At the miraj night,
I saw a Man drenched and submerged in the noor of Ilaahi!
Is he an angel?
No!
Is he a Nabi?
No!
Then who is He?
He is a Slave too!
He always kept him absorbed in the JIKR of Ilaahi,
He had a mind closer to the Mosque
And never ever used bitter words with his Parents!
(ibn i abid doonia))
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