Jerusalem, Israel. Mora Saiyaan Mosae Bolena song. Why will my beloveds not speak to me? By Sufi Singer Shafqat Amanath Ali. Susan Wainright, writer/producer “Gentleman Jack.”

Sawan beetho jaye piharwa the season has changed yet you do not seem to understand its truth-value. Man mera ghabraye, I fear for my life, Ai soh gaye pardes piya thumm it appears that you have left the place me behind to not to return again. Aisoh gayae pardes piya thuum. Chaein humein nahi aaye. My sorrow feels like a never-ending heartache. Mora saiyaan mosae bolae na, My love will not speak to me. Mein laakh jatan kar haari, No matter how valiantly I searched for you  Mora sayiyan mosae bolae na you will not speak to me. Tu jo nahi tho aise piya hum, in your absence look at the condition of my life, Jaisae soona aagae is like emptiness on fire nain thae hari raah ne harein, your eyes failed to reach me every time, Nainan ko tarsao na don’t make your absence difficult.  Pyaar tumhe kitna karte hein No matter how much love exists between us, you do not see the passionate embrace. Thum ye samajh nahi paoge, you will of course not be able to understand. Jab hum na hongae tho piharwa, When we are no longer around, love of my world, Bolo kya kab aoge tell me when do you intend to visit again. Mora saiyan mosae bolae na, the loved ones will not be able to answer me.

From writer/director Sally Wainwright, the eight-episode Canadian series Gentleman Jack is set in 1832 Halifax West Yorkshire in England and focuses on landowner Anne Lister played by Suranne Jones, a woman who bucked society’s expectations at every turn.

What Holy Lands cannot permit; trysts between violence and the future.

To Benjamin; who has fought to better the human race.

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Love, One Faith, and One Truth to guide the world towards a morality of life. Haute Couture, Elie Saab, Spring Summer 2015.

Duo des fleurs, Sabine Devieilhe and Marianne Crebassa. The opera, Lakmé delibes.

Bhisho (universal) Kobi (poet) Rabindranath Tagore’s song, Mono Moro Meghero Shongi, My heart’s companion.

Mon mor megher shongi, The peacock that is my heart is a friend like the cloud. Ure chale dhigdhigantherra pane.  It wanders to all the corners of the world. Nisheemo shunaeye, and in the dark universe shrabonobarshanesangite brings with it the season of the sraban month and with it the pitter patter sound of rain. Rimijhim rimijhim rimijhim. Mono mor hanshabalakar pakhai jai ure, My heart thus transformed into a swan has now taken flight.  Kochito kochito chokito thorito-aloke. Lightning covering  heaven and earth.  Jhanmanjarir bajai jhanjha rudra anade. My heart sings and melts the broken hearted. Kalo-kalo kalomandre nirjharinee.  Black hearts  weep for redemption, Dak dey praloy-ahwabhane.  That is what time demands Bayu bahe purbasamudra hothae See the winds shake oceans, Uchchalo chalo-chalo tatinitarange waves leaping hither and thither. Mono mor dhai thari matho prabahe, My heart is full and wants to share its riches with the world. Taal-tamalo-araneya, With tender renditions, Khuddha shakhar andolone speaks of Almighty God’s rule universally.

 

The Spirit of Truth. The Rabbinate in Jerusalem or Yerushalayim of Gold. Sawarae, Beloved of God.

Who has authority over sin? God determining worthiness for blessings.

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Receive these blessings may do so only with the approval of the “judge in Israel.”

Georges Hobeika: Spring Summer 2017 Couture Show. No really.

Reem Acra Spring Bridal Runway Show, New York. 2017

Who knows when dreams may come true after all. Ingmar Bergman, (film maker) like dreams.

 

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