First chapter

THE STORY OF ABRAHAM ADHAM
When Ibrahim Adham left the princedom, God placed the crown of destruction on his head. He left his country and his kingdom to the wind of death, and set off towards the desert with prayer, and at every step he prayed two rakats and praised his beloved Makkah, and traveled for fourteen years. . When he reached Makkah, he was surprised not to see him in his place and said: Oh God, what happened? - he shouted. A voice was heard from inside the mosque: "A miracle was walking in this desert, and he became weak from the burden of love, and the Ka'ba went to visit him." Ibrahim Adham, who was surprised by this incident, looked behind him and saw Rabiya coming. I say: If your place of pilgrimage is Arsh, the top of the sky, try to be determined towards the Kaaba, what condition have you put the world in?' - he asked. Rabia said: Don't be rude. You have been traveling in the desert for fourteen years, and you yourself have created a commotion in the world." Abraham said: "O pure woman, who wanders in the sky like the people of the angels, why am I suffering a thousand things and the treasure is touching you?" Rabia said to him: "Be aware, how many years you were busy praying in the desert, I spent begging, praying, hoping. You have enjoyed the fruits of prayer, you have brought us to our hope of salvation.
THE THIRD ARTICLE
IN THE CHAPTER OF SALOTIN
God has blessed you with the shade of kindness and granted you the throne of Khila Fat. He humiliated the great ones in front of you and defeated the mighty ones of the world. He made the people weak in front of you and bowed down in front of you But let me know that you are also a slave, even weaker than most. They are dust, and you are not pure, you and they are made of dust. You are equal in all parts of the body. But you are on the right path in your profession, in your business, in your good manners and in your speech, in your conduct, in justice and honesty, in following the laws of the Sharia, in piety and obedience in the way of God. not walking, most of them walk better this way. God gave you privileges, raised you to the highest peak of the kingdom, made a throne for you, and ruled over the country. The raiyat is supposed to be a shepherd, it is a raiyat gala-vu. you were If the shepherd does not take care of the sheep for a month or a year, it will become food for hungry wolves. If a farmer does not take care of his garden day and night, the garden will be nothing more than dry wood. Keep the wolf away from the herd and make your garden prosperous by watering it. If you are sad, it will be beneficial to the family, and the garden will give a useful harvest of flowers and fruits. When the gala is finished as food for the wolves, and the trees are dried up, you will have no profit or harvest. What will you answer on that day when Allah asks you to answer His blessings? If you have a mind, open your eyes right now and think about everything you do! How many people are subject to your judgment. Even if you oppress, the poor person will continue to be oppressed, he will endure, even if he does not have a career, money, or the world, his stem is more than you. On the Day of Judgment, the Creator will question both the oppressor and the oppressed. If he keeps his figure straight, you are in a shameful position, if he stands upright, you stand at a bent level, if he answers the questions of the oppressed Had openly and boldly like a steel dagger, you will not be able to raise your head from shame! A hundred punishments will be assigned to each of them after counting every mistake they have made! Oppressed people, if those who oppressed you do not forgive your sins, your homeland will remain a constant hell! O king! God made your hand strong, but you chose the path of oppression. Your cruelty was not less to the people, now you are doing it to yourself. O watchful one, oppression is a sin to you, if it is easy for you, give it up, because you have indulged in joy and happiness and have entered the path of pleasure. In the palace where the party is taking place, the threads of the green and green curtains are made from the soul of the people, and the purple and pink - gold decorations are from the blood of the people. The bricks there were demolished from the mosques, the stones were brought from the graves of the people, and the sun-like glistening in the middle of the ceiling was decorated with gold. In such a place, a royal banquet is organized, everything is provided for luxury. At the party, the wine pourers hold various wine with a smile, the singers - hafiz, weave epics from every field. Tongues speak words that cannot be spoken, and eyes see things that cannot be seen.Every old man and every young man at the party is a rabid dog, and the same shame continues through the night, and when the morning dawns, everyone is engaged in the same oppression. Every day this kind of mischief continues into the night, and every night this carelessness continues all day. It's a rule of thumb, say, ah, Some of your work will be sad, ah, How many years and months with this vanity, Alas, if you don't come, woe to you! Leave oppression, be happy, remember the day of Marg.
How many evils and evils do you live with oppression? Wine is nothing more than an arrow fired to destroy the body of the body. Maybe the body will flood the house. How can it be a house of the body, a house of the soul, a house of the body, and therefore a house of faith! Whichever direction the flood hits, the king and the house of the dervish will be alike. If a person shows darkness, the lamp of the mind gives life. If a drop of water falls on the lamp, then wash your hands from the light. A person pours wine water on a separate lamp from morning till night, and if he pours a glass of water on the torch, it goes out. What will happen to this kind of lamp? Torch fire with water, not just torch fire, barbecue fire. The fire of the fireplace, the fire of the compfire, the fire of the oven - after the water reaches, there is no light left in it. What would happen to a pagan who drinks burning water, and a sandalwood tree turns black like an obnus tree! No wonder the room turns to ink whenever a man eats a bowl of this water. Water does not belong to him, a grass will grow, Who will burn his blue threshing floor.When it comes down like that, it eats the grass, and when it cuts the sky, it burns it to ashes. If the house of your body is a straw, your body is like a handful of ashes! How much grass can you cut into this haystack? How often do you throw this mud? Wine water is the grass of pain itself, no, it is the grass of hell and the water of the flood.