Laden with my load of misdeeds,
I move about in the garb of black garments.
And the people see me and call me a dervish.
I am a human chained in the realm of this world. Who am I? Why I am here and what for ? These questions find their passage towards one’s heart at one point of time in life. The thirst to seek the truth drag one’s soul into the wilderness all alone. Some remain unanswered throughout their existence and some find their way to the shrines of Sufi Saint’s where logic and intellect bows down in front of divine ecstasy. -Read More>