Long time back I remember a humble philosopher felt isolated in his perspectives on the ongoing political situation in his country...he never believed in seeking guidance from the religious saints, but that day he went to a one about whom he had heard all good. The saint looked at the tired old philosopher and asked "what made you come to me? do you want to have someone you love? Philosopher shook his head and said, "I left that path long way back, in my youth after experiencing futility of it". "oh", said the saint," so you must be after money?" Philosopher shook his head again and said, never desired for it, as it cannot buy what I want? Curious saint asked again "are you after power, some political post - head of the state?" philosopher shook his head again and said, I do not desire for which I am not worthy off". Saint looked at him and got serious..."do you wish to meet the Truth, the Almighty?" for the first time philosopher also looked up and in a faint smile replied, ""metaphorically speaking, Truth Almighty is like an ocean, if me, His creature is a drop; if drop meets the ocean, it will remain no more a drop, it will become ocean and cease to exist. I wish my existence and remain a drop, but develop in me the capacity to appreciate the depths of the ocean"...The saint praised the Lord in ecstasy and then got lost in his rhythmic revolving dance, stopped and said, "go there is nothing I can give you here...you are on the path where I myself feel empty, but rest assure you will get it - only He will provide"

TS there is nothing I can say more…for your words (explanations) begins the journey where my words ended

PS: philosopher was Iqbal – The Poet of the East who died in late1930s