HAPPY DIWALI TO ALL !


Thee , the emperor of the cosmos,

one who reigns the galaxy,

The pristine nature

 blushes

 on his glance…

whose tears flow on earth

 as sacred Ganges,

To thee! I salute,

 who visions the creation…

..

Soul of mine , thine art,

Thou colours have painted …

with the emblazoned emotions

…whence shimmers my heart…

 

 

I owe to Thou ,

the Supreme Lord ,

Craftsman of this existence

The Magnanimous artiste,

Every second, every moment,

Every joy,

that I have knoweth

Every tear,

every breath ,

 the ceaseless energy 

that keeps me dead or alive!!!!

 

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UPDATES!


Our book” Suroor of the Soul ” shines through the grey clouds of despair like a silver lining .

Its a great start for the book ,where readers have shared their beautiful reviews and more  orders for  fresh copies  have started coming in!

Although a long journey ,yet as writers we are filled with gratitude with the kind of reviews pouring in.It is the main motive of a writer to touch the heart of every reader with utmost intensity and depth.And as the reader finds satisfaction in the thoughts conveyed,it  gives  immense pleasure to the authors.

For all the updates regarding the book and also the latest reviews,,be on the website of the book  http://suroorofthesoul.weebly.com

A thought:

Life is a beautiful journey like a varicolored spectrum which reflects different colors every time.  Right from the beginning when a soul takes birth till the day it leaves the world,it is a continuous process of evolution for the mind,body and the soul
We experience many such moments which fill us with joy and enthusiasm,but the fight for survival and the struggle to exist in the materialistic society as an achiever of superficial dreams  always keeps us stressed and exhausted. As a result we are drained,deadened and we lead a lifeless life fighting against the inner conflicts .

WE THANK EVERYONE WHO HAS BEEN AND SHALL BE A PART OF THIS JOURNEY!

“Our book at Amazon”


Dear Friends,

“The meaning of life for a mystic, is solely a journey from love to love. The condition of the soul before the journey is a condition of love; what is expected during the journey is love; and when the soul returns after the journey, it returns to love.”
 – Hidayat Inayat Khan
The above statement is rather befitting to introduce the very reason ‘Suroor of the Soul’ – a metaphysical anthology was penned. It is of abundance, diversity and contrasts, manifesting a richness of voices and internal enthusiasm to commence dialogue and delve deep within the esoteric realm of self-realisation through mysticism in order to unveil and unite with the ultimate happiness – ‘Truth. The illustrious anthology is meant to ignite a divine spark – resonating through our corporeal and celestial messages of Love, Harmony, Beauty and Truth – intricately woven with ever-growing spheres of tolerance and unity embracing Spiritual Liberty in a world where chaos and destruction continues to reign and often times fostering loathsome attitudes by mass society, hence, this book was written with a focus to gently alleviate pain and suffering in humanity by invoking a deep sense of spiritual awakening and participating in expanding a space for sharing our thoughts – encouraging the influence of love and by reflecting a diverse inner and outer dimension – to emphasize the necessity to expand, grow and evolve, thus, concentrating of consciousness of self – beyond all human definitions.
‘Suroor of the Soul’ (Intoxicated soul) is a book serving a multi-dimensional realm where humanness in being a human is a regal and recurring theme – and finally reaching to the Divine presence. It is in this very context that the mystic’s role is to raise human love to the height of Divinity, hence, eliminating all boundaries to fathom that there is no difference between human love and Divine love, but, of course, the angle from which one is confronted is thereby the process at arriving at the ultimate happiness in both the outer and inner realms.
In humanity, we indirectly play a dual role; as spectators and participants in creating chaotic imbalance and harmony – a paradox, indeed. Absorbed in a world of variety and blinded by factuality, humanity often fails to grasp the inexpressible causes of intolerance, cruelty, fanaticism, ignorance and arrogance – in all this we are both the sufferer and the suffering; when we are cognizant of this paradoxical reality, then, it becomes a social, moral and spiritual duty to focus on cultivating love and harmony which can only result in a tendency toward spiritual awakening. ‘Suroor of the Soul’ is a seed and in the seed there is root, the stem, the branches, the leaves, the flower – the scent which tells the story of  ‘I’ and ‘You’ – of our humanity in all its’ conditions, of our individual quest to reach the soul’s utter bliss and fragrance.
We hope you would support and encourage this book by whatever ways you find fit ! :p
A delight to share – the book is now available at: Amazon ! On Baker & Taylor and Barnes & Noble by end of the week! *;;) batting eyelashes
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1484914759
Main page:  http://shaheensultandhanji.weebly.com/
Facebook link: https://www.facebook.com/SurooroftheSoul

Cheers,

Shaheen & Soumya
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THE SILKEN CLOTH!


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For what you cry and what you wail!

the silken skin now scrapes,

excoriations wound you more

as the grime clings ,giving pain. 

Adhered to the cloth,

cleaning the dirt stricken spot

waste goes the life hence

 in rinsing the smudge off.

 

muck stains the bosom

what use is the clean linen

if soiled core is underneath…

What use the fabric satin!

 

washed with tears for ages

although wont clear the blot

A touch of pure divine essence

Only will distill the heart…

coloured with sprinkle of eternal hues,

a pristine perfumed  form appears

shredding the falsified distortions,

emerging with a conscience transparent and clear.

Love thy soul,thy spirit of endeavour,

forget the glossy cover,

dwells where the Universal creator,

in the realm of the heart ,  forever.

 

A MYSTIC JOURNEY


Music echoes  in my ears.,

I wonder why I’m in tears,

Why do I feel I went far away,

 Just returned hearing the music play…

I travelled to the paths untrodden,

I moved around the places forbidden,

The way which I went I  don’t remember,

But the feeling of joy is not expressible…

I find myself lying on my bed ,

I am surprised!

How could I roam to places ,

in  the middle of the night…

Surely I went on that rare trip,

where the  earth ended and

something new begins..

The mystic place…

with overwhelming feel,

My memories fail to recollect,

what I spoke in between…

I can visualise the experience,

The way I travelled and where I went,

I  can distinguish what happened,

But my heart can’t find words…

and my voice trembles…

What mystique! that bedazzled

 my  mind and my being,

I felt like I abandoned  myself   ,

On the behest of the Supreme being…

 

My soul  became metaphysical ,

As I traversed  down on his beckon,

On the complex path of  the spirituality,

In search of the divine  light..