No matter what you do, think or say, the results at times are different. So stay put, gargle the rage out and live life. Or, content yourself with being a vagabond at heart. Explore, read, learn, love, extinguish the fire out and re light. Take long walks, and give your lungs short freedom. Don’t over philosophize or you’ll end up becoming the cheap neighborhood shrink.
I woke up and the Wise Sage vanished with the dream. Too much soul searching can mess grey cells, I assumed.
What’s the chaos, take each day as it comes. The term ‘Qadr’,meaning” Fate”, means much to Muslims globally, who are reasonably aware with the term, the followers to my humble understanding are Many.
Going back to Qadr, the whole ideology of Islam defines Qadr as accepting ones fate which has been written and is predetermined. Now, what shall I do, wait for things to happen or make things happen. Wait for chance or create opportunities, be master or slave.
Now I choose to act or not to, and hence the outcomes becomes my Qadr. But blaming and crying for all those lost opportunities, those blood sucking humans ain’t going to take me anywhere too. So Qadr is something which I also help evolve. It has given me an option to choose, where the results are predetermined and measured. I don’t know why, but I believe, without questions, cause I at times do look at starry nights with glittering stars, sun sets, kids and am forced to thank the force which has have created all this including my own minor existence.
And I believe.
