, and dewy fingers,
transported me to another world
where we made love and caressed and curled,
The chance encounter evaporated
as dew disappears, unsatisfied !
I still remember her perfume and breath
Can smell her presence even from a blindfold.

When your fast friend becomes the adversary
Display's agitation, meanness or mere envy,
then don't weep on his new stance
Nor make yourself sour unwisely,
Rather praise God and present alms
that you have been delivered timely,
Now you search for the noblest Friend
As the web has been broken finally.
- translation from masnavi -

When the wind blows, across the sands of Cholistan
it dances, rejoices, sings a song
the song of love, care and camel caravans
like the ones by the river of Babylon
winds and sands have seen through
eras of prophets and kings too
neither the oracles nor the lords are here
where me and my camel leisurely fare!

DEPLORABLE & EXTAR TOUGHABLE :) THE AMEN :) ^ ^ ^ ~ ~ ~ ~ _ _ _

ASSALAMALEYKUM , A CHILD OF GOD :) HOW R U DOING OVER THERE THESE DAYZ ?:) .... ^ ^ ^ ~ ~ ~ ~ _ _ _

ASSALAMALEJKUM , A SON OF GOD :) THE AMEN :) HOW R U DOING OVER THERE THESE DAYZ ?:) ^ ^ ^ ~ ~ ~ _ _ _ lol

Hey there. Cool pics! :)

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