• Firoj khan

    Dear Prof. Safi!
    Its a very spiritual poem. Thanks

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  • sleepless

    Every year at the end of the Ramadan, I ask myself whether I will live long enough to see her next arrival. Thankfully, after a long wait, here she is with all her beauty and majesty. Now, for a month everyday I will ask myself whether I entertain her fittingly. Supposedly she is the guest and I am the householder, but the reality is just the opposite. I am the poor, needy guest and I pray that Ramadan entertains me and the entire world fittingly.