i got the point bus etraz is bat pa ha janb k yah wahudt ul wajood ke tarf nhe kurb e zaat ke tarf ishrah ha. baki her cheaz k 2 chezo ma daka ja sakta ha majazi ma b or haqeeqe ma b. ma majase ma dak rahao ho or ap haqeeqe ma.simple
shair khta ha zuba pa mahr lgana to koe bat nhe
budal sako to budl do mere khyalo ko

Muaf karna Shani me nahi samjha.. majazi me kese??

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"So my birth was the first of all my misfortunes". (Jean Jacques Rosseou)

@farah hazir janb
mjy mere teacher na kaha tha bahse krne sa hum bhase jeet jate hain per bnda har date hian .teak ha janb ap teak kah rahe hain

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Bus ise bat pa pesh-e-fanna khamosh ho
Aik jaha tameer ho ga sub fanna hone k Bad

Isiq to ishiq hota hai. Ishq kisi ka paband thory na hai. As my favorite poet RUMI says:
"love comes by its free will."

Ap ki mijaaz ki baat smjh m nhn aee.....!


Oper KHUDA ki baat keraha hai, nechy apnay wijood ki, keh raha hai MERA wijood aya e kyun????? Kyun aya, kyun k wo hisa tha KHUDA ka.
ASMAAN SAY UTARA GAYA HOON,
ZINDAGI DAY K MARA GAYA HOON.

Vo me samajhta hun k metaphorically use hve hain magar me yahi to keh raha hun k is metaphorical interpretation ko ap God aur Being pe apply nahe kar sakte.. aur apply na kar sakne ki wajah me apni pichli post me bata chuka hun..
following the same metaphorical interpretation, if i say:
Let all the drops disintegrate themselves from each other and u will never find the ocean.. can it be applied to God and Being now??

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"So my birth was the first of all my misfortunes". (Jean Jacques Rosseou)

Rumi Sahab Says!

“Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret,
and in exchange gain the Ocean.
Listen, O drop, bestow upon yourself this honor,
and in the arms of the Sea be secure."

Rumi again!
"You are not just the drop in the ocean, You are the mighty ocean in the drop."

dude ase k ma na pahly boht shortly explain kia tha ab detail ma jkawbn da data ho. dr jameel jalbi ke book ha arstoo sa elite tak us ma adab k bare ma bhase ke gaye ha k adab islye wajood ma ya q k insan apne hone sa boht takleef ma tha dukh sukh zindge moat parashania bemaria to us na kahnia bunna shrow kr di shrow ma isy hazyan kaha gya .lekan jub wo kahnia sunta tha to uske concentration apne vajood sa hut jate the or apne zaat sa farar hasil kr k relax ho jata tha. ab ap islam ke roshnia ma b yah dak sakte hain k pahr pa b quran utrtra to wo raaza raaza ho jata matlub insan ko kafi suffer krna parta ha.
now come to the point ma na yah kaha k yah majazae ma ha sahir matlub wo he kurb e zaat sa farrer but ap isy haqeeqe ma b la sakte hian wahudt ul wajood wali thoery. ma sarf islye ase kah raha ho k mjy ishrar nhe milta k ma wahudt ul wajood ke theory fit kr lo is shair ma or taqleed undha dhund mjy pasund nhe
ghalib k shair kuch ase b ha mjy shae yaad nhe
atry ma dajla dikeae na da ,juz ma qul
khale bucho ka howa deede-e-bena na howa
yah sahir 100% wahud ul wajood ke tarf ha

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Bus ise bat pa pesh-e-fanna khamosh ho
Aik jaha tameer ho ga sub fanna hone k Bad

Whatever Rumi says, my question or objection stands again.. The words of Rumi aren't providing any answer.. they are the restatement of what u had said and I had objected..

@ Farah
Finally, as further Debate is yielding nothing, I declare agreement with your explanation and that of JazibRoomi.. Though I don't agree with the concept of Wahdat ul Wajood, but I do agree with the thing that this stanza of Galib points towards that concept..

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"So my birth was the first of all my misfortunes". (Jean Jacques Rosseou)

Thanks, Dear!!! We cannot change your belief or whatever. It is quite good you are agree now. Stay Blessed.

U welcome bhyya.. Baat belief change karne ya na karne ki nahi hai, baat ye hai k admi jis baat ko durust manta hai os pe mantqi aur aqli dalayil rakhta he ya nahi.. aur os baat pe hamen yaqeen karna hi nahi chahye jis pe dalayil kmzor hoon.. yahi aql ka taqaza hai aur isi aql ki bunyad per ham insan ashraf ul makhlooqat kehlaye jate hain..
Regards..

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