How rightly Jogender said this yesterday: ‘The car of Zulfiqar Ali Khan is so quiet.

Its elegant and graceful pace is not noisy; fast like lightning, like breeze it is quiet.’

I replied: ‘This is not restricted to car; in the path of life every fleet footed is quiet.

The bell is footless from its habit of lamenting; the caravan of fragrance like zephyr is quiet.

The decanter always walks on embers* due to gurgling, but the nature of the gentle-moving wine-cup is quiet. * Walking on embers or fire is an expression to indicate walking under difficult conditions.)

To the poet’s thoughts the wings for flight are silence; the wealth of the voice’s warmth lies in silence’!