 I'm walking in Old Delhi which is in those countries you have like these shops that sell musical cassettes and they're blaring like stuff from their shop to get you to come inside and as I was passing by I'm hearing a Qawali. There is a poor man with Down syndrome sitting in the dust and he was absolutely lost in the words of that Qawali and he was saying that the night of the ascension of the Prophet ﷺ is a Mubarak night and sometimes I just start remembering my Prophet. Sometimes I keep remembering it and remembering it. It was just that refrain over and over again. It's the words of the Qawal which are reflecting the love of the Prophet ﷺ being refracted through a pure soul with man with Down syndrome. It's like the entire world does not matter to him and that's at that point I realized that yes we can read the poetry study the books but the love of the Prophet ﷺ resides in the hearts of his Ummah.