न कुछ फ़ना की ख़बर है न है बक़ा मालूम
बस एक बे-ख़बरी है सो वो भी क्या मालूम
I don’t know about death or immortality,
I am in a delusion, that too I’m not really sure
~ असग़र गोंडवी
Only if you can go to bed with death each night
Can you wake up in the arms of life each day
to be able to raise your Infant dreams
in the cradle of your existence….
I really like what he says about death.I quote :
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I’m fine now.
This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.
Everything else is secondary.
फिर कुछ इस दिल को बेक़रारी है
सीना जोया – ए – ज़्ख्मे- कारी है
my heart is becoming restless again
my nails have started looking out for my chest once more
फिर उसी बेवफा पे मरते हैं
फिर वही ज़िन्दगी हमारी है
I am willing to die for her once more
carrying on with the same life again
बेखुदी बेसबब नहीं गालिब
कुछ तो है जिसकी पर्दादारी है
this lost feeling does not make sense anymore
there has to be something that’s hidden from us O’ Ghalib
The last couplet is the one with the deepest and most profound meaning.At some point in life the mystery of life and death does not make much sense anymore.One begins to question why am I here ? what’s the purpose of my life ?Is there a purpose at all ? If this is how it feels to be alive then how does it feel to be dead ? Is there a difference in two states or they are just mind play ? The questions haunt you but there are no answers.You feel deluded,lost and confused.
That’s when you begin to wonder what is it that my thoughts hide from me.Who or what does not reveal itself fully and completely ?Its here now and its gone another moment.You can feel it but then you don’t.The questions bother you so much that you want to scratch and bleed your heart out.
But you are helpless,nothing happens.
Even the 2nd couplet is a mockery of human beings.They believe in God as there is nothing else to explain there existence.Loss of God means losing your bearings.Which way are you headed,is there a way ? Like a compass pointing towards the light from a lighthouse your soul keeps moving pointedly towards the source not essentially sure if it is something real or its going to deceive you again like a mirage in the desert.
There is no rest or refuge so you do what needs to be done , passing life one day as it comes.
तारों से करता था जब बात
अचानक दर्द हुआ सीने में
सांसे बोझिल हुईं
और पेशानी पर उभर आईं बूंदे पानी की
देखा तो सामने मौत खडी थी
बोली ‘ चलें ?’
कहां ? मैं अभी कहीं नहीं जाउंगा
मुझे ये जगह अच्छी लगती है
तो मरने से डरते हो तुम भी
नहीं मैं बिल्कुल नहीं डरता
क्यों नहीं ? मौत ने पूछा
हद है.तुम जीने से डरती हो क्या ?मैंने कहा
तो फिर ?
मृत्यु और जीवन तो बस अवस्थाएं हैं,
केवल एक बोध
जीवन का ना होना मृत्यु है
और मृत्यु का ना होना जीवन
पर मनुष्यों तो मरनें से डरते हैं
और तुम तो मनुष्य हो
किसने कहा ? मैं तो खुद को देवता समझता हूं
तो मैं कौन ? मौत बोली
मुझे क्या पता ? शायद मनुष्य !
तुम पागल हो गये हो
पागल ? अच्छा ये बताओ
पागल होना बेहतर है या मरा होना
शायद पागल होना
और मेरे लिये तो तुम मर चुकी हो
तुम मरी हुई मौत हो और मैं तो बस पागल
तभी मौत की परछाई धूमिल होने लगी
मेरे मरने का वक़्त टल चुका था
बालकनी का दरवाज़ा बन्द कर
मैं कमरे में आया और लेट गया
बहुत दूर से एक आवाज आती जान पडी
कोई कह रहा था ‘ ये क्या पागलपन है?’
मैं समझ गया कि मौत
भगवान के पास वापस पहुंच गयी
मैंनें चादर तानी और सो गया
रचनाकार – आहंग