The emissary from my ancestral land admonished me not to to put on ornaments and use so fas, and as said by Latif, to blast my head gear (of chastity) which is the real treasure for me, and which actually I have resolved to preserve unsullied. This, he reiterated, was what my friends on that side had pressingly advised me to do, particularly when I would very soon receive the gracious call to join them there (i.e. after my call which would occur on the utterance of one gracious word by Allah).
The soul can progress only when it opposes the nafs or the self.
(Imam Rabani).
Note: The human life is short. Hence we can afford to discard materialism which is the bane of life.

He who came from native land, warned me thus,
Wear no jewels and sleep not on royal beds,
Guard your virtue, esteem it a treasure,
Friends entreat that you be true to your faith,
Soon you will be back in an honorable way.

The one who come from my ancestral land, I would touch his feel,
I would tell him, says Sayyad, all that is in my heart,
I would not stay here even for a word-long moment.

The one who, came from my ancestral land, taunted me,
"Don't sit on royal with necklace around your neck,"
"Burn not, Lateef says, the treasure you have wrapped around your waist,
Your mates have sent you a message to keep your chastity,
In a word-long moment you will get a call to return.