(7) How surprising it
is that I am taking Ahs and sighs every moment in dejection but that Beloved
( I have no other
shelter besides Him ( I am burning because
of the Ishq of that Beauteous ( All affairs of
mine have ruined but that Beloved ( I am quite
reasonable as per my wisdom [yet] near the people, I am madman, My soul is the
target [of these occurrences of grief] but that Beloved ( I know the Tareeq
(way) of Ishq, I am reading the pages of sore, I die over of the
[lunimous] Countenance of the Beloved, but that Beloved
( Some night [as qurantined],
I will enter the game then all Secret of my Ishq will get disclosed, I will immolate
my head, but
that Beloved ( I am a friend, not
that friend who will disengage his heart from the heart of the Friend
( I am, but, all the
time suffering
(and enduring) so much silently, but that Beloved ( 
) is besought of
everything,) but
that Beloved () is besought
of everything,); I am boiling from within,) is besought of everything.) is besought of everything.) is besought of
everything.) is besought
of everything.),) is besought of everything.
