Dew drops of life

What is life? A journey sprinkled with dew drops in the morning sometimes with joys and other times with sorrows. What is life? A river where we are its water, sometimes water moves gently and calmly without making any noise and other times it gets smashed by rocks. Sometimes water falls from a certain height gets scattered and many a times it moves slowly to reach an ocean. What is life? A drama, that consists of both happy and sad episodes, sometimes you are hero in the drama and sometimes you are zero. Sometimes you misunderstand the things in drama and sometimes you are mis understood. What is life? A journey, which gives some moments to enjoy and some moments to lament. If everything in universe has been created with purpose. How come our sufferings or dew drops of our life are purposeless. Not at all, the way blacksmith shapes the iron with heat and hammer and anvil, the same way sufferings mend a person and turn him into a worthy human being. As Kashmiri poet puts it very beautifully: “Hayat ken Silsilan pakwun chu rozun ,Dokhan daiden gaman wadwun chu rozun”. Life is not always full of sunshine and rainbows. Where there is rose, there is thorn, where there is dusk there is dawn. Every cloud has a silver lining. The lovers of God never enter in the neighbourhood of despair, For They know time is needed for the crescent moon to become full. What is life, a lofty hill where man’s feet stumble and has to overcome the tedious ascent by hard personal efforts.
We are living in a world that is mixture of contraries. Happiness and sorrow, pain and pleasure, success and failure. These opposing entities will go hand in hand and they turn our life more beautiful. We can taste happiness only, if prior to it we had been suffering someday. When you have gone through suffering, pain and agonies, you have a story to tell. We surely travel from stage to stage. The chilly days of chilai Kalan are partly over the sunny days of spring. So,These dew drops of life should not trouble us, does not matter how troubling things might seem, why to run out of patience or to enter in the neighbourhood of disappear. Where all the doors remain closed, God will open a new door for us. As a poet says: “Qaid e hayat o banda -e gham asl mai donu aik hai, Moat say pehlay aadmi gam say najaat paye kuiow”. To conclude, sorrows have their own place in our life and they make us experience joy. Suffering showsus the divine spark of life that cannot be kept burning without struggle. Joys and sorrows are related to our prior experience of life. Pain is the oil to feed the lamp of life. Dew drops of life will bring out an original version of you. Life is all about struggle. Yes it is struggle that is an essential accompaniment of progress and it nurtures method of discovering the hidden capacities of Life.
(Author holds PG in Islamic Studies from IUST Awantipora Kashmir. Views are his own)
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