Tagged with reflection

Morning Saunter

Morning Saunter


* * Jalaluddin’s morning saunter had led him to the greenery in the outskirt of Konya. He reached into the river that stretched before him and washed his face until his beard and white robe’s neckline were soaked. He thought that everything must have gone well with his disciple Nasheva. But even when such certainty … Continue reading

Not the End

Not the End


* * Birth is not the beginning, death is not the end. They are merely stairways to eternity. * Birth is the ladder to this world, death is the ladder to that other world. * Now that you’re climbing the ladder to this world, hold tight onto it. Throw your gaze upon life, and then … Continue reading

Break the Shell

Break the Shell


* * You’re looking for light in the sun, when it is actually in your heart. * Miles to cover, days to spend. Look no further. Your heart is the shell, Love is the pearl. Break the shell, so the pearl shines. If the shell doesn’t break, how can the pearl shine? * If the … Continue reading

Dreams

Dreams


* * Nasheva spoke of dreams: O young hearts of Egypt, Your dreams are not the lines written by your memory, but they are tomorrow’s answers to your today’s questions. Your life is dull when you have no dreams to pursue, and your life is dull when there’s no love to share. Only dreams and … Continue reading

Happiness is Light

Happiness is Light


* * A glimpse of evil thought came to Nasheva’s mind. She could feel that every one of the Egyptians now saw her with veneration. She glanced at Syaikh Ahmad Fatih who was sitting on the far end, next to Sultan Baybars. She had never had an inkling of resenting the presence of the Mufti … Continue reading

The Palace

The Palace


* The ambassador exited the chariot, followed by Nasheva. Two guards opened the gate for them. They then walked towards the large ivory-colored building with a brownish gigantic wooden door. The building was constructed according to strict geometric principles in the form of concentric cubes. Two towers rose from the lowest level up to the … Continue reading

Morning in Cairo

Morning in Cairo


* * Outside, the clouds were rapidly sailing in the vast ocean of azure sky, while cool breeze blew from the north as if reminding people, animals, and plants of the arrival of a new season. Soon after dressing up, both Nasheva and the Princess had breakfast. They then went into the chariot that had … Continue reading

Magic Spell

Magic Spell


* * “I pray you tell us what love is, Syaikha.” Nasheva gave the man a compassionate smile and replied, Love is what drains you even if you become an ocean. It is what soaks you even if you become a desert. * Drink love; it is a magic spell. With love, you’ll walk on … Continue reading

The Prophet’s Love

The Prophet’s Love


* * Nasheva learned from Syaikh Musthafa that two days after the burial of the Prophet, Abu Bakar went to the market. When he saw an old and blind beggar was sitting, repeatedly saying, ‘Do not believe in Muhammad. He’s a liar!’ Abu Bakar knew he had found what he was looking for.  Of course Abu Bakar … Continue reading