The only think lacking in my life is my beautiful sweet maro, whom I have been pining for so badly the past few days :'(

-s



Yeah.. pining seems to be quite intense.. I tend to analyse it in myself with a smirk and wonder.. what is this.. just close my eyes and take it in.. take in the feelings.. ahh.. let it simmer through my body.. emotions are a phenomenon.. the intense ones tend to open windows into ourselves.. really makes one learn of oneself, and look at your soul face to face struggling with your mind.. I now understand why many sufi masters, upon a seeking sudent coming to their steps, they would ask the student "have you ever been in love?", and if the student said "no", they told him to go and fall in love first, and then come back.. for only then they could become a sufi. Why was this the case?

-m