Sipel Maluk and badri malala unveiling the layers of spiritual beauty
The interplay of mysticism femininity and sacred grace Part 3

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When the prince met the wise old woman, she was from a very ancient time. She immediately understood that he had fallen in love and that he wanted to meet the fairy. So she gave him a special item — the thing one puts over their eyes (likely referring to some kind of magical eye covering or ointment).
She said to the prince of Sipan,
> "Son, apply this over your eyes and go there."
She told him that he must enter the water — the river or spring — and put this on his eyes so that the fairies wouldn't be able to see him.
So he did as she said. He applied it to his eyes and went to the place where the fairy used to come to bathe. He quietly sat on her clothes and waited. Once he removed the magical covering from his eyes, the fairies could suddenly see him. They were startled to see that he had taken their clothes.
Each fairy was told to come forward and take her clothing. He returned everyone's clothes — except the one he loved. He kept hers and said:
> "I want to take you to my home."
Now, she was not an ordinary being — she was a fairy, daughter of the king of the jinn. She wanted to take the prince to her world, but he was human. So, she brought clothes from her own home and gave them to him. Then she took him out of the water and brought him back to his home.
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After a few days had passed, Prince Saipal Malik went away for some work. The neighboring girls had heard that Prince Saipal Malik had brought home a fairy named Badri Jamala, who was incredibly beautiful. They all wanted to see her. However, Saipal Malik had strictly forbidden anyone from seeing her. He had hidden her clothes in a place where she couldn’t reach them, because if she were to find her clothes, she could fly away.
His mother agreed to this plan. But while he was away, the neighbor girls came and begged his mother to let them see the fairy who was from the race of jinn (supernatural beings). Everyone started dancing, and since the fairy was wearing a monkey's costume, she couldn't fly away.
If she had gotten her clothes back, she would have flown away immediately. The neighbor girls insisted on seeing her and begged the mother to return her clothes, just so they could watch her dance.
When the fairy got her clothes back, she looked incredibly beautiful. As she spun around two or three times in a dance move, everyone fainted from her beauty — and she flew away.
On her way back, it was extremely hot. Saipal Malik was out for some work. The fairy was deeply in love with him. She picked up water in her wings and poured it over him to cool him down. The first time, the second time, and the third time — after the third time, he realized something was strange.
He thought: this isn't rain, so why is water falling on me?
Then it dawned on him: it must be the same fairy he had once written about at home. He realized it was her. But perhaps his mother had already given her the clothes back, and now she had returned to her world.
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When he came home, he got very angry at his mother and said,
"Why did you let her go?"
Then his mother thought,
"He's a human, and she’s a fairy. How can a human and a fairy ever be married?"
So, he had an aunt’s daughter — his uncle's daughter. His mother told her to walk past him often.
She would serve him tea and say,
"If he falls in love with you, we'll arrange your marriage with him. Everything will be fine, and he’ll forget about that fairy."
But Deepal Malik’s love was very deep.
He was dying for her, and now they were telling him to marry his uncle’s daughter!
He refused. He let go of her too.
And when he was drinking water, he said:
"When you come to take me, wear iron shoes,
wear iron clothes,
and wear an iron cap...
because our home is in a very dangerous place now.
You’ll have to go through a lot of hardships to get there."
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