this too will pass

   A Persian Sufi poet, Attar is said to have told a story of a powerful king who had asked the wise of his time to make a ring that will make him happy when he is sad and sad when he is happy. Those wise men gave him a simple ring on which were etched the words ‘this too will pass’, which very efficiently served the purpose.

  Tomorrow I’ll be 21 and when I thought about it today, out of no where came this thought, ‘this too will pass’, and surprisingly the thought is neither gloomy nor pleasant….its just a plain fact. But, I’m bound to think that if this too will pass, then what will remain? Considering the average life time to be 65 years, I can safely say, I’ve lived one-third of it, and it has just passed. I don’t know why I become so desperate to make my existence meaningful. I don’t understand the desire that ‘in this moment I’m alive, I’m here and it should matter’. But this desire, doubtlessly arrogant, is present and there is no denying that.

  I never really have thought about how can I make my existence matter but there is one thing I know, that is, when we lose people, alive or dead, they live in our memories. We remember them as we know them and we hardly ever truly know them. So, the memories are corrupt, which I find an insult to the person being remembered. I will not like myself to be insulted like that. I will very much want to be remembered for who I am, if I am to be remembered at all. I will want to be remembered with my flaws and goodnesses but more importantly, as a person that I am. With that, people may not be very fond of my memories but then, this too will pass and eventually I’ll be forgotten. But before its passed, I’ll want to be honest, with my life(whatever is left of it), with my self, now that I’m here. Now that I exist.


4 thoughts on “this too will pass

  1. Ek sawal,Ek ehsas..kya meray honay Ya na honay se farq parta hai?Like most of the people who have got something going deep inside,I was confronted with this question in multiple time/space frames.Admittedly,I itched to be meant,vouched to be recognised in a way where my umpteen flaws could fade in the shadow of one positive trait;an attribute which could help me stand firm when the gusty winds of time would set into motion.Midway,I was led to an inference which was like if and when one person ,at least one single person,holds me in above mentioned stead,purpose will be fulfilled.No wonder,I shall get to live yet another life.Who needs the Fountain of Eternity!

  2. That’s quite a nice thought u just shared but..and there’s a big BUT….i cant really assimilate it. Its been a year almost when I posted it and had to read again before replying to u but things do not seem to have changed much. You said “… if and when one person ,at least one single person,holds me in above mentioned stead,purpose will be fulfilled.” Well, as much as I hate to say it, people are not capable of holding another being in such esteem unless of course they are horribly stupid or you are too good at fooling them. I hope you’ll disagree and not let me disturb your spirits of contentment. Cheers

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