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“The Intellectual

The intellectual is always showing off;
the lover is always getting lost.
The intellectual runs away, afraid of drowning;
the whole business of love is to drown in the sea.
Intellectuals plan their repose;
lovers are ashamed to rest.
The lover is always alone,
even surrounded with people;
like water and oil, he remains apart.
The man who goes to the trouble
of giving advice to a lover
get’s nothing. He’s mocked by passion.
Love is like musk. It attracts attention.
Love is a tree, and lovers are its shade.”
― Rumi

“Sitaaron se aage jahaan aur bhee hain Abhi ishq ke imtihaan aur bhee hain Tahi zindagi se naheen ye fizaaein Yahaan saikadon karwaan aur bhee hain Qanaa’at na kar aalam-e rang-o boo per Chaman aur bhi aashiyaan aur bhee hain Agar kho gaya ik nasheman to gham kyaa Maqaamaat-e aah-o fughaan aur bhee hain Tu shaheen hai parwaaz hai kaam tera Tere saamne aasmaan aur bhee hain Isee roz-o shab mein ulajh kar na rah jaa Ke tere zamaan-o makaan aur bhee hain Gaye din ke tanhaa tha mein anjuman mein Yahaan ab mere raazdaan aur bhee hain”
― Anisur Rahman, Hazaron Khawaishen Aisi: The Wonderful World of Urdu Ghazals