Sometimes, I suddenly find myself pondering my own existence! Where was I even a few days ago? I didn’t exist on this earth. I didn’t open my eyes to see this world—I was unaware of this illusory world and all its affairs. Yet, a voice within me says, ‘I was there. My existence was in some unknown world,’ of which I have no memory.
In the continuous cycle of birth, I am now an inhabitant of this diverse world. As far as my eyes can see, as far as I can walk, or as far as engine-powered vehicles, mechanical airplanes, and ships that sail across the vast oceans can take me—flat lands, mountains, valleys, sandy deserts, and two-thirds of the world covered in water, the endless ocean. Above, there’s the boundless blue sky, its expanse still unknown. And it doesn’t end there—beyond this Earth, there are countless other worlds, millions of stars, the luminous moon, sun, and other celestial bodies. And amidst all this, there live countless living and non-living beings, a number beyond our comprehension. When I search for my existence within this vastness and infinite number, I am struck dumb with wonder at my own smallness, helplessness, and incapacity.
I am born into a family, move within a society, and live under a state. I grow up among family members, bound by blood, sharing the same lineage. This blood-tied bond is unbreakable, impossible to erase. In society, I leave my mark, interacting with friends, relatives, and loved ones. I operate within the framework of the state’s laws and policies. I have no right to anything beyond the constitutional framework of the state. Family, society, state, and their bonds, love, customs, along with the allure of wealth, the greed for power, and the attraction to women, have brought me to a point where I have no time to look beyond my created goals. I cannot focus on the higher purpose of my life.
But when I look ahead, following a simple line of thought, I see that my life has a created purpose. Like everything else in the universe, my creation is not in vain. I also see that I stand at the threshold of an eternal life. My life is bound by the inescapable law of birth and death. My breath is confined by an inviolable control. Death may come, my heart may stop beating at any moment, in any situation. Then, I will have no choice but to surrender helplessly, abandoning the world’s illusions. I will not be spared from the painful blow of death. Is this the end? No, rather it is the beginning.
At least the beginning of life starts from here—the beginning of another life for me. Where perhaps a garden of flowers or a blazing flame awaits me! I have completed many chapters of life. I have frivolously spent many days and nights. I have deviated from the purpose of creation for a long time. Now it is time to return to the right path. Before the curtain falls on life, it is time to prepare for the journey to the afterlife.
