I found myself stuck in a strange conversation today with another friend of mine. She has been fighting an illness. Not so surprisingly, we ended up discussing ego, our identities, mind chatters, pain and love. I asked her what she thought of pain, of love and of God. We debated a few minutes, before she ended up concluding her philosophy as this. I paused. I struggled to open the nearest white space where I could scribble as she went on.
I then struggled to frame it. Frame it in a story. Write it as an idea. Debate it. Discuss it. My mind desperately looked for ways to express it in my words. But well, I failed. Because the simple, mundane beauty of it remains. Simple and straight forward.
As she finished, I had managed to scribble the best part of her conversation. I repeated it to her. I told her I found it so straight forward. So brutally yet simply put as a fact. She smiled back. She said, that's what she has learnt from her recent times. I was waiting for her permission to blog it. And well, here I am!
"Woh humsay buhat saaray kaam karwata hai. Kisi ko subkuch deykr. Kisi say subkuch leykr. Insaan apni zaat mein kuch nahi hota. Iska dil, iska wujood sirf ek khala hoti hai jisko insaan beytaabi keh saath dunyavi cheezon say bherta chala jata hai.
Insaan apnay dil mein lust toh paida kersakta hai. Chahay woh insaan ki lust ho, paisay ki, daulat ki. Kisi bhi cheez ki. Kyun keh insaan kaheen na kaheen ek janwar hai. Lekin is dil mein muhabbat sirf Khuda paida kerta hai. Sirf Woh hai jo is dil mein muhabat rakhta hai. Aur muhabat ek ajeeb dard keh wujood keh saath aati hai.
Khuda yeh muhabbat rakh ker, uski himmat deykr, usko namumkin banakr humko humaray na honay ka ehsaas dilata hai. Woh humko Apnay subkuch honay ka ehsaas dilata hai."
I tried and failed to translate the idea. It doesn't just has to be a human, a family, a relationship, a boyfriend, a husband. The pain of love can merely come from Yearning. Anything unexpected within. Such humanly interactions and worldly affairs are then just another reason to further the Yearning and deepen the pain of Realizing. Realizing who we are nothing, and how He is Everything.
It is wonderful how her words did not meet me. They met somebody inside me. I felt Touched. Some part of me felt like it was waking up from the sleep.
I then struggled to frame it. Frame it in a story. Write it as an idea. Debate it. Discuss it. My mind desperately looked for ways to express it in my words. But well, I failed. Because the simple, mundane beauty of it remains. Simple and straight forward.
As she finished, I had managed to scribble the best part of her conversation. I repeated it to her. I told her I found it so straight forward. So brutally yet simply put as a fact. She smiled back. She said, that's what she has learnt from her recent times. I was waiting for her permission to blog it. And well, here I am!
"Woh humsay buhat saaray kaam karwata hai. Kisi ko subkuch deykr. Kisi say subkuch leykr. Insaan apni zaat mein kuch nahi hota. Iska dil, iska wujood sirf ek khala hoti hai jisko insaan beytaabi keh saath dunyavi cheezon say bherta chala jata hai.
Insaan apnay dil mein lust toh paida kersakta hai. Chahay woh insaan ki lust ho, paisay ki, daulat ki. Kisi bhi cheez ki. Kyun keh insaan kaheen na kaheen ek janwar hai. Lekin is dil mein muhabbat sirf Khuda paida kerta hai. Sirf Woh hai jo is dil mein muhabat rakhta hai. Aur muhabat ek ajeeb dard keh wujood keh saath aati hai.
Khuda yeh muhabbat rakh ker, uski himmat deykr, usko namumkin banakr humko humaray na honay ka ehsaas dilata hai. Woh humko Apnay subkuch honay ka ehsaas dilata hai."
I tried and failed to translate the idea. It doesn't just has to be a human, a family, a relationship, a boyfriend, a husband. The pain of love can merely come from Yearning. Anything unexpected within. Such humanly interactions and worldly affairs are then just another reason to further the Yearning and deepen the pain of Realizing. Realizing who we are nothing, and how He is Everything.
It is wonderful how her words did not meet me. They met somebody inside me. I felt Touched. Some part of me felt like it was waking up from the sleep.
may i add something to it?
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