Seeker of the Beloved. Walker of the inward path. I am but dust beneath the sandals of the Awliya. Rooted in the radiant soil of Sufism, my heart beats to the rhythm of Divine Remembrance (dhikr). I follow the fragrance of Truth, walking the way of Love, Service, and Annihilation of the ego (fana fi Allah). My life is a silent prayer—woven with the words of Rumi, the patience of Rabia, and the stillness of Shams. I do not preach—I reflect. I do not claim—I remember. Every breath is a testimony to La ilaha illa Allah, and every heartbeat echoes Muhammadur Rasul Allah. In this space, I share the pearls that fall from the ocean of Sufi wisdom: — The whispered teachings of the saints — The metaphors of the mystics — The tears of longing and the gardens of union If your soul has ever ached for something more... you are already on the path. Let us walk it together. “Whoever knows themselves, knows their Lord.”