Lap of Love is holier than Martyr-field or prayer-mat, or so claims Jaihoon
As the kite for the wind and farmers for the monsoon, the Heart waits for the holy month of Rabiul Awwal to celebrate.
In order to save the heart from death-blood, it is inevitable to unyoke from the comfort-shell of kinship and get soaked in tears of Beloved’s longing.
Jaihoon’s word of caution to mystic lovers not to consume their drink all at once
Incomplete, incompetent am I / Save my pain have I no gift any.