It was in Dewan Singh Muftoon’s ‘Naqaabl-e-faramosh’. It read that when I die all I want is a few thousand in my bank and a few million at my funeral procession.
Accidents make me contemplative and especially when I’m involved in one. Surprisingly I remember the exact thought which crossed my mind when I fell. Just before my bike toppled I was happy that the last thing I had done was to recite a Surah (One of the sections/chapters of the Quran). Not that I would have gone scot-free for this act on the judgment day but yes, a sinful life would have ended on a nice note.
I know after reading this people would be like, “For God’s sake man! You were hit by a bicycle; don’t make such a fuss about it”. I know it sounds funny but somehow it really made me think what I would have left behind. Perhaps the answer lies somewhere in this sms I got a while back,
“Whatever happened, is happening or will happen…It is all for good. What have you lost for which you cry? You didn’t have anything in the first place. Whatever you have was taken from this world and whatever you have lost will be given back to this world. Whatever you own today was someone else’s yesterday and will be someone else’s tomorrow. Change is the routine of the life."
2 comments:
[I know it sounds funny ]
nO Its nt funny..
This shows ur thot which is Impressive!!
how many think that way. This must be a lesson of life for the young boys and girls who (naturally) think they will outlive mountains stars and skies.
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