[Aassalato wassalamo alaika Ya syyedia Rasulallah - - Aassalato wassalamo alaika Ya syedia habiballah ]
I don’t know from where to start.
Travelers, all we are. All of us are moving over defined paths, definite or indefinite. Paths, we believe that we have chosen for ourselves but reality, fortunately or unfortunately is almost always opposite. Logic as a part of us makes us religiously believe that we are free beings, free to choose our destinies. Yes, correct within radius of a smaller circle but; a big No within all the dimensions we are a part of, as a whole. I can understand the difficulty to take up this courage and confess that all of us have been tied to strings – the strings undesirable, the strings unacceptable and the strings not known to logic; or I must say to “The” logic we beings have been by default embedded with, as significant or insignificant creatures.
Point to make here is not furnishing arguments in favor of our helplessness. In fact, I am totally fine with that concept; not because there is no escape but because I find it; the best for the entire system for which, we all have been programmed with, otherwise there would have been a total chaos. Point here, is that there is a contradiction. A contradiction, which is obvious and yet not so obvious. We have to dig it. We have to explore it. We really need Not to think it but to use another channel we have been blessed with- Spirit.
Our spirits are the poorest and richest beings ever existed anywhere. Poorest, because they have been separated from their very origin. Possibly we can well understand their pain from an object say, goldfish out of water bowl. They suffer worse than that. The object can’t run the race of survival for long, away from its origin and extinguishes But the spirit has to -it has to move on- as it remains a bird without wings. Still Poorest, because from its true freedom, its forceful transition is its imprisonment within walls of insanity; worst enough it goes blind living in the dungeon of so called “Logic or Reason”. Also, rich it is. Richest, because even been thrown into an insensibly different dimension of time and space, it has huge potential to light up, to wake up, to stand up and to break up.
It can rebel against the most aggressive captivity and starts it journey towards its destination. And yes, its origin is its destination but it has to travel- travel ahead to return to the point from where it had been put into an exam. Now where the problem lies? Reason-“So called reason”. Giving us an illusion of self confidence but actually diverting us from our real destiny. Reason keeps most of us encircling around things which are insignificant- within larger radii. Sometimes we need lifetime to understand that its not about being in mosque, in church, in temple, in air, under water. Its just about being pure and sincere. Pure to His desire and sincere to His love.
Purity will itself guide them to the ultimate light. Light of wisdom, light of love, light of ultimate beauty BUT the journey is painful.
I don’t know where to end.
Diyaar-e-Ishq mei apna maqaam paida kar !!
{A dedication to my Sheikh}
-San
