Bro, I don't give up easily, you were cynical, arrogant and didn't understand the depth and now your articles on Laila and Majnoon are the best I have read, kiya huwa? You saw the light.
Below is an article written by KTL, what a difference a year makes.
Stick that in your cigar and smoke it!lol
"I am deeply interested in laila majnu, sohni mahiwal, Rome and Juliet etc
I believe it's a misconception of the rationalistic purviews that these stories end in tragedy, actually those sacrifices are the tremendous encores of love. Like the moth that circles around its beloved flame, true love is in becoming one with the inflammation of your love through the ultimate sacrifice, which allows the love to become eternal in death, as it singes in the embers of its beloved.
Majnu was possibly a child hood friend of imam hassan, there's much conjecture surrounding the origins of the story, history has veiled from us many facts, this enigma has given birth to wonderous enchantments to the pensive minds of lovers the world over.
There's a high perchance that laila never existed and it is actually metaphorical epic of a true aashiq-e-ilahi singing odes to his creator in his intoxicated state of heart break. Stuporing on love.
Laila Majnu gives wings to our perusal beyond earthly love and allows a kaleidoscopic view into heavenly love, it takes us away from the temporal judgements of the worldly intellect onto a field far away where reason goes beyond the reason. Only can an examined life of critical introspection fashion our attentions towards this celestial plain; our hearts have been obdurate too long, being stony faced has simply created impasses, we seek love not realising it's already within us, we simply have to remove those thorns placed by us that prevent it from diffusing. We mock those that dance when it is us who can't hear the music. Why don't you try something different.
Nizamis version (the best one) allows us a window into the music of love, it ignites interest in us to chase that expression of the soul, it lights your face up with ethereal magic, it's like an aurora borealis in the sky of the heart, it makes your days hard and your nights lonely, but in this madness is the perfect sense.
The ability to transmit this experience through the facial countenances, bodily mannerisms and emotional tumidity to others, is the great challenge. I believe if you've been lit up though, you will illuminate others like a candle that burns so others can feel the traces of its combustion. To be in that state is to share in the enrapture of those that became annihilated in God, the khwaja ghareebs and the bayazids (ra).
Ishq-e-majazi is simply the path we must tread, to turn earthly into heavenly."
This post has been edited by The-Mughal-Sister: 13 January 2012 - 10:59 PM