Life was never easy for the final prophet. Personal losses haunted him through out. Born orphaned, he was destined to be an unfortunate father to conduct the final rites of his own children. He suffered terrible financial constraints, humiliations and tortures. There was everything in his life what majority of us would describe as components of an accursed life.
Yet contrary to expectations, the world heard a strange characterisation of god from him; The merciful, to be precise intensely merciful and that too repeatedly emphasised. Strange ! Utterly strange ! Particularly because it came from him.
Was he unaware of the sufferings of the world, harshness of life and cruelties of men. Having spent his life in the desert, among the jahiliyah Arabs, rather impossible.
He was teaching a new perspective. In fact a revolutionary one in the philosophy of life. A new way of looking at our difficulties and pains. A lesson of acceptance and hope, with emphasis on the futility of blame. Like an artist inviting his fellow beings to have a glimpse of a deeper layer of beauty beneath the apparent ugliness of the world, he taught mankind to patiently look beyond so that pattern of harmony flashes before our eyes. It was not a consoling call. Indeed there was beauty beneath. Likewise the first verse of bismillah stands, a remnant pregnant with meaning, inviting us all to have a new look towards life.
mashoodkk
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Jazakallah khair
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