i invoke, you listen
you create, i decorate
i forget, you forgive
you elucidate, i meditate
i am one note, you are harmony
i prostrate
neither holding on
nor resisting,
i elevate
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O the red robed Jhulelal, may I always have your benign protection
After too long I wrote a poem, thanks to this exquisite version of Mast Qalandar – the tabla sequence with the clapping took me to another world.
I came across an old diary and scraps of paper with scribblings of my poetry, I hope to be more consistent on my blog.
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Interesting facts I came across in this article Lal Shahbaz Qalandar – A profile
Known to the world as Hazrat Lal Shahbaz Qalandar, Syed Mohammad Usman Marwandi was born in the late twelfth century in 1177 in Marwand, now Afghanistan, to Syed Ibrahim Kabir-ud-Din Mujab.
His mother was a high-ranking princess and his father was the caretaker of the Holy Shrine of Imam-e-Hussain (AS), where he is buried.
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“neither holding on
nor resisting”
was inspired by my evening meditation
SONYA KASSAM 
Beautiful poem as all the others you have created
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Thank you always :)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this beautiful post and for the commentary about Hazrat Lal Shahbaz Qalandar, one of our very favorite sources of wisdom.
All good wishes,
robert
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Thank you Robert, I also learnt a lot about Lal Shahbaz Qalandar and his background.
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Sonya This is beautiful! Happy Diwali Love
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Thank you so much, hope you had a beautiful Diwali
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Wonderful poem.
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Thank you so much Ranu
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Jhoole Laal Qalandar’s father, Ibrahim, was called “mujaab” because the word “Mujaab” means “the one who is replied to”. He was not only a caretaker – at his time if you wanted to visit the grave of Imam Hussain AS you had to have your arm cut off, and perform the visitation before your wounds could be tended to. Ibrahim visited once and lost an arm. He visited twice and lost a second arm. The guards did not know what to do the third time so they cut off one of his legs. Propelling himself by only one leg, he crawled towards the grave and yelled “asalamu alaika ya aba abdillah”. a reply came from the grave “alaikum salam ya Ibrahim”. Ibrahim died upon hearing the voice and his grave is less than 10 metres away from Imam Hussains, in the same haram room. Ibrahim’s father was called Abdullah. And Abdullah’s father was Imam Musa Al Kadhim (as).
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stories within stories
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