Sufi circle of zikr Eventually murids stood up, in a very big circle, bare feet, uncovered heads, huddled

close to each other, each grapping the other's hand. The sound of drums, tambourine, and the burning of incense, dominated the scene, and filled the air. It can be heard and smelled from very far. The yard of zikr, adorned with the dervishes patchworks', and a lot of colourful banners, which were as high as the palm tress, in the middle of the circle. Five banners were, as the highest as, the other ones, were hoisted gloriously, and colourfully catching the eye, two of which, were green in colour, inscribed on each La ilah ila Allah and Mohammed rasul Allah, Sheikh Nurain Al.Akbar wali Allah, and in each corner were written the names of Abu. Baker, Omer, Othman and Ali. While the three banners, were in red colour, inscribed on them also, La ilah ila Allah and Mohammed rasul Allah, Sheikh Al.Gubara wali Allah, while also written on each corner of it, the names of the four caliphs. The circle of zikr, started very slow, and by the passing of the time, it turned intense, men rhythmically swaying, chanting and repeating, the word: Allah- Allah- Allah Allah- Allahu- Allah Frequently these rituals, were accompanied by drums, and tambourine, which added depth and excitement. And as the chanting and momentum, of the zikr grew, many of the attendants, mainly the dervishes, entered into states, of varying degrees of intoxication. Some collapsed in exhaustion, and others in spiritual ecstasy. Round the circle, ran a man over fifty, wearing a patchedwork, shouting madad, madad, madad, O guth al zaman, frequently in a loud voice, amid the rhythmic tones of the famous, chanting la ilah ila allah.

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Yes, at one place, and one time, it wasn't an accident, but the Gods will, that Magadam Deng, Mawlana Rasheed, Al.leem, Farah Al.Habib, Al.Hira, Wad.Mahyoba, Mukhtar, and Yassir, came to be joined with, Rabih the American, Yousif the young boy of thirty, from Briton,

Ahmed the German, and Othmane the Senegalese, in one circle of zikr. If their physical response to the invitation was took place at 2012, at Al.Waha Nurain, but in fact their real response and their souls meeting, was ordained since that divine call in the pre-Eternal day of Alast! When Allah Almighty had asked each and everyone of us' Am I not your Lord?' 'Yea! 'We do testify! All the spirits were immersed in the enjoyment of these words, when they heard the audition in this world, they enter into movement and agitation. As Rumi says they paw their clock with the wine-merchant of Alast, for he's been selling wine from Alast, before water and clay. They repeating with one voice, amid the beatings of the drums, and tambourines: La ilaha ila allah La ilaha ila allah La ilaha ila allah Among the presence, of the dervishes, was a one who wrapped, in green, red and leopard- cloth, and with a very large colourful hat. He was a one known to the people, in the city biggest market, always carrying a burning pot, with frankincense, roaming the four coroners of the market on his feet, displaying the fragrance to the public. whenever he stopped by Rabih, or Othmane, he gave them extra puffs. 'You hear' 'Hear what!?' 'A voice' 'What!?' 'Listen!?

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'For what' 'For the voice' 'Voice' 'Yes' 'What the voice says?' The voice says: Rejoice, forever rejoice, Till you're nothing, but a praising voice. Concluded Othmane. Magadam Deng, at this night his face glowing with light, filled with joy and energy, from now and then, move with the rhythm of zikr, and with gentle voice, smilingly you find him urging Azukaar, to fill the spaces, some times comes close to the men faces, as if he speaks to each individual, 'kul zuul lehu kasbu, every one, has his own gain' 'Wa shuuqi ya habibi, Oh my longing O my love'

Ya ahal al.khair angdunaa Min alhal agethunaa Taealu aelina ahgbunaa Anihinaa hadarna zamn alrok

O people of the Good come on rescue us Out of this state help us Come on and protect us We're at the time of rock.

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Among the dervishes in the attendance also, was a one who always found in the dustbins, and city streets. His only business, is collecting the thrown papers, in piles and burning them. Why do people deal with such lack of respect and reverence, with these pieces of papers? Look to what such level of backwardness and indifference, we were reach! We make it up a food carrier, I beseeched you with your life, how do we seek purification and civilization, and do we did such an action!?. In a session and that just on the second day of the hawlayyia, the man told his listeners the story of the verse ' And fear the Day when ye shall be brought back to Allah', 'For three days I found the same verse, stained with the remains of food and drinks'. He went and told the secret that one day, and while he was in the dustbin, the turning wheel of time, joined him with Alkhadir, who said : ' Brother these papers with names of God, and Quranic verses, fall to the ground and people tread on it, with their feet. Were it not for the angles that remove the secrets for these names, the greater part of the people would perish. Praise be to God for His generosity and benevolence'

from yearning of the bird: Sufi novel by : Abdulgalil salih September 2012

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