The overriding factor and the first and final and primary and underlying cause for everything in international affairs, let alone exile and exodus, is the Westerner’s inability to keep the peace in the world. Any discussion on religion or philosophy or politics or government would begin and end with this one single point. No ifs or buts. But all of it can be overcome with the love and the infatuation that one has for the beloved and her beautiful hair:
گر چه دانم که به جایی نبرد راه غریب
من به بوی سر آن زلف پریشان بروم