“Paida Shud o Paida Shud” – پيدا شد و پيدا شد

Original Artist: Ahmad Zahir. Rough Translation: “We’ve reined in on the lost and wandering one. Mystical orchestration means falling into a mystical trap after all. Meanwhile, I’m in spiritual ecstasy and a trance, carried away and overtaken by the breeze and winds coming from the East. Not once did the stars align for me here in the West, until I was of course invited to God by the mystics. This poor and crazy heart still has trouble believing in the truth though. And it’s my right to question everything. I have questions, and I want answers to them. Nevertheless, the sun shines yet again, and light will always prevail over darkness. Hope will prevail over fear. Love will prevail over hate. After all, as proof of it, rays of divine light have entered into my home as guests in the form of mystics. Mystics are none other than living proof of God. (Rays of light emanating from the sun are a metaphor or allegory for mystics who emanate from the hidden spiritual pole of their time). And better yet, we have the moon (a distinguished lady) as a companion and guest, and she’s glowing and shining brighter than ever before.”

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