The Girl from Napoli

Asif:

I thought you were writing about god! (I know teasers are only used to ensnare the readers/believers.) You start with the sublime but somehow I felt you were getting caught in a quagmire. How can anything that comes close to ``Divine Beauty`` have dark red lips? Normal healthy sensual lips are pink...so this was lipstick...took away the mystery almost immediately. She became just another woman...you say it is difficult to describe, and that could well be true, but your feelings should have been better-articulated. Come on, you are writing after it happened. The hormones have had time to rest :)

The ``glances of sheer poison`` made her sound more like a regular seductress than anything ethereal. I don`t want to judge, but perhaps you were trying to bring all this divine stuff in for fear of being an infidel? You need not have worried, for only a true believer can feel ``lost in her presence to all else``. I think the spell was broken because seeking transformed into greed, in reality or in your mind. Or was it shame that you mention?

Is it the shame of desire or of dejection? Am only voicing aloud thoughts...next time don`t leave any empty seat between you and her...whoever, wherever...

Salaam Naqshbandi,

All I can say is, na na na na na! Hahahahah! Ethereal beauty ko bolta hai.

Sorry, mate. Better luck next time.

Umer M.

Never before had I seen Imam Ghazali and orgasm mentioned in the same sentence.

My dear Mr Naqshbandi,

You were smitten like a teenager. This is called infatuation!

I suggest you get out a little more and socialize casually with the opposite sex. Thats the best way to get over your bashfulness. I have often seen that the ones who seclude themselves in the name of religion fall the hardest when they fall.

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Asif sahab,

A few comments, if I may, on your article:

(1) ``That one can imagine them as being mirrors of the Divine Beauty.`` As Muslims we believe when we read in Surah Ikhlaas, wa lam ya kullahu kufuwan ahad (And there is none like unto Him). Nothing mirrors Divine Beauty - no human concept, no human form can possibly even conceive to snare that.

(2) This is a very honest article. You`re right. It`s a tremendous feeling, too grand for words sometimes. And yet, don`t you think, in the spirit of modesty, that the passion needs to be tamed, if only to protect ourselves? People can get quite viciously hurt sometimes as they let themselves be lured by impulse. As one Arab poet writes,

A look, then a smile, then a nod of the head,
Then a talk, then a promise, then the warmth of a bed.

Assalamualaikum,

Aamir

You, Asif Naqshbandi, are amazing!!

asif:

dum lya tha na qayamat nay hanooz
phir t`ra waq`t e safar yaad aaya