Prince of Egypt... part twenty https://mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com/2022/01/blog-post_11.html ✿═══════════════✿ mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=o7hsgxz71i40&utm_content=8ex74zs Although it was far from the sight, Prophet Yusuf was overflowing in Salikha Bewi's mind. Those memories both haunted and nurtured Bevy. At that time, in Yemen, Egypt, and all the rest, idolatry and sorrow for idolsEverything was normal. Salikha also told their sorrows, grievances and troubles to the Kula deity whom they worshiped for her auspicious presence. Once they said this. Daily I come here and pray but to no avail. Apart from the castle, I have not gained anything. Saying that, Salikha became angry with her deity. At least I could boast that Aziz of Egypt was my husband. With his death, I also have that prideis lost. All my wealth and beauty were lost. All these calamities are likely to come because they depended on you. I don't need you for causing me all this grief. I have completely abandoned you. I pray that the curse of Allah may fall on you. Salikha immediately snatched the tribal deity and threw it away. Then Prophet Yusuf said that I will worship only Allah, the Creator of the heavens and the earth.Bivi raised her hands to the sky and prayed like this, vowing that only to him I would make requests for help. "Lord God! You are the one who forgives sinners. Please forgive my sin. You should bless me. You are the one who gives relief to the sorrowful. Please give peace to my sorrowful heart. You are the reliever of the helpless, take away my helplessness... O Lord, I cannot unite with Yusuf.You know the heartbreak of N. I can't stand the frustration I'm experiencing in this matter. I have grown old by lusting after Yusuf. But I still have a love for them more than a young woman can have. Lord! Salikha's heart is broken, she is sadhu: shame is gone from her. She has only your grace to rely on. Bring Yusuf to me - theirsSeparation is difficult for me. Do not make my prayer in vain, You are the one who accepts the prayers of those who pray. Be merciful to these cries that issue from my pure and undefiled heart. I don't have any recourse but your grace don't give up... So Salikha's prayer was accepted. Hazrat Yusuf's mind miraculously developed a love for that woman that was never there before. His timeHe wanted to know the status of that gem of a woman who had expressed his unconditional love and worked round the clock for him. He also felt that if they were suffering from any disadvantage, it should be remedied. One day when he was about to leave as usual, this thought turned into a big sore in his heart. On the other hand, Salikha was waiting by the side of a road where Prophet Yusuf used to walk, covering his whole body with an old blanket and holding a stick. He is aBut even if they did not look back at him, they thought that they would be relieved by the touch of the dust blown by his horse's footsteps. He traveled among the subjects seeking the news of the needy and the sick and giving them protection, and thus he reached the place where Salikha stood. ' God! Even at that time the wife was praying that Prophet Yusuf would fall in love with that sadhu. Salikha couldn't help but wonder if Hazrat Yusuf approached him and grabbed the reins of the horse he was riding. But the bodyguards of Prophet Yusuf stopped that attempt. On that occasion Salikha called loudly Said: "Glory be to Allah, who gave the title of Aziz to the slave and made the aggressors destitute. Prophet Yusuf heard that voice and looked back. 'Who is this old man?' The answer was the same woman he had askedsaid It was like this. "I am Salikha and I want to come near you." Prophet Yusuf got down from his horse warning the guards not to disturb the woman. "Who are you to tell the truth?" the old woman replied. " Alas! Thou hast forgotten me. O great love of my soul! I am a pure one willing to die for the love of Thee. Thy love is only one."That made him old so quickly." Prophet Yusuf looked closely. "Saleeq, do not your eyes see? to be continued ✍🏻mihras koduvally