Friday 1 October 2021

CAN A MOMENT BE LARGER THAN A LIFE-SPAN ?

 

CAN A MOMENT BE LARGER THAN A LIFE-SPAN ?

            I feel shocked when somebody disconnects himself from his very old organisation due to a momentary hurtful experience.  He forgets his whole life-span of pleasant years spent in that organisation and defects to dissimilar one  as if a moment of hurt is larger than the decades of hurtless days and nights. 

He instantly  becomes estranged, decides to take revenge even by taking the help of those whom he never liked before.

This is a puzzling phenomenon. As an Urdu poet says:  Ik zara see baat par, barson ke yaranay gaye. (A  tiny unpleasant event  ended the friendship of so many years.)

            What is important for a loyal person is his unbreakable relationship with a faith, philosophy, ideology , conviction, tenet, canon,  creed, belief, system, love affair, friendly        bond which he chose not only sentimentally but also intellectually and  spiritually.

No course of life whether it  is  social, political, religious or of any other denomination is smooth. .  Even after a number of  years, a moment may come when it may  prick him deeply. But that is the  moment of his trial.  Its pain should not overpower the pleasures of the preceding life span. Forgetting that moment, sooner than later, is a blessing rather than a curse.

Altering one’s loyalty is undesirable.

Let me conclude this short write up with one of the most popular sonnets by the English poet William Shakespeare( 1564-1616):

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit  impediments. Love is not love

Which alters wen it  alteration finds,

Or bends with the remove to remove.

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is ever shaken;

It is the star to every wand’ring bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.     

 

 Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears It out even to the edge of doom.

 

If this be error and upon me prov’d,

I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.”

 

1st October 2021                                                                    G. R. KANWAL

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