The Beginning & The End

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The little drops of the monsoon begin their journey from the sea. How pleasing they are when they teemed in the form of rain. At that time they are pleasing to our heart. But none knows where they will end their destiny. A few returns to the sea and rest elsewhere. Who knows that very particular drop which is pleasing to us may have to end its journey in a sewer. Who knows whether that drop will or will not satisfy our thirst?

Well, everyone has to end its journey of life whether short or long distant.

Have you ever seen a wave? The wave originates from the sea and its destiny also ends in the same. If we bounce a ball, it has to return back.

Once I involved myself in watching an insect. It was crawling on an isolated road. After a moment or two a truck crushed him. I neither expected nor wished for the same at that very particular moment till the insect was pleasing me. Insect lived in the soil and today we can't distinguish it from the soil.

Tombs have been built over the graves of great sultans. When they were alive, several canopies were raised over them, several chaurs were waved over their heads and several songs of praise were sung in their courts. But today none is there to recite those lines and in several cases none is present to take care of their grave.

Well, those were not true kings.

Guru Ji says, 'True kings are those who make the people believe in God and they rule in the hearts of the people.'

Such kings (persons of God) are still alive in our hearts.

The each chirping bird which is pleasing to the ears, each individual petal which increases the beauty of the flower, each leaf which respires and each individual either gratifying or not has to face the end.

Our souls have originated from God. We should try our best so that both can meet each other again.

Does it really matter to be proud of our beauty, fame, money etc. if they have to tarnish one day?

Really, it is a matter of thinking.

Many would say that birth and death are the two sides of a single coin called life. But reality is entirely different. Death is truth while the birth, surely, coincides with the false. Our day of death has been decided precursor to the date of birth. 

Everything begins for a reason and same is the case with our lives. The most important thing is that we don't know the deadlines of our lives. We are not here to just gain name, fame and money. Gain the respect so next generations can remember you. Gain the things which aren't helpful only in this world but after the life also. Pleasing, helpful, gratifying (to God) and self sacrificing (for the truth) nature will help us.

The most drastic thing is that these things are respected by a few because everyone is aware that how hard, peculiar and impossible is to travel the path which will help us to gain God. It is in our blood to ignore the thing- especially the one which is most difficult.

I will not ignore about the difficulties in the path to become an ideal human being, the one which is very near to God.

Just remember the thickness of a hair. It's is just like to travel miles in a street which is as thin as hair. Merely it is impossible for me. We are the beggars in the court of God as everything is provided by Him. And just remember a person who is so close to Him. We try to kill that person by our speech. How can we ignore the fact that particular person if far-far batter from us?

Thanks God for our beginning as a human and handle it the end in the best way we can.

After seeing the truth of the world- death, whole falsehood  (name, fame, greed and lust) disappears for a while from our mind as we come to learn that we have to face our ends too.

A puppet's control lay in the hand of the person holding its string. Just remember that you are a puppet and the strings lie in the hand of God. This will surely knock out our dread for the death.

Don't mislead your path. After all, the first way to be of God is to be an ideal human.


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