Hare Krishna???
Beautiful Blessed start of the week??? Rise n Shine???
Ruzi zi sar-i sang ‘uqabi bi haaa khwast
Bahr-i talab-i tu’ mih, par o bal biyarast.
The poem tells the tale of how, one day, an eagle rose up from its rocky perch, luxuriously extended its wings and feathers, and flew off to look for food.
While soaring at great heights, the eagle marvelled at his superior talents, on eyesight so keen he could even discern a tiny hair at the bottom of the sea, or a gnat moving on a twig.
He boasted, ‘Who is a better creature than I, anywhere on earth or sky?’ But suddenly, in the midst of this reverie of self-satisfaction, he is struck by a terrible pain and falls, hurtling to the ground below.
In shock, he looks around to see the cause of his disaster and spies an arrow lodged deep within him. But his disbelief continues. He cannot fathom how something made of wood and metal, two heavy and earth-bound elements, could fell a creature of the air, a creature with powers superior even to those of man.
It is only when his eye catches sight of the feathers attached to the end of the arrow, the feathers of an eagle, that he understands the source of the arrow’s power. The implications of this sink deep within his soul, and he exclaims:
Zi tir nigah kard o par-i khwish baru did,
Gufta: zi ki nalim ? Ki az ma-st ki bar ma-st!
He realises that it is the feathers that have brought his doom, the very feathers which carried him to the skies have brought him down. The climactic words ‘az mast ki bar mast’ still signify today that we, too, have within ourselves the very thing which will take us up as well as down. The poet’s point is to be careful of its power. Nasir Khusraw ends the poem with straightforward advice:
Nasir Khusraw
Cast out your ego and your selfishness.
Look at this eagle full of selfish pride.
It was his selfishness, excessive sense of self,
That brought him down.
Thank you God for every experience??? Thank you God for everything??? Deen Bandhu Deenanath meri dori tere haath???✨
