Allah is Beautiful, and Hu Loves Beauty!
When the primordial Question, "Am I not your Lord?" reached my perception, I remember, I had said, "Yes! And You are Beautiful! And I love You!" That became the anthem of my soul. Then I was put to sleep. Now I wake up. This is a chronicle of my awakening.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
The heaviest pianos
Before I would finish my thought on the analogy of entrenched pianos, a dot suddenly connected. I realized that universally, the heaviest pianos to not pick up and run with are: money/ wealth and progeny. In Arabic they would be known, respectively, as maal and aal/ aulad. Curious, isn't this?
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I learnt the xylophone and cymbals as a kid although growing up I can't resist the trumpet every now and then though I'm usually the bandmaster. But never pianos...
ReplyDeleteCatch my drift, if you will. ;-)
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ReplyDeleteYou're a maha kalakaar??
I am? :-P
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