I asked who are you ? He said I am the one, a clay potter.I asked what is in the clay ? He said my commanded soul.And he then said whatever and whoever the clay are made of I am the one who command the soul in it.And I asked curiously who is he who has born to a virgin who had breath the soul in the clay? and made it fly!He said shush!!! he is my secret!

Love is monopoly of god over his creation though exclusively possessed yet shared among the prophets, messengers, saints and etc.

Love of god isn't for weak and the wicked hearts. Love ask not easy things some gave life, some crucified, some hanged in their life, some sold themselves in the bazar, some got stone pelted in deserts of mecca & some got their skin flayed. For the love of god to be concealed within requires a heart of a lion.

Love took me to the vineyard and made me taste flavor of "god's love" and since then I am in love with God in the drunkyard. Love has opened the mystery of love, creation was holding the love of creator's wine and he was mine.

When true master arrives everything around you become still, like how dust settles, your heart settles in peace, calmness and harmony with a glance of a Perfect Master (Murshid).