Today a child died in his/her mother's womb. A flower plucked before it could bloom. Without playing god; if that bloom was one day going to be smeared by the harsh winds of human nature, wasn't it a blessing?
“Those who are plucked in youth and innocence are among the fortunates. It is we sinners who have to plod and labour through the whole span of life…”
Perhaps it is only me with such a gloomy picture of this world. I remember these lines penned down by a friend
Where breeze mourns the loss of love
Where mercy lies under, assault above
The sinners are king and crime the queen
The bullets command and injustice rules
Where honor and virtue have left the scene
Where money allures and ego thrives
Where greed rules and hatred drives
The Eden of thorns nearby grows
Where roses stink and gloom glows
Saad Javed
Nothing but mourning for the mother was to be. Her only solace is in religion; holding onto which a person dares to live on. How indispensable is religion at these times!
Certainly these are the hard times when in absence of hope and in depths of despair you catch the fading flicker of dying faith and reinvigorate it because you have nowhere else to turn to. People forget and forgive saying that god will take revenge and punish on their behalf on the Day of Judgment. Is this inability to take action or just being a destitute of courage?
“Those who are plucked in youth and innocence are among the fortunates. It is we sinners who have to plod and labour through the whole span of life…”
Perhaps it is only me with such a gloomy picture of this world. I remember these lines penned down by a friend
Where breeze mourns the loss of love
Where mercy lies under, assault above
The sinners are king and crime the queen
The bullets command and injustice rules
Where honor and virtue have left the scene
Where money allures and ego thrives
Where greed rules and hatred drives
The Eden of thorns nearby grows
Where roses stink and gloom glows
Saad Javed
Nothing but mourning for the mother was to be. Her only solace is in religion; holding onto which a person dares to live on. How indispensable is religion at these times!
Certainly these are the hard times when in absence of hope and in depths of despair you catch the fading flicker of dying faith and reinvigorate it because you have nowhere else to turn to. People forget and forgive saying that god will take revenge and punish on their behalf on the Day of Judgment. Is this inability to take action or just being a destitute of courage?
What makes your heart wrench even more that the poor girl would now be persecuted for the loss of the child. Unable to produce an heir; a constant threat of being given a divorce would loom on her head.
Somehow we consider that allowing a woman have your seat in the bus or letting her break the queue would elevate her status in the society. I think we would do much better if we could remove the fear form a girl’s mind that she would not be chucked out of the house for being fruitless.
A silent prayer for that mother; may she be able to bear this loss and may another flower blooms; filling her life with smiles.
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