by Sheikh Saleem Ahmed
from vol. 6, no. 2
posted July 15, 2002
Moulana Shah Maghsoud
from vol. 5, no. 4
posted October 19, 2001
posted September 1, 2001
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by Sa'adi of Shiraz
there was a caravan going to Hijaz. Many people were in this caravan
including a dervish. After a few days in the desert, suddenly the
caravan was attacked by a gang of highway robbers. They took everyone's
money, jewelry, gold and pearls and left them in agony. People,
losing their wealth, became sad and wept for their lost treasure
except the dervish whose manner and position remained unchanged.
The passengers became curious, "Maybe the robbers did not take
his money, maybe they had pity on him and left him alone,"
they thought. Finally, one of the passengers asked the dervish if
he also had been robbed and if so, why he was not crying like the
others. The dervish replied,
"I was robbed just
like the rest of you, but I am not so much attached to my gold and
treasure to lose heart when losing them." They asked him, "What
caused you to come to this state of mind?" The dervish replied,
"When I was young I had a most understanding, beautiful and
generous friend. I was very attached to him and his friendship.
One day, all of the sudden, he became sick and no treatment helped
him to recover and he died. His death was overbearing. I mourned
for a long time. One day I did not find it useful to mourn any more
so I stopped and made a promise that for the rest of my life I would
not become attached to anything or any desire that its loss brings
so much pain."
is joyous to pull the treasure from the ocean
when you have no fear of the waves;
It is better to enjoy the rose
When there is no thorn;
I was like a peacock in the garden of life
But now, I am an anguished snake
Nothing pleasing to my sight.
is Dear Only to the Heart of the Lover
there was a king who heard about the story of Leili and Majnun and
knew that Majnun left his life in the city and strayed in the desert
and field. He called his ministers and soldiers to bring Majnun
to his palace. Soldiers went to the field and found Majnun and brought
him to the palace of the king. The king asked Majnun, "Why
did you leave the human society, leave your home and stay in the
caves and deserts: Why did you not find social life pleasing?"
Majnun replied, "I left my family and my friends because they
were blaming me for my love for Laili. Oh, how I wish the day will
come when they see that beauty and they will all fall in love with
her and regret the blame they put on me." Majnun talked and
talked about Leili's beauty so much that the king became eager to
see Laili. So he asked his soldiers to bring her to his court.
went to Laili's tribe and brought her to the presence of the king.
To the king's astonishment, Laili was weak, dark skinned, and not
pretty. "She is plain, so very plain and common. My servants
are prettier than she is. She has no grace, she has no beauty,"
the king thought. Majnun sensing the king's thought said, "Oh,
King, You should see the beauty and the grace of Leaili through
my eyes. You have to have Majnun's eye for the mystery of her beuaty
to be revealed to you."
lovers sailed into the sea
A sudden storm wrecked their ship.
A fisherman came along to save the boy.
"My love is there, save her first,
Save her," he cried.
Before he drowned and died, he whispered:
Love is not what you hear
Love is to forget not the beloved
Even when the storm is to take your soul."
These selections were translated by Seyedeh
Nahid Angha, Ph.D.