April 6

Duniya ke Musafir Nasheed

 

New Version By a small boy [name unknown] in Mysore City..

Translation:

Oh travellers of this world

your destination is the grave

This journey for which you are preparing will last for only two days

Since the creation of this world thousands and millions have arrived

No one is left

They’ve been engulfed in soil

Do not forget this, this will be everyone’s final abode

Oh traveller of this world

Your destination is the grave

With your own eyes

how many burials have you witnessed?

With your own hands

how many of the dead have you buried?

Of your own consequences

why are you so unaware?

Oh traveller of this world

Your destination is the grave

These great mansions you have

they are of no use

These tall and lofty buildings that you have built

they are of no use

Only two metres of this vast earth, will be your small home

Oh traveller of this world

Your destination is the grave

Here today

Gone tomorrow

You are not to stay in this world

Your destination is to leave

This journey for which you are preparing will be over in two days

Oh travellers of this world

your destination is the grave.

 

 

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July 23

WHEN I DIE – By Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi

When my coffin is being taken out, you must never think I am missing this world Don’t shed any tears, don’t lament or feel sorry: I am not falling into a monster’s abyss.



When you see my corpse being carried, don’t cry for my leaving. I am not leaving: I am arriving at eternal love.



When you leave me in the grave, don’t say goodbye: Remember a grave is only a curtain for the paradise behind. You’ll only see me descending into a grave: Now watch me rise. How can there be an end when the sun sets or the moon goes down ? It looks like the end, it looks like a sunset, but in reality it is dawn.



When the grave locks you up, that is when your soul is freed. Have you ever seen a seed fallen to earth, not rise with a new life ? Why should you doubt the rise of a seed named human ? Have you ever seen a bucket lowered into a well coming back empty ? Why lament for a soul when it can come back like Joseph from the well.



When for the last time you close your mouth, your words and soul will belong to the world of no place no time.



                                     

I  AM  FREE

      

Don’t grieve for me, for now I am free.  I’m following the path God laid for me. I took His hand when I heard him call, I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day, to laugh, to love, to work or play.



If my leaving has left a void, then fill it with remembered joy. Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.



My life’s been full, I savoured much, good friends, good family, a loved one’s touch.



Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.