Descending the hills, I stopped near a rock with chewing gum still stuck to it. I tried to pull the chewing gum with my fingernails but it refused to leave the side of the rock. I then sat down with my hands on it. It is forgotten, but it cannot forget the memories associated with this person. These memories are like sticky chewing gum that never leaves the veins of the brain.
At every point of life there is some rock and on this rock some chewing gum of memory sticks and some hand touches this chewing gum and this touch lives in the memory of the stone for many years. Yes, we forget the person, but his smile and his eyes are always present in some box of our memory like an old agreement, a sheet of dowry and whenever we turn to a rock of memory at some point of time.
When they pass near, the lid of this box opens and that sheet, that old rezai, comes out. This consent is an association and the association of human beings with human beings never dies. It may not become old.
Asad, is my friend and we meet several times a week and in these meetings some aspect of ASAD's personality comes to me, I met him yesterday and one thing surprised me.
He said to me that the greatest thing in human relationships is the closest relationship between a mother and a son. Until today, humans have been able to understand the depth of this relationship, its breadth and the colors of the relationship, but when the child dies in front of the mother is when this relationship is broken, the mother lives on even after the death of this relationship. If possible, every person in the world can live without another person.
I agreed with him but then this question raised its head in front of us that why does a person get injured from inside after the break of relationship, why does he become a victim of depression, frustration and mental depression?
Man is bound in two types of relationships, blood relationships and relationships made by his own hands. Man is helpless in the matter of some relationships. None of us know anything about it, nor are we able to do it, but who should be our wife, or who will be our husband, or who is acceptable to us as a friend. We create relationships for ourselves.
Now the question of sorrow arises. What hurts us the most are the relationships we have made. There are probably few people in the world who have become Devdas after being separated from their father, mother, sister, brother, and their child, or someone has worn a crown in memory of their sister. A palace has been built or someone has written Heer Waris Shah in the memory of their son or daughter, but thousands of stories have been written about the separation of a beloved wife or friend, the Taj Mahal has also been built, and people have become Devdas and sifted the dust of the streets of the world.
I will only have a few examples in which a person has committed suicide due to the separation of his brother or sister or his father, but we read about suicide in the news of the separation of his beloved. What is this? It is the chain of relationships made by oneself, which cut a person from the inside like a protruding blade needle or pieces of glass, and to avoid this pain, a person wanders around the streets as a madman.
She survives without her child, but Devdas's friendships and loves are scattered like a hundred eaten leaves after returning. I was talking with Asad and the mysteries of love were opening up to both of us. Why does this thing left behind not allow a person to sit comfortably? This thing is probably the association, it is the chewing gum stuck to the mountains, roads, squares and alleys that does not allow a person to move towards the present and the future, which becomes a wall of every way forward and a person daily.
It tries to break the wall and move forward, but it does not allow to move beyond the wall. Human life is stopped and this is the biggest loss of the association. Every time I see the flooded areas, thousands and millions When I see people lying in camps, I see the way of others with life turned into misery, I feel a sigh in my heart and I think that this flood will pass. They will go away, the people lying on the roads and footpaths will also return, but the bitter memories associated with the flood will always remain in the consciousness of these people.
In the fallen wall of their houses, their water-logged air, their wild nature, their daughter's jeezer, their children's dog, their clothes, their pleasures and their fallen, their abandoned shops, their factories and their warehouses will haunt them forever. Mothers children die, children's bodies become food for grave worms, and people forget the signs of these graves, but does the mother also forget the memory of her son? Does this son's memories also forget the association associated with the son's things?
No, not at all. Humans cannot break the bond of association. Whenever a mother sees her dead son's peers, her former classmates succeed in growing up, getting married, having children, and laughing with their wives. When she sees it, her whole mind is illuminated by the memories of her son and she spends the whole day hiding her tears.
Volcanoes erupt inside her and she keeps trying to extinguish this volcano with tears. Imagine what will happen to two million flood victims? And in the coming days, from the fallen walls of the house yard to the corpses of dear relatives and siblings, how many associations will they have in their lives that will haunt them for the rest of their lives, these people will hear the sound of rain, water and rivers.
Only a person who has gone through this torture can predict how they will suffer from it. Who has seen associations form and break from wall to man. We forget everything. Allah Almighty has given man the gift of forgetting, but we cannot forget those rocks of memory, on the edges of which the marks of chewing gum remain for years.
When a person separates, we first forget his appearance, at first we see his face blurred, then we discover his features, then gradually we forget his voice. We are then freed by both his tenderness and warmth and in the end we forget him completely but two things remain in our mind his eyes and his smile. Whenever we see another person smiling like him or we see that familiar twinkle in another person's eyes, our memory is instantly refreshed and we see that forgotten person in all the colors of his personality.
Together we remember again, but even if we don't remember these eyes and this smile, they remain in our lives in the thousands and millions of stumbling blocks of association. I keep trying to break, lost, separated and dead people are not as dangerous as their chewing gum and their associations.
