There is a condition called Majzoob, perhaps Wasterners would call it "the dread of the untreated mad" but for us it is a condition of being touched by al-haqiqa. For many years we had been thinking why this particular saint was pulling large aluminum cauldrons 365 days a year through the traffic. Now we know (but that information remains classified ).
The people of Muzaffarabad support Saint Liaqat in his quest. He can walk into any store and demand that they shall hand him over their largest unused cauldron, no matter if it costs 3000, 5000 or 6000 RS, they will relinquish it to him. He will return these in the evening completely scratched and bruised. In the mornings he will demand a fresh virgin ones (unused). He has done that for twenty (20) years! This night we've dreamt of him, we made beautiful scratches into a nasty red car that belonged to two ladies. We love Sain Liaqat.

Huh.
He kinda sounds like a big jerk to me, but maybe i just need some more religious tolerance, idk.
I'm no materialist (ha, material things, yeahhhh...), but in any case if i had saved up enough filthy lucre to buy a nice red car and found that someone-saint, sinner, or otherwise had declared it ''nasty'' in a fit of subjective righteousness and decided to take that subjectivity and make it reality by vandalizing it.. ..well, I'd be no fan of this character. And frankly I'd try my best to have his emissaries that fouled up my paint job locked up.

And what if, in an act of deity-defiance and financial desperation I refuse him, or his representatives my hard earned 1,2, or 3000 currency unit cauldron, especially since the last few times it was brought back all screwed up. I mean at least they brought it back but Jesus man, come on. What is he doing with them? He keeps bringing them back BRUISED!

..during the late 19th century, there was another sain (a baba) who looked much like Sain Liaqat.His name was Baba Tajuddin Auliya, after enduring a brief period of "mahjoob" i.e roaming the city with rolling eyes, he was asked by a British emissary, if he would accept to withdraw & meditate in his (enclosed) garden, under a banyan tree (on account, that he was also been seen riding a wild lion sometimes). However, the public of Chota Nagpur was hungry for change of luck, they demanded free access to Baba. The chowkidar (sleeper) of the garden however, charged a fee from everybody who wanted to see Baba and there was much commotion. Then Baba said "Logon ney hum ko bahut sata the hain. Hum mantal mein chale jaengay" (..the people are disturbing us a lot, we are going to stay at the mental hospital). He then went to the local British tennis club, climbed all the fences, took of his cloth and danced nakedly for some victorian tea and cucumber sandwich ladies. During that (victorian) times, there were no cars, and what he did, was considered a top notch outrage.
Baba was consequently locked up in Nagpur mental hospital. But they could not contain Baba, as he was already manifest troughout the multiverse. Same thing again, the warden of the hospital started to take an entrance fee of one (1) rupee (a weeks pay during the 19th century) from the public that que'd up in line outside. Baba was later released and taken by elephant parade to reside at the Raja's palace. But Baba didn't like that and went to stay under a neem tree on the outskirts of Nagpur.... http://www.tajbaba.org/Intro/index.php







Better not to mess with an outraged Kashmiri roohania mob (the public)...but as an outsider one can probably get away with a lot of things..


It's only BRUISED aluminum....Sarkar is creating beautiful cauldron traffic jam drainage in brushed aluminum!
But we (do not) know of the trickiness of such highly polarizing issues.

Dude, I'm messing with you. As an indicator of it all being a funny, there was a ' ' hidden in the post in plain sight.

There are some folks (present company included), here as in the outside world, who have not the tiniest idea of what you are talking about.

Now, perhaps I'm a ignorant western capital hoarding materialist, or not, but perhaps a crash course, sans YouTube, of what it is would be in order. Or not .

Please continue to do so, kindly ...

What?


Nah, you sir are a great person, an outside world, a youniverse, and you know it.

For some reason I read this topic as "Being followed by a large hardon collider"

Boy, what a man. I couldn't imagine being consciously aware of my madness and having to stick hardy to it like that day in day out.