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And now I truly feel glad seeing most of
them have attain their success, even though I’m still slumping in this corner
of life where things seemed increasingly hostile day by day.
"I always believe that life is a
continual process and not a mere final result," said a new friend replying
my complaint. "There's always chances for us to be a better person.
Beside, this life is too precious for regretting the past that will never
return. Humankind maybe the only creatures that equipped with ability to
complaint. Yet, spending time in that negative attitude does not necessarily
make them humane. It is just not a wise thing to do, you know. "
I’m substantiate his saying; although I
have to be honest to myself that I still have difficulty to replace a groaning
complaint with sighs of gratitude.
"Once again, life is a process. Do you
think your friends success that you told me is a final result of their life
course? Think again. Life is a continuous process. The success or even failure
you are experiencing today is in fact just a little part of your life process.
Do you think that your circumstances now will guarantee your situation tomorrow
as correctly as you have planned? You have to consider the 'x' factor. The
unexpected things will always occur. Your response to what is happening now is
actually a main determining factor to the end of your life journey. Because
death is a mystery and the answer to that mystery is steps that we set in our
life process. So, it’s better for us to keep learning to improve our attitude
towards what is going on throughout that process rather than just imagining the
final result that is not necessarily in line with our expectations. Do your
best today, and be patient enough to wait what will happen next. "
Hearing his
explanation, I wonder if he have an ability to read minds. Since what he
told me is as though answers all the questions that buzzing about in my mind.
Honestly, reflecting on my past, I once questioned myself about what is
actually drove me in my place today? My failure at college, my failure to go
deep into arts that I’ve considered as my greatest interest, and my many other
failures is definitely makes me wonder as if I was born as a failure. I'm not
making this up. Just to be honest, I do think so. However, since I knew this
new friend, my learning spirit is slowly re-emerging. His slap at my face that
evokes my spirit is probably a shock therapy that I do need.
"I'll tell you a tale of destiny in
the eyes of Mullah Nasruddin. You must have heard about him, right? Sufi tales
from the land of 1001 nights reveals much about him. Well, one day a student
asked Mullah Nasruddin, 'What is destiny?' And he said, 'Destiny is a series of
endless and incoherent event, which affecting each other.’ But the students
appeared to have his own answer and he said, 'That answer does not satisfy me,
and I prefer to believe that destiny is more a causation matters.' Nasruddin
seems to understands his pupil’s mind. ‘Okay, but let me ask you to look at the
present execution cortege that passing us right now,’ said Nasrudding pointing
to the crowd convoy at the street in front of them. Then, he continued, ‘That
hand-tied person will surely be hang soon. My question, is that because someone
had given him money so he could buy a knife and then he use to kill, or is it
because a witness had seen him killing someone, or because no one has tried to
stop him from killing?'* Life is a process, isn’t it? Or do you prefer trying
to answer a question that has existed since the time of Ancient China about
which came first, the chicken or the egg?"
Thank you my friends; all of you. Each of
you that made me quite proud to claim you as a friend. Thank you to you all.
Your presence at my side is part of my priceless life process. My happiness to
you all; in the past, in the present and in the future.
* This story is adopting from Idries Shah,
The Exploits of the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin (New York: EP Dutton, 1972), p.
112.
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