A Prelude

Life goes on. The hardest of realities are faced. The bitterest of the facts are borne. The deepest wounds are sustained. The most unbearable of the pains is embraced. This is life. Life is a constant change. Moment by moment, every second that goes by, every tick on the clock, every breath of alive, it is changing constantly. The moment just gone by will not return. The hope taken away or given form stays. Yet nothing is here to stay. As magnanimous a reality as it is, the most life saving concept is this as well.
It happened so, the life appeared on the face of this earth. It happened so, among the different forms, shapes an characteristics of life the most evolved became the human beings. Who planned and chartered a module for the existence of this life form here? Who decided what will come and go? Who architected the paths to construction and destruction of mankind? Who made feelings an integral essence of life? Who orchestrated the rhythms that made life different from being alive? What demarcated vegetative states, from living and living from life? All has been done miraculously, precisely and immaculately. I understand or not, you comprehend or not, and they deny, defy and outrageously violate or not, the sanctity and supremacy of life, it does not mean a dime to life and it’s prevalence, wherever it deems is must, and ensures it exists as a must.
This human life is sacred. It is a blessing. It is a chance to leave your mark upon the vastness of the vastest, upon the immortality-being a mortal, and upon the immaterial-being material. The human life and existence is so entwined in various aspects with the universe, that it gives rise to all the sciences and arts. All the theologies and crafts, and all the reasons for indulgence and non-indulgence are valid and rendered invalid equally. The diversification concealed in the homogeneity of our existence binds us together at the base and ramifies us into self and other than self, inconsolably, more than often. It causes not just an amicable heterogeneity but antagonistic animosity and hostility.
Man, in his self conceived supremacy of his ‘being’, becomes ruthless and attempts to play the ‘Divine’. This makes him pretermit the merits and demerits of power, ability and force. His prowess to manipulate his own kind to his own destruction is a lethal weapon. He kills for as petty a thing as ‘ego’, and breaches his own trust with fraudulent intent. Man, who ranked supreme amongst all creation, succumbs to baser desires to qualify for being the lowest of the low.
Human beings are savage and nothing less than anthropophagous, when it comes to feed themselves at the expense of their fellow beings. The finer predilections of man, define the stages, he has been through, while evolving into saintly beings. His venomous habits also outline the course, men have taken to appear the coarsest of the creation.
It is probably hard to be an apotheosis- a model of excellence or perfection of a kind, and being one having no equal, but it is equally hard to sabotage the ‘human’ within. To sell one’s soul to the devil and take on an appearance of an exotic ‘alien’ to human life and form. What is left behind after one sells out ‘himself’? Atheists, are not the ones to enter any barter trade with God or the devil. It is the devout, the religious, and the believers of good and bad, happy and sad, who choose to trade themselves for this world or the heaven and hell. It is those who believe, erroneously, and blow up the innocent lives along with their own life. Those who are made to believe, that blowing up themselves, will lead them to Jannah, and their family to the same, as well. What must not be forgotten is that, a ‘normal’, ‘regular’ guy or a lass, who has a life, he/she is happy and satisfied with, cannot and CAN NEVER be talked into stamping out life from any living being, let alone innocent children.