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Life is really a gift from God. For satans, it is gift as they only love world and worldly things and for angels it is a gift as it is a battle field and examination hall. Here, the angel who wins, becomes a human and the one who fails becomes a satan.
فرشتہ کہہ کے میری توقیر نہ گھٹاؤ
میں مسجودِ ملائک ہوں مجھے آدم ہی رہنے دو
Human is superior from an angel and that’s why angels bowed the man. But it is not an easy task.
فرشتے سے بہتر ہے انسان ہونا
مگر اس میں پڑتی ہے محنت زیادہ
بس کہ دشوار ہے ہر کام کا آساں ہونا
آدمی کو بھی میسر نہیں انساں ہونا
Life is a short battlefield and time runs like san in a hand. It was easy to live in the old days. A man had hardly two professions. But after Islam, the knowledge expanded like a flood. The Muslim had the knowledge of science when the Europe in Dark Age. A single Muslim had a good command in several fields. From there, the journey of multi-tasking started.
Years passed on like winds in the desert; one wave after another. The Muslims married the bride of pride. They were proud of their ancestors and fell in the well of deep sleep. Allama Iqbal said,
تھے تو آبا وہ تمہارے ہی مگر تم کیا ہو؟
ہاتھ پر ہاتھ دھرے منتظرِ فردا ہو؟
Then non-Muslims held the flag of knowledge, which was the sign of a Muslims and so they polished the knowledge of our forefathers. The knowledge was not the inheritance of non-Muslims but we failed to be like our forefathers. And again Allama Iqbal said,
مگر وہ علم کے موتی کتابیں اپنے آبا کی
جو دیکھیں ان کے یورپ میں تو دل ہوتا ہے سیپارہ
“غنیؔ روزِ سیاہِ پیرِ کنعاں را تماشا کن
کہ نورِ دید اش روشن کند چشمِ زلیخارا
The non-Muslims proceeded in their knowledge of science and not created a single thing which had more good effects than adverse effects because it was the inheritance of our forefathers and only we could perform best. But we find it tiring than licking the shoes of non-Muslims. If we were to create such things, there would not have been any adverse effect because we would have created it under the light of Qur’an. But today, we hide the Qur’an under the blankets of dust.
However, the non-Muslims tried to create easiness for everyone. If a mail took a few days or months to get to another corner of the globe, and now we can perform same task in a second, it has also created troubles. A man also feels tiring while being alone. So, when a person completed the tasks of months in days, he also created something to make him busy for the rest of the month. A time came when this entertainment was changed into standard. Our life standard is much higher than our needs. I, alone, cannot live in one large room. I need the second one. And I hope, after second, I will need the third. Feeling of more and more is ingrained in man’s nature.
زندگی نیچے کہیں منہ دیکھتی ہی رہ گئی
کتنا اونچا لے گیا جینے کا معیار آدمی
On one hand, we have made the whole world a tiny global village, but on the other hand, we have also expanded our schedules and contracted our clocks.
Today, I see my life shorter than my goals. I don’t know whether I will be able to even lay the foundation for my goals or not. I have to compete the world and, at the end, die with my religion and faith. This is a difficult task because both fields are opposite to each other. I don’t have to die with my parents unhappy. I don’t want to die with a failure tag. I don’t want to die without my goals achieved. I don’t want the next generation to waste this much time for understanding what I understood. I don’t want them to die constructing a base. I want them to die after building a tower. I don’t want to die without my religion. I don’t want to die with Holy Prophet ﷺ and God unhappy with me. And my life is shorter than my goals. I could not find time to record my feelings. At least, if I would not be able to create a base, the next generation does not have to waste the time in understanding about the area and the structure and not have to create the blueprints for this building. I am providing them all of this by recording my feelings and understandings. But I wish;
I wish, I have time to accomplish my goals. Sorry my dear diary for long gaps in past and a few more in future. O my nation! Forgive me for a short break.