سعدی و رهایی از حسرت زندگی

In this video, we will reread and explain Saadi's Ghazal 20; a profound and moving ghazal about the world, longing, life, death, pride, good name, and the value of the moments we have in life. In this ghazal, Saadi reminds us with the famous line "There is no worldly value that one should envy," that the world is not worth enough for a person to waste his life on longing, comparison, vain sorrow, and unstable attachments. This ghazal is not just an old moral poem; it also has a very modern message for all of us who sometimes get caught up in longing for the lives of others, comparing ourselves to others, anxiety about the future, and neglecting the value of the souls that remain. In this episode, we read and explain Saadi's ghazal verse by verse, trying to see how Saadi reaches a profound message for a better life from the impermanence of the world: that we should not regret the passing things, not be proud, appreciate our lives, and live in a way that leaves us with a good name. If you are interested in Saadi's poetry, Persian literature, moral wisdom, self-knowledge, the meaning of life, and inner peace, this video can be thought-provoking for you. Sincerely; Mustafa Adiban Full text of the ghazal: The world is not enough to envy it Or to grieve over its existence and non-existence in vain The opinion of those who did not do this in this handful of dust The truth can be given justice because they are experts The wise do not buy anything that does not make it stable and permanent If it is the entire property of the world So that you do not like to be arrogant and arrogant That they consider God as much as you do in the property This is a house that will certainly disturb The coolness of those people who are imprisoned in another house The friend with whom you heard that the world was spent The truth is obvious, but they are a blind tribe You who are not always on the surface of the earth The others are in the womb of their mother and the back of their father This accustomed wolf took a sheep every day The other sheep stare at him He who did not set foot on the ground out of arrogance Eventually became dust and his creation They pass I wish people knew the price of breath So that they could count the few breaths they have left as spoils A thornless flower is not possible in the garden A thornless flower in the world is a virtuous person Sadia, a man of good name never dies He is dead because his name is not called virtuous