Life-Zindagi

Life is a spectacle. We are in a fair and are observant of what is happening and comparing it with our own standards. We come in this world with life as a currency to buy resources which remain here when we leave from the world, empty-handed.

So then what are we to do with this limited life-span in an infinite universe? There are festivities in life and there are crowds, gatherings and celebrations. There is joy in loneliness and sadness in a crowd and vice versa too. Life is a dress woven by a black and white thread. There is so much in it from laughter to hiccups to weeping.

You can not understand life by putting it in a formula. If you label it as something after thoughtful generalization, life will listen to you, it will smile and will change its form and will grow independent of that formula. If life is a continuous journey then what is stay? If life is to be awake them what is slumber and sleep? I life is love then what about hatred? That is life too, rather it is more life than love. Hatred, anger, jealousy and revenge: they have greater part in keeping life up and active. Anyhow, hatred and love both constitute life. Life is in search of those who are in search of life. There are countless blessings in the cradle of life. They include dreams, longings, disappointments. truth, cheating, gathering and solitude.  Life is independent of the phenomena of meeting and separation. It is aware of changes taking place in it but is not affected by these changes. Life is archaic but simultaneously it is modern. Today's human gets happy in old ruin-like abodes. Humans want to see how those people lived in these ruins which were once palaces. It is strange that today's human goes through old literature and expresses advance knowledge. Life is an endless journey and do not know who knows when it started and when will it end. But what we know is that life is on its journey like a river which is ever-running, it does not stop nor die. It is a message of mountains for the sea which is handed to the river. This message is called life and the carrier is alive. Life is hidden behind its drape and knocks on its own door and then replies "no one's home". But if an observant eye sees it then it is calling for 'itself' on the outside of door to come inside because the one who has seen it is now life too. Thus, life is: "to know thy self". I am life but on condition that I consider you life too. Everyone's respect is our respect and everyone's life is our life.