I don't get it... Anyone feels like sharing their thoughts-feelings?

Ok,

Here is my understanding:

Lover = Mind

Beloved = Soul

As long as the mind tries to reach the soul by holding on to its identity, it can find no entry into the "soul space".

But not knowing this, the mind tries to do many things like seeking knowledge, intelligence etc in order to gain entry. After failing many times, perhaps with grace, it eventually comes back to the soul and throws away its identity. After that, only the soul exist.

So, there is no lock, no key, no seeking, no entry.

Now Juhi, relax. No matter, never mind :)

Hi Ragu,

thanks for sharing. Yeah, I do see what you mean. Infact a while after posting my question, it suddenly struck me that the story is a metaphor (on my first reading I'd taken it literally)

I was thinking, Beloved is akin to God/Universe/All that is... and the lover is me. As long as I keep seeing that Beloved as separate from me I cannot truly access the magnificence and the grandeur of all that is... but the moment my awareness expands to feel the Universe as me, and in me I.... am the Beloved.

thanks for sharing Ragu:) I've been lurking around charityfocus.org for a while, and just now I had an ah-ha as to the why... I clicked on your name, and went to the website. Scrolled down to the speech of Subroto Bagchi, how funny that I was just reading about Mindtree yesterday night in Business World.

What you guys are doing for me is... inspiring me to... form a bridge between all that goes inside me and all that I want to be explicitly doing. Just the fact that people like you, the guy who started this website, and others exist, shows me... that it IS possible to be who I am and to... carve a life that reflects that.

I know, kinda off topic :)

Just that... I've been wondering... if I really am worth anything. Drawing people like you, shows me... yeah it IS ok to trust myself and all that I draw to me... that I AM big enough to... meet it all.

:)

thank you, that all just tumbled out from within. It was exactly what I needed to take my next step.

thank you... all of you. You inspire me.

Much Love,

Juhi

I was thinking about Juhi’s question and Ragu’s answer for a long time yesterday. This morning my sister who’s working on translating 18th Century Auragabadi Sufi poet Siraj’s poems read me this poem. It seemed to relate almost exactly to what I was thinking about:

Listening to the news of the wonderment of love, neither the mad lover, nor the beloved remained.
Neither you nor me remained; what was left was only loss of awareness.

The king of ecstatic rapture bestowed upon me, now, the garb of nakedness.
Neither was there intellect’s stitching together or the veiledness of madness.

What happened was that from the direction of the invisible the garden of manifestation burnt up,
but that young branch of pain called the heart, remained green.

With which tongue can I narrate the complaint of the neglectful glance of the friend?
The wine of a hundred cups of the desire for the curls which was in the heart, remained.

That was a wonderous moment when I learnt the lesson of the copy-book of love!
Clutching at it I remained in the niche of the book of intellect.

The dazzlement of your beauty has had such an effect here
That neither did the luster of the looking-glass remain, nor did the beloved’s splendour.

The fire of love reduced to ashes the destitute heart, Siraj.
Neither did peril remain, nor fear; only a forgetfulness.