Life’s no life when honor’s left; Man’s a man when honor’s kept. Nation’s honor and nation’s fame; On life they have a prior claim. With thoughts of these I do remain; Unvexed with cares of loss or pain. … Read More »Poem by-Khushal Khan-
زه شتمن يم ماښام د مسجده د کلي و کوڅي ته يوازي زه راووتم نور ټوله پر لمانځه وه په سورمايي اسمان کي سپوږمۍ ولاړه وه هم ستوري هم شفق وو و موسيدم بيا مي دا احساس پر زړه سو… Read More »“زه شتمن يم” by-Sami-
Who is at my door? He said, “Who is at my door?” I said, “Your humble servant.” He said, “What business do you have?” I said, “To greet you, 0 Lord.” He said, “How long will you journey on?” I… Read More »Who is at my door? by -Rumi-
Surprise! Surprise! Love, too, in the sense we understand it now, is not a universal human emotion. Even today it is not universal: some cultures are familiar with it and some are not. And, historically, only the last five hundred… Read More »Love??
If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, Like… Read More »-Rumi-