Daily in the morning, on my way to the bus stop, a thought comes to my mind after seeing a malang...that devotion can lead us to anything we want... she is old , her wrinkled face and sun tanned skin have some crudeness yet srenity in it..she is always dressed in the same black dress with a long chaddar..at first when i was new to this route she always looked very mysterious and suspicious to me, i thought of her as a random greedy beggar or a member of any terrorist group but one day when i was passing by while looking at her, a man gave money to her but she refused to take the beg and said to him in a very humble but yet alarming tone.."i don't need all this, what i needed was i get, HE is the one who gives and takes...today i am here tomorrow you will be here...its just a game of wisdom"..these are very common words we use to hear from beggars almost daily..but what made me shocked and casted a spell over me was her tone and the depth in her voice..there was truth and devotion in it..from that very day this has stuck in my mind because of the wisdom and wit of her saying...
I count her among the persons, who i know, are deprived of materialism,,for whom materialism is nothing in the way of devotion and seeking spiritual comfort and fulfillment..this thing has now changed my mind to some extent about the devotees at shrines too..i always used to think of them as random useless, idle people but now i can say that its not the same for all of them as exceptions are always there..the true devotees and seekers offer true spiritual strength and limitless compassion..they have something very saintly about them..may be as they live on the places which are regarded as the abodes of peace, so as they are radiating that also..
But it can only be possible when one start to know about his own self....it require wisdom, knowledge, senses, cognition, intuition, love, devotion, all combined to enlighten the path of SELF KNOWING...as our Prophet's (SAW) saying," whoever knows himself, knows his Lord"..it requires an exertion and love to seek and gain.. it motivates the quest for Lord, launches the quest for truth- it holds out the hope of being accepted and the permanence without comfort, but medicine with cure, our internal soul's cure...
as in the poem 'the nightingales under the snow' it is being said very beautifully and wisely..
All roads come from eternity
the bullock carts, and the goats
sad little donkeys with hanging ears
in the fields, near thatched huts;
camels carrying cotton bales, day by day
from the colorful trucks
blossom the dreams of the poor
and the reed longs to sing of man's fate
the nameless heroines of poverty;
lifting their pitchers, await
the waters of life.
all roads point to eternity
and their center rests
under the sky-like dome
in the heart of the saint.
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