Yes.
Life does end.
But is this something to be worried about? I think this truth howsoever claimed as bitter, is the sweetest of all.
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| Isn't an inch closer to death every moment an inch more opportunity to live! |
It is the panacea for all our possible distresses. As Kabir hails in one of his dohas, "माटी कहे कुम्हार से,तु क्या रौंदे मोय। इक दिन ऐसा आएगा, मैं रौंदूंगी तोय" (Maatee kahe kumhaar se, Tu kya raunde moy. Ik din aisa aaega, main Raundoongee toy). Meaning, the clay scoffs the potter of his efforts to trample it, by revealing that a day shall come when the clay shall trample his existence and amalgamate him into itself.
So while always keeping ourselves encircling around the big and small worries, we are oblivious of how ephemeral this life itself is. Think of our Indus Valley Civilization ancestors. They got buried with their wealthy possessions in the hope that they were immortal. Yet, all their efforts to accumulate them seem to be in vain. These palaces, these tombs, these cenotaphs of the kings and dynasties are all nothing but myth busters of the illusion of eternity. So what is the most quintessential part of living? Just single word: Living. Yes. To live, every moment in it's entirety. Just to be. To be. To be there. To be you. As simple as that. The remedy is no colossal secret yet incredible. It lies within. You are mortal. So enough of this fret, this franticness, these disappointments. They are just some tiny shades of grey in this gigantic colourful painting of life.
Do you think rivers weep? Of course not! Let us be river. Flowing along the slopes yet carving our own way out whenever the paths get blocked by hurdles with all the patience and vigour but without despondence. Let us be birds, gliding vivaciously in the wind. Howsoever foggy it may seem my friend, the sun is just beneath the horizon waiting to sparkle you with it's radiance. All you need is a little faith in sunshine. In your shine.
Life is beautiful!
- आकांक्षा जैन
