In the brief time I spent in Delhi on Friday, I decided to visit the Dargah of Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya. Not because I'm overly religious, not because I've seen it in films and wanted to take in the atmosphere. (Well, that was secondary, but whatever.) The main reason I wanted to go visit was the tomb of Hazrat Amir Khusro, a man who needs no introduction. It was a surreal feeling as I entered the room where his body was interred, knowing I stood barely feet away from where the man whose writings I had come to fall in love with was buried.
It was then his written words rang inside my mind... Mun tu shudam tu mun shudi,mun tun shudam tu jaan shudi
Taakas na guyad baad azeen, mun deegaram tu deegari
I have become you, and you me,
I am the body, you soul;
So that no one can say hereafter,
That you are someone, and me someone else.
It's funny how you can only have such a surreal feeling through someone's written words.. #amirkhusro