Let’s learn to LOVE…
The momentary sight at cremation still has my
heart palpitate and fear run down my spines.
A woman was in pain, tears inevitably overflowing her pretty eyes, and I
was there dumbfounded, emotionally struck by moaning souls. Grief-stricken, words
playing about her stammering tone, the woman has lost her daughter to the
death. She is in disbelief that her daughter has now only remained as the
corpse, but the grief weighed upon her heart is beyond the imagination of those
who experienced no demise of one’s close ones.
The
more painful sight I witnessed at the spot was the few years old child who has
lost her mother at so young age and she doesn’t even know her mother has passed
away. I wonder what it would be like to feel when she is grown enough to know
that her mother has left the world since she was three. So innocent and bereft
of any idea about death, the child was piteously playing with other kids and it
pained me even more knowing that she has to confront the worldly affairs
without a mother. Her mother’s affection has ceased before she learnt what
mother’s love is.
More
people were shredding tears and the vast sky in its gloomy temperament, shone
no sun as if it understood the pain people were going through the very day. Until
now, I have been wondering how many people really love me and will there be
even ten in hundreds of people I know who would cry for me when I die! I have
been thinking people don’t really care about each other, but self-centered
every person is. Maybe I was
wrong! Maybe people are too busy to invest some times in showing their
affection towards their loved ones although they have so much of love and care
stored up in their hearts, which makes individuals like me feel unloved and
uncared without a direct expression. There are a lot more people who wish for
their kith and kin to speak and show it if they really care for them. With the
change in era, people would indubitably feel the touch of love and affection if
only expressed openly.
The
deceased was only in mid-twenties (about my age) which made me feel more
petrified on discerning that no age matters when it comes to death. When time comes,
it can be her/him, you or every mortal whatever the form is to kiss goodbye to
the heavenly world. For uncertain our life is, I say, let no sorrow overtake
our wellbeing but happiness be our only feeling. High-tech, powerfully
sophisticated devices have succeeded in controlling and luring human minds
towards them, breaching the beautiful bonds even amongst the so-loved souls. As
wisely observed by His Holiness, Dalai Lama, people are being used and
materials are being loved with excessive attachment in today’s era. I could
feel the premonition of brutality and homicide among the living souls over the trivial
lifeless things. Pray that doesn’t befall upon us! We are the core change of
everything around us and only we can stop a floodgate to such catastrophe. Therefore,
let’s love each other, not the things. Things are merely created to be used.
Someone
has come up with a beautiful story in which Parents come across what their child
has written on one of his class activities. Both had their emotion stirred into
tears by their child’s innocent words which read, “I wish to be reborn as a smart phone because my parents love it more
than me!” Computers, phones, iPads and many other technological devices
have succeeded in reigning today’s world, but what matters most is how we
utilize them. Let’s run them under our control, rather than dancing under their
influence.
At
the funeral hundreds of people had gathered and were lamenting over the corpse.
Perhaps, some are tears of guilt for the mistreatment of a deceased while
alive, some tears of remorse for not being able do the best for the deceased, and
some tears of anger with pain for unanticipated eternal departure from them. Your
grief echoes your heartiest warmth for the deceased, but the guilt and remorse
shows that you must have (or not) done while the person was breathing. If you
are guilty of having ill-treated anyone in your life, you are on stage of transition
to being a divine soul who is learning to care for other living souls for you
have learnt that cruelty and transgression earns you no merit, but hurt
countless souls are left. Remorse is another great lesson that we acquire
through experience. If you regret over what you have (not) done, for sure you
will have your whims and courage gathered next time to fill up the gaps you have
left in the past. The way I see the
human nature ( majority of us), though so much of love we have in our hearts
for our dearest ones, we seem to withhold it rather than letting it freely flow
towards the people we care for. We wear solemn face and bitter-toned we become
towards our loved ones which is just the opposite of how we treat our
acquaintances and strangers. If we could display such respectful manners
towards strangers, we could treat our close ones the same way or even better. However,
we make them weep who love us the most…
Horror-struck
for sure I was with the awkward pain, but the lesson fallen upon me shall never
be forgotten, but I promise to breath and live my life with it until the last
beat of my heart. Our Hearts be adorned with kindness that shall only bring the
smile upon our faces! Let’s promise to love and cherish our beloved ones and
all with all our hearts when we are breathing still so that no guilt or repentance
is weighed upon our souls but peace at all times we shall spend with. Let’s
forget what deprives us of joy and happiness, but enmesh with what cheers us
the most and without end. Let’s stay HAPPY, now and ever.
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