Right or Wrong ?

When I return unsuccessful from everywhere, when nothing goes right and when sweet dreams turn sour, I feel that I am a big loser. Whatever I dream, I aspire for and long to achieve, I never get it. Suddenly then, it seems that I don’t have a right to dream. You are in this world only to get ready for the next world. When my thinking doesn’t match with others’ imagination then I deem that I am all alone in this mortal world.

Tell me whether a person’s dreams are right or wrong? Oh please, let me know whether dreams ever come true or are they just a fantasy, a figment of imagination, and a mythical world of make-belief? Is it not true that one should deserve and then desire? Why then a deserving, illustrious, honest person fails to achieve what he/she deserves and desires, such as his/her profession, work, education and friends?

When a fully ambitious and energetic person starts his/her day with hopes, aspirations and wishes but at the end of the day he/she fails, it seems that a hapless person is standing all alone in the midst of an ocean of hopelessness and despair.

Strong, destructive waves are pounding against him, striking him, from different directions. These calamitous waves of misery-dejection and despair are punching him and creating hindrances. Nothing goes right, the path seems to be strewn with thorns and bulky rocks and no one is there to help him.

It is then that a person becomes resigned to his or her fate, gives up in dismay and starts sulking, knowing that he has failed to find the right path of fulfilling his dreams, visions and desires — the path that would have led him towards his destination. He seems to be at a tragic loss and a sweet dream suddenly become sour, beautiful desires become venomous and ugly. He loses all control of his senses becoming pessimistic and heart-broken. He would like to turn his face away from such despair and misery, but alas, he cannot. Still he has faith and believes in Allah Almighty, still he has hope because if ‘hopes were dupes fears may be liars’.

My dear diary, perhaps you have time enough to listen to my pathetic, miserable and tragic story and give ear to my sorrowful sobs, when no one else seems to hear me or take any notice of my woes and sufferings. Every one around me is mean and harsh to me. Life treats me very unkindly and I always, invariably flop, fail and fall.

I can vividly remember all those sad and unfortunate incidents and happenings in my life that had completely altered my life, turning it upside down and a broken wreck. However, when you reach the end of the tunnel, which you always do, light appears, the sun rises, and darkness is gone.

Angels do appear and they arrive suddenly and unannounced — they pull you up, catch hold of your fragile shaking hand and guide you on, showing you the lighted path of success, happiness and love. Their care and concern becomes like a floating boat in that vast ocean of despair. Dejection is gone and there is hope. You are in a boat driven and manoeuvred by an expert and loving captain. Yes, you have found a boat in the midst of an ocean and that will surely save your life and help you to reach that distant shore .

NOTE:- THIS ISN’T MY ORIGINAL WORK. I GOT THIS FROM A MAGAZINE CALLED YOUNG WORLD AND THIS ARTICLE INFLUENCES ME AN DBECAUSE OF THAT I HAV EPOSTED IT ON MY BLOG. ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE WRITER…