Nothing is forever ....

This article is taken from The Ravi – annual magazine of GC Lahore. I am sure it will be a good read …

Theme: Life is enchantress,
who seduces us with her beauty.
But he who knows her wiles,
will free her enchantments.

I push the night, each night away to get the dark reality of me – Night is dark; Night is Night! It comes close to me and envelops me with its cold pangs to narrate me a story, a version of my own interior. I push the night away – I try to push the reality away so that I can live in the fantasies of my sleep… But NO! I close my eyes and it is even there. The DARK… WHY??? I swim through the night to find the brightening day telling me that a few more hours and the night would approach me again. The day certainly ends as the night goes to sleep. When I walk through the flowers early in the morning, the dying flowers tell me that once they were in bloom. The rain stuffed clouds – when shower on me, compel me to think that they were not forever and even it can’t rain all the time….

I – walking through the days and the nights, the rains and forests of my life --- I waked through you and I still walk with you. Then the evening came and I blinked to admire it and it was gone before I could….. I could see the merging and the moulding reds and the yellows and greens of the evening but it all just in a while turned into a deeper shade of grey… The night huskily came again…. This time it used the claws of reality and I couldn’t break through. … Nothing is forever. Every speck of nature on earth told me that it was as if pain was oozing out of my body ---- soul. The time of my deconstruction had come. The picture I had painted all my life had gone all abstract….. I realized that I had once loved the day…. I had bathed through the rain and dried myself in the sun. I had played in the fresh petals and dried the dying ones. I had smiled through the evenings and dawned through the nights…. I slowly remember --- I had once loved you… I had loved you and I had loved everything and now when I love you I am indifferent to everything – WHY?? The fact poured into my mind --- NOTHING IS FOREVER. The night had told me that --- the day --- the rain --- the spring --- the years ----- loving you had told me that ………

But I had gotten myself into this thick tangle of deceit and could never untangle myself until the agents of nature got to my help. The night helped me the most. Because it narrated a version of my own interior and so the story of my life had a beginning at the end – The beginning at the end -- It made me realize that everything seduces and then everything goes away and everything has an end and that ………………… NOTHING IS FOREVER.