This post is regarding a strong and sensitive issue and I
have no intentions to hurt anybody’s feelings, so please read only if you can
take it.
This is something I’ve always felt strongly about but could never get myself to do so because I couldn’t bear scratching open long buried wounds but then you can’t keep such emotions inside for too long.
All of us have gone through the horrid moment of losing a loved one in our lives. However close they may be, it makes us want to reflect on our lives and the goals we’ve chalked out for ourselves.
What appalls me is the pace with which humans get over such incidents. After a few tears and RIPs, life gets back on track, without realizing the void that is left behind. I agree that we cannot hold onto someone who is no more but what has got me thinking is, “What is the value of life?” Considering the ease with which it is snatched away during bomb blasts, murders, cancer, accidents, sexual assaults, stampedes and sudden heart failures, life doesn’t seem to have any meaning at all. It makes me question the existence of God. Why would He want to take away the lives of the only earning man in the family, a newly wedded wife, the only son of his ailing mother, a father returning home to his children, a girl on her way to school, a devotee on a pilgrimage, the mother of a month old baby? When all that we achieve during the lifetime, however long it may be, can be taken away so easily then why waste so much time and resources at all? Why don’t we just enjoy what we want to do and be satisfied? All the efforts seem so futile!
What if all that we’d planned for our life can never come true? What would we be remembered for after we’re gone? A cheerful person who lived his/her life to the fullest or the one who achieved success at the cost of their family and loved ones?
“Sab moh maya hai,” a phrase that we have heard so many times, actually makes sense to me now.
Then again if you have experienced pain, you can’t appreciate the purity of a smile!
"Aisa koi manzar tu dikhlade,
Mujhe koi shaks se milvade,
Aise koi dil se tu sunwa de,
Ke zakham koi use na mila."
This is something I’ve always felt strongly about but could never get myself to do so because I couldn’t bear scratching open long buried wounds but then you can’t keep such emotions inside for too long.
All of us have gone through the horrid moment of losing a loved one in our lives. However close they may be, it makes us want to reflect on our lives and the goals we’ve chalked out for ourselves.
What appalls me is the pace with which humans get over such incidents. After a few tears and RIPs, life gets back on track, without realizing the void that is left behind. I agree that we cannot hold onto someone who is no more but what has got me thinking is, “What is the value of life?” Considering the ease with which it is snatched away during bomb blasts, murders, cancer, accidents, sexual assaults, stampedes and sudden heart failures, life doesn’t seem to have any meaning at all. It makes me question the existence of God. Why would He want to take away the lives of the only earning man in the family, a newly wedded wife, the only son of his ailing mother, a father returning home to his children, a girl on her way to school, a devotee on a pilgrimage, the mother of a month old baby? When all that we achieve during the lifetime, however long it may be, can be taken away so easily then why waste so much time and resources at all? Why don’t we just enjoy what we want to do and be satisfied? All the efforts seem so futile!
What if all that we’d planned for our life can never come true? What would we be remembered for after we’re gone? A cheerful person who lived his/her life to the fullest or the one who achieved success at the cost of their family and loved ones?
“Sab moh maya hai,” a phrase that we have heard so many times, actually makes sense to me now.
Then again if you have experienced pain, you can’t appreciate the purity of a smile!
"Aisa koi manzar tu dikhlade,
Mujhe koi shaks se milvade,
Aise koi dil se tu sunwa de,
Ke zakham koi use na mila."
