The soul is like a clear prism.
And life is like canvass painting
Full of different shades of colours.
The heart is a mirror to the soul.
A point where in colours converge,
Happiness and sorrow coincide.
White light illuminates the prism.
This divinity oblivious to mortals
Makes Him so different from us.
But He still wants us to realize
The reason behind the divergence.
What makes pain an eye opener?
Its reflection pierces any mirror.
Every painting reaches tranquility.
With every master stroke of His
We learn to admire our painting.



The Story Behind

This poem may appear as complex in the very first impression. Yes, it was difficult to write. But the message it carries is so convincing is that you have to agree to it.

Happiness and sorrow are according to me the two basic emotions all the mortal men of the world experience. But in my poem, I talk about the coincidence and convergence of these antithetical emotions. This may sound hypothetical but happiness and sorrow are two sides of the same coin. They are complementary to each other. This is what God realizes or rather this is how God wanted it to be.

What makes a Jesus or a Buddha or a Muhammad different from the mortals is the fact that no material thing in this world can provide them with happiness and sorrow. They have reached the point where the two coincide and so none of them makes a difference to them, or rather they both are treated with equanimity. That is when they realize the truth about God which exists within them and not anywhere outside. This unique convergence of all the emotions within us to a single point forms the first part of my poem.

It naturally gives rise to the second part of the poem. Why can't everyone be a Christ? Why can't all of us be oblivious to happiness and sorrow? Why has God diverged so many complex emotions in our life? And worse, why are not they consistent? Why is it that someone never ever gets any happiness or joy in his life and for some others why do they appear to be specially blessed?

Why do some die a merciless death under the command of nature while some live until a ripe age? Why has this duality been created by God? Why can't all of us have equal share of joys and sorrows or rather only joys? Why has everybody's fate been chalked out separately?

The answer to all these questions is a line from this poem: Pain is an eye opener. It opens the eyes of those who suffer the pain. Pain brings one closer to God, i.e. closer to the truth about life. The hypothetical truth that we seek in the existence of God arises from this pain. Had everything been smooth sailing, we would have never prayed to God. Pain hurts, makes us cry and give up.

We join your hands and seek a supreme power governing us owing to this pain. In moments of happiness, we seldom remember God, but in moments of pain, we run to him with our problems.

We call him the healer and the Saviour expecting he will put everything into order and bring peace.That is the sole reason why we pray to God and never forget him. Only in pain and turbulent times do you really remember God.

Pain also opens the eyes of those not in pain. The fortunate onlookers who see people cry in pain. I feel God created pain for the others to realize the preciousness of life. I've seen people crib about more material possessions. Their wants are never satisfied. Its in their nature to remain unhappy in spite of having everything. Pain is an eye opener to all these people. It makes them realize the value and the beauty of their own life. People stop cribbing and learn to remain happy and thank God for whatever they have when they hear about the extreme misfortune of an unfortunate person.

Somebody dies of cancer at a tender age, some child turns into an orphan at a very young age, people on a pilgrimage meet with a car accident and die, wives turn widows on the second day of their marriage, a man loses his entire family in a fatal bomb blast.

Should we call God as merciless? I don't think so. Its God master stroke, I think. When we watch such tearful incidents with our own eyes, it makes us realize the value of our own life. We learn the actual meaning of the word happiness.

We can't combine colours into white light like God but can at least realize the significance of each colour.