‘’ O, our lord! I have settle some of my off spring in this valley, where in there is no cultivation in the neighborhood of your sacred house, O our lord! In order that they may establish prayers, so cause people’s hearts to the incline towards them with love and devotion, and provide them with fruits, haply they may be thankful,’’

The story of Hazrat Hajirah mother of Hazrat Ismail A.S has been mentioned in detail in the Bible. The Holy Quran has also insinuated to it at various places, since that, the Holy Quran does not give comprehensive detail of any incident but focuses only on the substance of that very incident. The purpose behind this philosophy is to consolidate the attention of human being towards admonition.
Allah had deputed Hazrat Ismail A.S’s mother for bringing up her son when father of Hazrat Ismail A.S Hazrat Abraham A.S left both of them in a barren valley. The anxiety of Hazrat Hajirah for her son, her eagerness on his inextinguishable thirst and palpitation, her running between Safa and Marwah in search of water has become the part of history and an example for the people. This is unforgettable and lasting picture of motherly love. Her pains and exertions are so purified that they have been regarded as a part of worshiping.

Who is Hazrat Sayyidah Hajirah?

She was a frail and feeble maidservant. She was daughter of the king of Egypt. Having being impressed by dignity and nobleness of Hazrat Sairah, the king decided to send his daughter with her as a house maid and thought it a great privilege for him and his family. He said,
‘’ It is better for my daughter to live like housemaid in Sairah’s house then to live a queen in any other house.’’It was the tradition of that society that the second wife was considered the maid servant of the first wife. Sairah the wife of Hazrat Abraham A.S took Hajirah along with her from Egypt to Kennan. Sairah had become very old but was not blessed with any child. One day she thought to bequeath her maid servant to Hazrat Abraham A.S. After some time, be the Grace of Allah Hajirah became pregnant. Now, Hazrat Sairah started blazing with womanish jealousy, which lies in almost every woman. She felt that her maidservant was looking down upon her with a great pride.
One day she complained against her to Hazrat Abraham A.S that she had given him, her maidservant who was expressing her pride and superiority for a few days. He replied very politely. ‘’ She is your maidservant, you may treat her as you wish.’’
Hazrat Sairah didn’t say anything to her maidservant and became silent. But when Hazrat Ismail A.S was born to Hajirah, she could not endure it and swore that she would no longer live with her maidservant in the same house.
Sairah kept on afflicting Hazrat Abraham A.S even, one day he left his home and set off towards the South. Sayyidah Hazrat along with her innocent newborn baby Ismail A.S also followed him. He thought of finding a place of refuge for his son in Makkah, where there were some relics of Allah’s house (Bait Ulla). This is the same Bait Ulla (Allah’s house) in which the very first prayer was performed on the earth. Makkah was barren in those days, and there was no sign of population. Bedouin’s caravan had rarely come and stayed there. Some people of Amaliqah tribe were living away from Makkah. They used to come in search of water and grass time and again.

Hazrat Abraham A.S left Hajirah and Ismail A.S on the mound, while giving some dates and a leather bag of water. He further told them to make a hut with leaves and branches of date palms. When he was returning while leaving them alone. Hajirah terrified by that dreadful barren desert and said,‘’ Please don’t go back leaving us alone in this deserted plain.’’
But neither paid any heed to her nor replied. He feared of surrendering before motherly love of a broken hearted, confused and miserable mother. Hajirah repeated her question again ‘’ Where are you going while leaving us alone? Where there is no sign of any human being’’ But again he did not pay any attention, even when he reached at the end of the valley he heard a heart-rending voice of Hajirah. She asked. ‘’ Has Allah commanded you to leave me and my son in this barren valley?’’
Hazrat Abraham A.S did not turn back to her and replied. Yes! Having heard this reply, she surrendered and said. ‘’ Alright, Allah will never leave us helpless.’’ She bowed her head quietly and paid no attention to Hazrat Abraham A.S. no sooner did Hazrat Abraham A.S cross the valley and went behind a mound then he prayed to Allah submissively and humbly.

‘’O our Lord! I have settled some of my off spring in this valley, where in there is no cultivation in the neighborhood of your Holy house. O our Lord! So that they may be constant in prayer; so cause people hearts to incline towards them love and devotion and provide them with fruits, haply they may be grateful.’’
O our Lord! Verily you know what we conceal (in our hearts) and what we disclose. And nothing is hidden from Allah in the earth or in the heaven.
(Surah Ibrahim-37-38)

After this prayer he set out for Kennan and reached to his wife Sairah. Now Hazrat Hajirah paid her full attention to her son. Seeing him, she got some consolation and affection with which she forgot some impending troubles and painful sufferings in the solitude for the time being. And as much as she absorbed in his love, she forgot the feelings of loneliness and ill fate, which were destined to her in this desolated valley. But when she ran short of dates and water and the innocent son was anguish with thirst. She stood puzzled and started looking for water.

When she could not find anything somewhere, she thought of climbing up a hill. The nearest hill was Safah in this valley. She climbed up Safah hill and put a glance at the surroundings to find something and set ears to listen any voice but there was nothing but calmness and horror ……………..Then ……………… (To be continued)

Preface Umm-Ul Nabi (PBUH) // Authoress Dr, Ayesha Abdul Rehman
Eminence Muhammad Abdul Wahid Qadri

‘’ I never bother the world as world bothers me , in return what I Do is nothing but Patience, because only patience makes me higher in stature and makes me successful in my own self and own self declarations and satisfactions lead to the WILL of Almighty Allah’’.

This narration or quote is dedicated to one who told his inner self to the mirror. The Fate or Fortune is some what so sound and stay blessed upon me when other trusted me so well that can tell even the inner most reality or tragedies to me. This trusty spirit being realized as trust worthy is incredibly enchanted THE SOUL. As Flame lit up, gives light to others, but it burns itself. Similarly, the person who is trust worthy lit up for others but burn up inside for nothing but naturally for the spirit of devotion or for the reversion of same favor.

‘’Favor, especial favors are never needed, what needed it just of the same reversion of taking back what ever just delivered but Time, This Time and This Day just lacking this understanding . The world is not big enough that cannot be captured but human mind and emotions are surely upto the level that not fully entered of generated at once at spark. ‘’

The world is huge when it get empty, its must be considered seduced when filled up, what ever this is the earthly life in which we human befall to work out till our last breath. The story begins when one start gazing or chasing and one just considered trapped.  

Persona’s Speech:

That one sunny day usual enough similar to other same routines, same place, same learning’s, same faces, same relations, same outlook, same splendors, same the one (whom I never considered but maketh the one that given the life to its toes) and same me. What happened than? Yes the life switched because the thinking switched and this manipulation in the thought and thinking brings change. Thinking is not much dynamic it is somehow static as compare to emotions. Emotions are more dynamic and diversified than the thinking or head skills.

When it comes to the tender beings, the LORD named as woman is the being that moulds the both thinking, head skills and the emotions so one can say over all our presence. It is like a woman (Mother) gives birth in the earthly life and than a second woman in Man’s life as the partner more or less also the vital figure that makes, mould build or destroy. This is woman who want to establish the link as pure it may converts and keenly sew in the skin of a personality and this is woman by womanish acts can play nothing but silliness. For me I consider the positive but comes with the Tsunami that shudder the soul, heart, mind, life and the relations. As all not same I agree but it happens with me so for me that very single relation just ruin all the fields that fore seen to be grown in hopes and in positive sight. Met her at study place, she drawn the attention towards as I kept on protecting eye as I have been recommended the most elite in my personalities among others.

Proceedings onwards as I know so far persona proceedings, the waves of the ocean begins violent and but that’s bitterest reality that it happens and written in fate and who can erase it? No one at least I cannot (though my inner persona makes it Alas! I can) but I cannot assuredly but at that stage if I sustain the scale than for sure ALLAH blessed upon more. Yes she came to the world of emotion by giving it air but left similarly as seasons avail and prevail. I don’t bother what she did to me but bothered mine sources and bothered my close liaison relations that’s much considerable – Ages over ages some say that ‘LOVE IS BLIND’ its appears to me in my life so truly . I have been not yet commenced that either I have been trapped to that or either I fall in that. But surely I get fall from that because I have been deceived under my trusty eye – In relationships it is vital that few realities must known prior else where we get so far along. It happened not been reformed, failed and long away from the ages. Similarly I lose few hopes as I got jungle shrubs in the emotions of my sharer. My Sharer becomes the retreater, becomes the deceiver, becomes the world’s eye upon me, and becomes the one whom the conscious called words. I have been called and become Cuckold………………. Unknowingly.

Above this word and reality there is no other deemed, decanted, misty reality descend upon. Consequently it is true that I have been searched by that eagle eye to play upon however, this hurts deep where one can hindrances upon all the proceedings where that personality need urge to sprang. However that day doomed upon me when after being in the crystal clear mirror image I got crack. The mirror shows reality though in earthly realty some things may happen deep inside. This ruin the world, it was hard to bear but as time is good healer with great passage of life so it heals up the open haunted heart and as well the deepest emotional wounds.

I don’t know either I forget or forgive her or not but surely I cannot forget myself and own self forgiveness of the selecting the one who just foot upon me as considering a road or crash upon me a tiny stone in a way. This is the cultivate land this earth, what ever be saw so shall be reaped. Only with the words that her conscious may spell the guilt of misdoings or she must aware of the exchange of her acts none of my concerns need to say, so do I none I can I say from my tongue or my heart’s voice. To share this contains a purpose that through that experience the others learn to be aware of their own will’s considerations, but scale it out either it is good or what the hereafter results.

Life is not systematically arranged it has pendulum of time in its hands moves To and Fro; it’s just like LIBRA (Sign of scale). So I would only recommend and suggest to the spectators to be the attentive eager personality who save from the waves of life and Fate – Stay the person who be bestow in front of Lord and remains in Almighty’s favor only HIS favor can save and make the one ‘BLESSED ONE’ .

 Persona; ends the speech but life going on ……………….

Dedicated Article ‘ Persona Speech’ ( Mr Hassan Imran’s Autobiography)  

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The blossoming of love is strange and wondrous!

When I acquired the knowledge of love, I dreaded the mosque.

I fled to my Lords dwelling, Where a thousand sounds reverberate.

When love revealed its mystery to me,

The parroted words vanished. Inside and out, I was cleansed.

I saw my Beloved wherever I looked.

Heer and Ranjha are already one.

But Heer, deluded, still searches the woods.

Here Ranjha is with her, And she does not even know it.

 

I am tired of reading the Vedas and the Koran!

Obeisance has only abraded my forehead.

God was not in Mecca, nor any holy place.

But whoever finds Him becomes brightly illuminated.

Burn the prayer rug, break the clay pot,

Divest yourself of rosary, bowl and staff.

Those who love – proclaim repeatedly and loudly,

‘Eat the forbidden! Forsake halaal!’(a lawful diet)

You have spent your life in the mosque,

Yet your heart is filled with filth.

Not once did you discern that God is One!

What is your point in making this racket now? Your devotion was loveless.

Now your protestations are worthless.

Bulleh says, I would have remained silent,

It is love that compels me to speak forcefully.

The blossoming of love is strange and wonderful.

Bhaanve Jaan Na Jaan VeDe Aa VaD Mere

Whether or not you know this,

Enter my courtyard.

I adore you (I would sacrifice my life for you),

Enter my courtyard.

For me, there is nobody else but you.

Though I search every forest, plain and desert.

Though I search the entire world.

Enter my courtyard.  People believe you are a lowly cowherd,

Named Ranjha.

But you are my faith, my religion.

Enter my courtyard.

I left my parents for love of you,

My Lord, Shah Inayat.

Honor this love I bear for you.

Enter my courtyard.

    Banish the timekeeper, my beloved has come home, my precious one!

    Again and again the time keeper strikes the gong,

    Diminishing this night of our union.

    Were he to look into my heart,

    Himself, he would fling it away.

    The unheard music plays majestically.

    The singer accomplished in rhythm and measure.

    Forgotten are my prayers

    As the distiller gives me plentiful wine.

    At the wondrous sight of his face,

    All my sorrows vanished.

    The night marches on. How can I extend it?

    O build a wall against the day!

 

    I have lost myself.

    I can not remember when I was wedded.

    It is not possible to hide,

    This complete grace that is upon me.

    Many magic spells were cast,

    Magicians came, big and small.

    Now that my beloved is home,

    I will remain with him for a hundred thousand years.

    Says Bullah Shah, in this beloved bed

    I have crossed over to the other side.

    Finally, my turn came,

    Separation is no longer possible.

    Banish the timekeeper, my beloved has

    come home, my precious one.

 The hajjis go to Mecca.

My beloved Ranjha is my Mecca.

Yes, I am crazy! I am wedded to Ranjha.

Still my father pushes me.

    Yes, I am crazy!

    The hajjis go to Mecca

    My bridegroom, within me, is my Mecca.

    Yes, I am crazy!

    Hajjis and ghazis both lie within us,

    Thieves and pickpockets too.

    Yes, I am crazy!

    The Hajjis go to Mecca

    But I am going to Takht Hazara.

    Yes, I am crazy!

    Wherever is your beloved, there lies Kaaba,

    Though you search the four books.

    Yes, I am crazy! Why should I go to Kaaba

    When I long for Takht Hazaara?

    People worship  Kaaba,

    I worship my dearest Friend.

    I long for Takht Hazaara.

    Beloved Raanjha, seeing my defects,

    do not put me out of your mind,

    Remember(think of) this worthless one.

    I long for Takht Hazaara.

    Though I cannot swim,

    It will be your shame if I drown.

    I long for Takht Hazaara.

    I found no one like you,

    Though I searched the entire world.

    I long for Takht Hazaara.

 

 

    Turn your face toward me,

    my dear one,

    Turn your face toward me!

    It is you who inserted the hook in me,

    It is you who pulls the cord.

    Turn your face toward me!

    The call to prayer came from your throne in heaven,

    The sound reverberated in Mecca.

    Turn your face toward me!

    Says Bulleh, I will not die,

    Though someone else may.

    Turn your face toward me!

 

 

          Translated by Suman Kashyap

 

    Stay silent to survive.

    People cannot stand to hear the truth.

    They are at your throat if you speak it.

    They keep away from those who speak it.

    But truth is sweet to its lovers!

    Truth destroys shara (shariah).

    Brings rapture to its lovers,

    And unexpected riches,

    Which shara (shariah) obscures.

    Those lovers cannot remain silent

    Who have inhaled the fragrance of truth.

    Those who have woven love into their lives,

    Leave this world of falsehood.

    Bulleh Shah speaks the truth.

    He uncovers the truth of shara (shariah).

    He opens the path to the fourth level,

    Which shara (shariah) obscures.

My Eyes Pour Out Tears

He left me, and himself he departed;

What fault was there in me ?

 

Neither at night nor in the day do I sleep in peace;

My eyes pour out tears !

Sharper than swords and spears are the arrows of love !

There is no one as cruel as love ;

This malady no physician can cure.

There is no peace, not for a moment,

So intense is the pain of separation !

O Bullah, if the Lord were to shower

His grace, My days would radically change !

He left me, and himself he departed.

What fault was there in me ?

By: Bulleh Shah

No Other Thought Exists

Repeating the name of Ranjha

I have become Ranjha myself.

O call me ye all “Dhido-Ranjha,”

let no one call me Heer .

Ranjha is in me, I am in Ranjha,

no other thought exists in my mind.

I am not, He alone is.

He alone is amusing himself.

By: Bulleh Shah

You Alone exist

You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved!
You alone exist, I do not!
Like the shadow of a house in ruins,
I revolve in my own mind.
If I speak, you speak with me:
If I am silent, you are in my mind.
If I sleep, you sleep with me:
If I walk, you are along my path.
Oh Bulleh, the spouse has come to my house:
My life is a sacrifice unto Him.
You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved

Souls Reunited

Staring intensely
Eyes focused
Gaze unaltered
Complete strangers
Or are we?

We talk, we stare
We gaze some more
We don’t speak a word
We embrace
Souls reunited

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I have been pierced by the arrow of love,

 what shall I do ?

                                                                                                                                 Bulleh Shah —Century’s Spiritualism

I can neither live, nor can I die.

Listen ye to my ceaseless outpourings,

I have peace neither by night, nor by day.

I cannot do without my Beloved even for a moment.

I have been pierced by the arrow of love,

what shall I do ?

The fire of separation is unceasing !

Let someone take care of my love.

How can I be saved without seeing him?

I have been pierced by the arrow of love,

what shall I do ?

• ‘Wisdom generates intellectuals’.
• ‘Wisdom is a weapon for thinker ‘.
• ‘Wisdom makes Man a Super being ‘.
• ‘Best communication and better way of conversation itself is wisdom’.
• ‘Wisdom is not only for wise people but by using it anyone can be wise’.
• ‘Think, Read & Write these three major qualities and abilities lead to wisdom’.
• ‘Voice of deep thought and the way of expression for it cultivate wisdom in the Soil that here after becomes tree of knowledge’.
• ‘Breathing as Crown of Creation and knowing of nothing is befooling human  Identity and ridicules the fate lines of struggle where wisdom stay apart ‘.
• ‘Perpetual, conceptional and liberal people remain and spend their lives in quest Of knowledge and wisdom’.
• ‘Keep the wise people to spread knowledge and wisdom as they are the true sharers of truth and divinity’.

• Pen can change the world.
• One can express his soul by pen.
• Pen is more powerful than sword.
• The pen is the most important source of strength.
• Emotions speak but few are just elaborated by pen.
• Pen is character itself which becomes persona for humans.
• Writings are only famous of those who know the use of pen.
• PEN is the first divine attention that writes every thing before the beginning of eternal story.
• Lord maketh the Pen first to serve to write the tale of this whole universe from beginning to end.
• Pen is unconquerable, uninvincible eminent product Omni-present and convincing and can measure the parameters of conscious mind.

• ‘If I tell u the truth…… It’s not an easy task as it always brings tears to hearts but truth develops learning.’
• ‘Learning is like dancing with thoughts to some extend’.
• ‘Learn, learning is strength of soul.’
• ‘Learning is for all life’s students’.
• ‘Life is too short to learn every art of divine.’
• ‘Experience is great source of learning.’
• ‘To learn is every person’s duty to understand life and his relation with Lord’.
• ‘ Height on knowledge provides height of learning which dwells the soul in the Identifiable frame’.
• ‘Complaining for ignorance is for those who have not worth for Learning.’
• ‘ Fight for learning, live for learning, die for learning it will directly leads to heavens’.

• ‘Knowledge shuts a man’s mouth.’
• ‘Hallow character cannot be the knowledge lover’.
• ‘Knowledge brings possibilities to impossibilities’.
• ‘Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens’.
• ‘The good life is inspired by love and guided by knowledge’.
• ‘Despite of the fact that Knowledge is power it is way to the strengthen light of Providence’.
• ‘Knowledge is gate way to the unconquerable Will and unflawed, uneased,Uncased Life’.
• ‘The beginning of knowledge is the discovery of something we do not Understand’.
• ‘To know is the earnest nature and keen desire of Man, the more he possess the more he concentrate more he gain the knowledge’.
• ‘Knowledge sprung Eve’s bite of Apple ,thus fruit of knowledge taught the experience of mortal life and immortal life here after, thus introduced death, thus tragedy begins, thus parent grief produced, thus Crown of creation defaults self awareness, self assertion & self monologue’.

Images reflect, reflection has its own idosyncraisis though that reflection is on the surface of the transparent water, though it is in the clear mirror or though it be in the IMAGE. Reflection is temporary but it adds on meaning as permanent as the mark.

Natural images are much more reflective and delegated towards the human mind, that it enhances creativity. This creativity has been converted in two major sorts, one to assume from the outer layer, one must be Extrovert and second pungent source is the inner one that one must be the Introvert. The functions or the devices might collaborate. Both sources have their powerful and ruling effects, whereas it also dominating to the most earnest humanly desire to capture.

If for a while we pay attention may get the idea that Human Eye is itself a camera, Human Mind photo gallery. The artists who paint, who color, who sketch all are the genius in   Capturing the Introvert and the Extrovert Imageries and Reflections.
So we get an ardent idea that this instinctive product of human nature that capturing images, maintain them, cropping the pictures, shadowing the images, collect and save the natural photos, be the sharpened and the refinest photographer…. And so on.
Today world has an eye, we are surviving in the metallic satellite universe where things have been expanded and on the contrary micro minimized as well so do all the areas of life. To collectively united on a platform, are winner’s choice.

The image in mine article is the representative and shadowed image explaining the most important and vital reality and truth of human life ‘BELIEVE’. If we believe in, it could pave the track to achievement, it is unseen yet the most powerful instinctive source that rule over the spiritual contexts.

This imagery is selective and corporative with the templates of happenings or the sense to assume the Divine testimonies. While emphasize upon this topic, is the urge as this is the deep thoughtful tooling.

Hence, to compel the thought right here with the clause is not wrong that reflection is made up by the images. The dulibility here is of two topics, one is of Image and the other of Word Believe. Image is one way of expression of thought and word is another and the expression, thought altogether linked with the idea or the subject which is fabricated to reveal.

Believe is unseen, untouched. It’s not physical, it has no body, has no color as well. Some say that it is unreliable and unreachable. It is nothing but the mystical myth created my human mind or it is something just attached with human emotions. The missionary approaches enhance such thoughts, or the atheists ‘neglect such an important reality but one who is the believer cannot.

Believe is spiritual thought, it is as powerful as the Will can make it. Distances are out there as soul is the major source of believed. The race of human is still on the phase of earth who does not believe in God; The Creator. But if they do not believe it will not the refusal or if they deny than their denial is just their falsehood it will just affect them not anyone else.

Believer can make the difference, mental exercises, to see to examine, to analyze than accept is the scientific mode not the spiritual ground, not the reality exposure and not even the religious note. To believe is a mystical spirit which endowed and empowered with the depth and the heights of covering letters. It is embellished with the purified thought and only the neat and pious and pure can reach the level to start believing in.

So many happenings had been through on earth, from the day Man has been made the vicegerent of this place, history elaborates everything but few not which has been only known by Lord. Religion has bestowed to Man, if think for a while what is it? Specific Holy Book that gives or astern the way to follow terms and conditions to live ethical life, miracles and ancient nation’s scruples’…….. What?  It is hard to believe if scientific narrations would add on.

Religion’s soul is believe, who believe get purified. Generosity may depends just to be staunch in whatever be identified the Truth by spirit.

There are so many examples where we can estimate that we have no evidences, no proofs but the miracles. Miracles just prevail and reveal there where believe sprang. As:

‘There can be miracles, when you believe, the hope is frail it’s hard to believe’

The breath taking soul believes, because it is maketh so. Life of physical world is just like that being in the field to crop, but life for the spirit is trackless, traceless and placeless but not priceless.