Harmony is the rhythm of our living,
The beat of our Sufi music,
A diya burning on the mazar of a Pir
And you explain it otherwise,
We can never be like the fanatics
And fundamentalists,
Those whose fathers are they will be,
Not us as we were never fanatical,
Just think you.
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Yes, intolerance is not something that a whole country practices, it's just a few people with vested interest, who go around creating such an atmosphere... Thank you for sharing...