79-1 - Uns
    Al-Vajood and the Vazeer's Daughter Al-Vard Fil-Akmaam: 
    Rose is in Love 
      Once
      there was a King who was very powerful. His Vazeer's name was Ibraaheem
      and he had an extraordinarily beautiful and brilliant daughter - Ar-Vard
      fil-Akmaam. She
      loved drinking, verses and rare stories. Her name was Rose-in-Hood, and
      she was so named for her young and tender beauty. The King loved her in
      his cups because of her fine manners. 
      
      Now it
      was the King's annual custom to gather together all the nobles of the
      kingdom and play with the ball (polo). So when the day came, the Vazeer's
      daughter seated to see the game at her lattice and as the men were playing
      ball, her glance fell on a youth among the guards who was also very handsome.
      She looked at him again and again for he showed his white teeth while
      smiling, he had a tall stature and broad shoulders. So she asked her nurse
      - "Who is this young man? What is his name?" She said - "O
      Dear, All the young men here are from troops. Which of them you are asking
      for?" Rose said - "Wait till he comes here, then I will point
      him out to you." She took an apple and as he rode by, she dropped it on
      him. He immediately raised his head to see who did this to him and saw the Vazeer's daughter at the window. She was shining like a moon. He lost his
      heart to her at the very same moment. 
      
      When
      the game had finished and all had left the ground, she asked her nurse
      again - "What is the name of that youth I showed to you."
      "His name is Uns al-Vajood." she lay down on her couch and
      sighed deeply for her love. She wrote some verse too on a sheet of paper
      which she folded in a piece of gold embroidered silk and kept it under her
      pillow. 
      
      One of
      her nurses saw this, so she came up to her and talked to her till she had
      slept. Then she stole the scroll from under her pillow and after reading
      it knew that she had fallen in love with Uns al-Vajood. She kept the
      scroll back at its place. When Rose got up, she said to her - "I am
      your true counselor. Know that love is a fire which can melt even iron and
      entails sickness and unease." Rose asked her - "And what is the
      medicine of passion?" "Its medicine is enjoyment?" Rose
      asked her - "And how one gets enjoyment?" She replied by writing
      letters, sending messages and by greetings before the world. All these
      things bring lovers together and make hard matters easy to communicate. So if you have
      something in your heart, I am the fittest person to keep your
      secret." 
      
      When
      Rose heard this, her reason flew, but she controlled herself till she
      should make sure, she said to herself - "Till now none knows about this,
      nor will I trust this one with my secret, till I have tried her." The
      nurse said to her - "I saw in my dream that a man came to me and said
      - "Your mistress and Uns al-Wujood love each other so you serve them
      by carrying their messages and keeping their secrets." I have told
      you my vision, now it is you to decide." 
      
      Rose
      said - "Can't you keep a secret?" She answered - "And how
      should I not keep the secrecy, I am the flower of the tree." Then
      Rose pulled out the scroll from under her pillow, on which she wrote the
      verses and gave it to the nurse saying - "Carry me through this
      letter to Uns al-Vajood and bring me his reply." The nurse took the
      letter and went to Uns al-Vajood, kissed his hands, greeted him
      courteously and gave him the paper. He read it and wrote back some verses
      on the back of that paper. Then he folded the paper, kissed it gave to the
      nurse to give it to her mistress. She took it and gave it to Rose, Rose
      read it and wrote some verses at the foot of those verses. She also folded
      the paper and gave it to her nurse to give it to Uns al-Vajood. 
      
      Now
      when the nurse was taking the paper, she met the officer and he asked her
      - "Where are you going?" "To the bath." But in her
      fear and confusion, she dropped the letter unknowingly and went off
      without thinking what she had done. One of the eunuchs saw it lying in the
      way so he picked it up. When the nurse came to the door, she sought for it but
      could not find it, so she turned back to her mistress and told her about
      this. 
      
      Meanwhile
      the Vazeer came out of the Haram and seated himself on a couch, that the
      eunuch who had picked up the letter, came in holding it in his hand and
      said - "O Lord, I found this paper lying upon the floor and picked it
      up." The Vazeer took it, opened it, and read the verses written on
      it. He understood their meaning, then he examined the writing and knew
      that it was his daughter's. So he went her mother and wept a lot. His wife
      asked him - "Why are you weeping so much?" He handed over that
      letter to her. She took it and found it to be a love letter in her
      daughter Rose's handwriting to Uns al-Vajood. 
      
      She
      composed herself and said to her husband - "There is no use to weep.
      The right course is to keep your honor and conceal the affair of you
      daughter." And she went on comforting him. He said - "I fear for
      my daughter because of this new passion, because you do not know that the
      Sultaan loves Uns al-Vajood very much. and my fear has two causes: first
      is for myself, it is that she is my daughter; and the second is because of
      the King, that Uns al-Vajood is favorite of Sultaan, and great troubles
      may come out of this affair. What do you say we should do?" She said
      - "Have patience till I pray for the right direction." 
      
      So she
      prayed a two-bow prayer to seek Divine guidance. After that she said to
      her husband - "In the midst of the Sea of Treasures, there stands a
      mountain named the Mount of Bereaved Mother, and nobody can go there
      without suffering pains, distress and difficulties. You leave your
      daughter there." 
      
      Accordingly
      the Vazeer and his wife agreed to build a virgin castle to lodge their
      daughter with necessary provision to be renewed each year and attendants
      to serve her. So they gathered carpenters, builders and architects and
      dispatched them to the mountain where they built an impregnable castle
      never seen before. Then he made carriers ready for journey and going in to
      his daughter by night asked her to proceed on a pleasure trip. 
      
      Hearing
      this Rose became sad because of separation and wrote upon the door some
      verses, so that her lover could know what has befallen on her such as
      would make the flesh to shiver, hair to stare and hardest stone to melt
      and tear from every eye a tear. After writing this she mounted and they
      set forward with her till they came to the shore of the Sea of Treasures.
      Here they pitched their tents and built a great ship to take her to that
      mountain. When they had reached the mountain, the Vazeer asked his people
      to set his daughter in the castle and come back to the shore where they
      would breakup the vessel. They wept over what had befallen on them. 
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      Uns
      al-Vajood rose in the morning and prayed his morning prayer, after which
      he took his horse and went to the Sultaan. On the way he passed by the
      Vazeer's house and he saw the verses written on the door by Rose. Reading
      them, his senses failed him and he came back home where he passed his day
      in excessive grief. As the night fell, he disguised himself in the rags
      of a Faqeer and set out to wander in the night. He wandered all night and
      till the Sun spread his heat all over. He saw a tree beside a stream of
      cool water. He drank water and sat down under the shade of the tree. 
      
      Then
      he again rose and wandered around till an extraordinary lion came upon
      him. He gave himself up and turning towards the Temple of Makkaa. He
      started reciting prayers usually read before death. He had read somewhere
      in the books that if one flatters the lion, he can cheat him. So he
      started saying - "O Lion of the forest, O Lord of the waste, O
      Terrible Leo, I am a lover longing for my beloved, I have lost my
      reasoning, that is why you hear my speech and be kind to me." When the
      lion heard this, he drew back and sat on his hind legs, raised his head
      and began to move his tail and paws. 
      
      Seeing
      this Uns al-Vajood read some verses. When he had finished them the lion
      rose, licked him with his tongue and walked on before him as if he was
      asking him to follow him. So he followed him and they came upon a mountain
      and he took him to the farthest side of the mountain where he came upon a caravan track
      over the desert, and knew it to be that of Rose and her company. He took
      the trail and the lion after making sure that he was following the track, went
      away. Uns al-Vajood continued walking along the foot marks till he came to
      dashing sea. The foot marks had disappeared after this point so he
      understood that they took the ship from here. So he lost hope and read
      some couplets. 
      
        
      
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