When love picks someone
troubles start raining down on his head
Mansur revealed a hint of love's secret
and was hung from the rope of jealousy

Rumi

وت نہ کرساں مان رنجھیٹے یار دا وے اڑیا
چکڑ بھریاں نال اٹھ جھنبر گھتنا ایں وے اڑیا
میں لایا ہار سنگھار میتھوں اٹھ نسناں ایں وے اڑیا
بلھا شوہ گھر آیا پیارا ہویا وقت دیدار وے اڑیا
Friend I will no more be proud of my Beloved Ranjha
You dance with those who are soiled with mud.
I'm graced with garlands and ornaments but you run away from me, O Dear
Bullah, the lovely Beloved has come to my house and it is time to see him
Friend I will no more be proud of my Beloved Ranjha.

Baba Bulleh Shah

Love yourself and spread love ❤

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