Stars in daylight – Minute Mirror

There are sayings in Urdu that I only understood from experience. I mentioned two such incidents in my last column. Here I say two more such statements. A proverb in Urdu is “Din ko taray nazar aa jaana”. I knew its meaning like doing something intensive or experiencing a high degree of physical torture. But during my university studies, I faced a situation where I realized that you see stars in daylight in such a position. The second proverb is “Khushi say zameen par paon na tikna” (in pleasure and joy, feel as if you are not touching the ground under your feet). It was a winter evening when we played volleyball in front of our hostel building. On the other side was a hockey field where our college team was playing a game with the Crescent Textile Mills team.

Suddenly there was a growl and a growl. There was a fight between the hockey players. I saw that our hostel mate, Saleem, wearing a blue sweater, was surrounded by away team members, and they beat him hard with their hockey sticks. I ran to the spot, reached the spot and jumped into the circle. In a loud voice, I raised my hands and started shouting, “Please stop this. Please stop.” With that, I pulled Saleem out of their circle. They weren’t listening to me but immediately noticed what I was doing. head with the statement “Who are you?”

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Luckily all of those sticks collided and my head was safe, but one of the sticks hit my right leg bone at bullet speed. It was the moment I saw stars in daylight. I couldn’t move from the spot for a minute but felt terrible pain in my leg. I saw the silvery-white bursts of light, a one to two foot wide galaxy, come out of my eyes and fly up into the sky. Mr. Saleem was grateful to me for saving his life, but the pain in my leg lingered for months. Then my leg healed, but seven-eight years after the incident, this pain returned for a few months to recall this “beautiful” view of the stars in broad daylight. Come to pleasure and joy that does not let you feel on earth.

I think one of his experiences was mentioned in the previous column when my first story was published in a children’s monthly. It was kind of an immature experience, but a mature experience was during those days in the eighties decade when I was punctual in my prayers. It was a soothing experience of satisfaction, contentment, fearlessness and tranquility. During those days, I prayed for nothing; I only asked my God for the longevity of this state of mind/soul. This period did not exceed a period of two to three weeks. But I can say that it was the real happiness that allows to get out of all the needs.

You don’t want anything from the world. You feel elated and wonder about others, their greed and the foolish ambitions into which they have been enslaved. You feel sorry for people who chase after temporary gains and are indifferent to eternal benefits.

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Likewise, I experienced the saying “tears of happiness” on another occasion. My youngest daughter was 10 when she was admitted to hospital for an emergency endoscopy. I was distraught on this occasion. After moving many parts and passing many tests and inspections by many doctors, an endoscopy was suggested. Before that, she had to stay in the intensive care unit (ICU). When she was taken there, pipes were inserted into her stomach through her nostrils and she slept. ICU is a restricted area, and cannot be visited repeatedly, but I frequently approached this unit, so my daughter can see me there and be satisfied.

I sat outside on a bench with my wife. But I couldn’t see her awake. These two or three days were a decisive period in my life. After all, I thought, why did God give these kinds of problems to children? Early in the morning, a nurse came out of intensive care and informed us that the patient was now awake. I met my daughter and asked her about her health. She said, “Dad! The pipes have been ejected from my nostrils, I have had my breakfast, and we are going home. That’s when I sighed in relief and had a flood of tears in my eyes. “Tears of Happiness”. This is how I experienced these tears on this special occasion. There are more critical and mysterious events in my life; I will continue to write carefully about them in my next columns and hope this helps to conclude significant results.


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