Twenty-two years of life today and I wonder how have I reached this point. This point in which two decades have gone by, two decades of life, of breathing, of waking and sleeping, of wishing and dreaming, of joys and sorrows – two decades. It hardly seems real that such a long expanse of time should have gone by so quickly. That each year has left me without so much as a by your leave, hints perhaps, but left me so hastily it seems. Each year which has now accumulated to a little over two decades. My eyes see nothing changed, my world the same, ever more the same. And yet changed, everything has changed for I have changed. Physical change there has been but more than that the change of perspective. Seeing not with the eyes but implementing their power of sight in terms of the mind, heart, and soul. Each aspect deepening, growing, learning, feeling – in this respect these two decades have seen much change the eyes have missed.
Twenty-two years - an era at one point, and now I’ve reached it, spent a day in it and know it is but a peek through a barely cracked window.
I pray, Insha Allah, that I may be garced with a chance to open it all the way.
- Raatkiranii (K.F.S)
"The Oxford History of Islam" by John L. Esposito (Editor)
"O wave! Plunge headlong into the dark seas,
And change thyself with many a twist and turn;
Thou wast not born for tile solace of the shore;
Arise, untamed, and find a path for thyself."
- Allama Muhammad Iqbal
Happy (Belated!) Birthday, Raatkiranii
I turn 22 in April so this post hit rather close to home for me.
May you be blessed with that chance to open the door, and may you always find what you seek behind it.
Baekho - Thank you, and in this case Happy Belated Birthday to you too. I’m glad you could relate! Here’s wishing you all the great blessings the world has to offer. Thanks, again.
Thanks, Raatkiranii. Oh, and you’re actually early on your birthday wishes—April 08 is when I turn 22.
Incidentally, you have been tagged by yours truly.
the years roll by
and i look and sigh
thunder rolls
and i feel alive
memories gone
and i look and cry
for years gone by
on a moonless night
the winds blow
come and go
standing by
which way to go
in the end
can i see
true to me
long to be
A wonderful post….
I wish you many more intersting and fulfilling years to come.
Godspeed.
Baekho - hummm…this is something I’ve never been - early.
Sorry about that Baekho, I should have paid a bit more attention, eh? I’ll get back to you in April on that birthday thing then.
And, yes, I see you’ve tagged me. I’ve never really understood this whole “tagged” business. But i guess I’ll give it a shot. Sorry again for my hastiness.
Alan - Thank you, thank you! That was a beautiful poem and wish, and, done as always in a thoughtful manner.
No need to be sorry, Raatkirannii—And no worries about the tag, either.
Baekho - Thanks, it’s just that though i plan to respond to the tag it might take a while.
Peace be upon you Raat-ki-ranii
What an introspection.
Thinking of the passage of time always makes me remember this:
The World is three days:
As for yesterday, it has vanished,
along with all that was in it.
As for tomorrow, you may never see it.
As for today, it is yours, so work in it.
(Hassan al-Basri)
Kind regards,
Dont be sad
Don’t Be Sad -
I really enjoyed reading this passage. Thank you for sharing it. It’s great how everyone has a personal storage of such wonderful words which can be recalled at certain times and during certain situations of our lives. Also, thank for the compliment. As always, it was great to have to drop by.