Two hundred and fifty-five

Forget Me Not Day

According to legend, the forget me not flower got its name from a medieval knight who, while walking along the side of the river with his beloved, slipped and fell into the water.  As the weight of his armour pulled him into the water, his handed his love a bouquet of small blue flowers and whispered “forget me not”.  Forget me nots have been said to be a good luck charm, protect against witches, used in teas, and given as gifts in remembrance.

Although I cannot find the origin of Forget Me Not Day, it’s a great excuse to call up people I haven’t seen in awhile and remind them how important they are to me.

Iqbal Day recap

I spent the afternoon reading Allama Iqbal’s poetry.  Here are a couple of my favourite excerpts:

The word springing from the heart surely carries weight,
Though notendowed with wings, it yet can fly in space.

Pureand spiritual in its essence, it pegs its gaze on high,
Rising from the lowly dust, grazes past the skies.

Keen, defiant, and querulous was my passion crazed,
It pierced through the skies, my audacious wail.

– From Jawab-e-Shikwa

After his mother’s death in 1914, Iqbal wrote an elegy for her:

Who would wait for me anxiously in my native place?
Who would display restlessness if my letter fails to arrive
I will visit thy grave with this complaint:
Who will now think of me in midnight prayers?
All thy life thy love served me with devotion—
When I became fit to serve thee, thou hast departed.

– Source: Wikipedia

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s