Eid Mubarak!
The warmth of festival and ritual … the need to celebrate life with happiness and joy and fulfilment in all its gaiety and purpose … to bring us together !!
May we respect all from all walks of life, from all walks of belief, and may we become examples of that which breaks all barriers and hold hands in the greatness of each. This we can achieve and practice. This we can set example of. This we can transfer to all in love and in good will. And may we all be constantly in unison with our thoughts and our love …
Sound travels far too slowly than we have recorded and documented it. What we are told at 20 we only get to hear it when we are 40 !
We look back in anger at the lost opportunity and at the causes for it only after experiences that prove detrimental to us are faced at a stage where we regret. Many lament this fact during the years that pass by. We are too engrossed in the freedom of youth and independent thought perhaps at that time. May be we differ in opinion when younger. The passion of the earlier years perhaps is too heady. Nothing seems insurmountable until we face the mountain of that which puts a stop to our beliefs and efforts. We look for answers, but perhaps it is too late. Either that, or we quickly learn and repair. Repair or stepping back seems at that younger age to be a defeat unbearable to give us a presence with the world. It seems to us that in our loss the entire world assesses and looks at us with tinted glasses, or none at all. It could be. But generally as days and years pass by, we realize that those moments were simply not worth remembering. Other than of course, the unfortunate repercussions that may have followed it.
I think they remain within us, perhaps subdued or hidden somewhere in our psyche, reappearing only when needed. But by and large a dormant factor.
The decisions that we may make at 40 could be influenced by what we did not gain at 20. But seldom do we find decisions at 20 matching the thinkings of 40. Not always, but sometimes that bright spark of genius sets itself free and shows its eminent colours. Blessed are they that can have the maturity to be able to do that. But many would argue that the learning so essentially required for that moment, would never be put to use if all were to go well. Relevant point.
I think I would lose the enthusiasm of youth and the younger years, its boundless energy to experience the flamboyance normally attached to that period, if I were to follow what would be expected of me at say 40. But I would give the years a good thought before delving into something that needed a 40 bearing.
A lot of the constraints that we face at times come with the circumstances we find ourselves in at the time of birth and the realization of where and who we are.
I was born into feudal family. I was always from day one, Pir Nasar Ud Daulah’s son, and almost reverentially looked upon. The reverence was for the well deserved and hardly worked status of my Father. There would always be some things that I could associate myself with, and some not. Always some things that I had to offer restraint to, in keeping with the thought of whom I represented. The impressions carried of me would reflect that which would be understood to be of my Fathers and my Mothers. It would always weigh heavily before I undertook any task or action. That has remained till today, for I believe that the impressions still matter, even though I may have they are not present in my life physically, they are in Pakistan. All the more reason then for their name and standing to be protected. In my own life, I would always put the parents and their integrity and value first. Mine is not important. If theirs is revered, it is enough for me. And that shall remain till the very end of my life.
For most of us, that is what remains till the rest of our lives .. and so it should … 20, 40 or whatever
The warmth of festival and ritual … the need to celebrate life with happiness and joy and fulfilment in all its gaiety and purpose … to bring us together !!
May we respect all from all walks of life, from all walks of belief, and may we become examples of that which breaks all barriers and hold hands in the greatness of each. This we can achieve and practice. This we can set example of. This we can transfer to all in love and in good will. And may we all be constantly in unison with our thoughts and our love …
Sound travels far too slowly than we have recorded and documented it. What we are told at 20 we only get to hear it when we are 40 !
We look back in anger at the lost opportunity and at the causes for it only after experiences that prove detrimental to us are faced at a stage where we regret. Many lament this fact during the years that pass by. We are too engrossed in the freedom of youth and independent thought perhaps at that time. May be we differ in opinion when younger. The passion of the earlier years perhaps is too heady. Nothing seems insurmountable until we face the mountain of that which puts a stop to our beliefs and efforts. We look for answers, but perhaps it is too late. Either that, or we quickly learn and repair. Repair or stepping back seems at that younger age to be a defeat unbearable to give us a presence with the world. It seems to us that in our loss the entire world assesses and looks at us with tinted glasses, or none at all. It could be. But generally as days and years pass by, we realize that those moments were simply not worth remembering. Other than of course, the unfortunate repercussions that may have followed it.
I think they remain within us, perhaps subdued or hidden somewhere in our psyche, reappearing only when needed. But by and large a dormant factor.
The decisions that we may make at 40 could be influenced by what we did not gain at 20. But seldom do we find decisions at 20 matching the thinkings of 40. Not always, but sometimes that bright spark of genius sets itself free and shows its eminent colours. Blessed are they that can have the maturity to be able to do that. But many would argue that the learning so essentially required for that moment, would never be put to use if all were to go well. Relevant point.
I think I would lose the enthusiasm of youth and the younger years, its boundless energy to experience the flamboyance normally attached to that period, if I were to follow what would be expected of me at say 40. But I would give the years a good thought before delving into something that needed a 40 bearing.
A lot of the constraints that we face at times come with the circumstances we find ourselves in at the time of birth and the realization of where and who we are.
I was born into feudal family. I was always from day one, Pir Nasar Ud Daulah’s son, and almost reverentially looked upon. The reverence was for the well deserved and hardly worked status of my Father. There would always be some things that I could associate myself with, and some not. Always some things that I had to offer restraint to, in keeping with the thought of whom I represented. The impressions carried of me would reflect that which would be understood to be of my Fathers and my Mothers. It would always weigh heavily before I undertook any task or action. That has remained till today, for I believe that the impressions still matter, even though I may have they are not present in my life physically, they are in Pakistan. All the more reason then for their name and standing to be protected. In my own life, I would always put the parents and their integrity and value first. Mine is not important. If theirs is revered, it is enough for me. And that shall remain till the very end of my life.
For most of us, that is what remains till the rest of our lives .. and so it should … 20, 40 or whatever
Love to all....
DiL.
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