Stranger, When you are not alone.
The stranger is not the one who empties the house and bids farewell now…
But the stranger is he who is serious while the people around him play…
And is awake while the people around him sleep
And follows the best path the ‘narrow mountain pass’ while the people around him plot and plan in their misguidance…
Truthful was the poet when he said:
My friend said to me, I see you as a stranger
Amongst these people without a close friend
I said nay! But the people are strange, I’m in the world and this is
This is the stranger.
Strange in the view of those who jest and mock from amongst mankind
But in the Sight of his Lord, he is at a Noble Station!