Aryan was getting cynical. The traffic was getting worse by
the day and monsoons did not help on a road that had more potholes than the
black tar.
The heavy monsoons did the bikers no good either... |
Vivek managed a smile before trying to pacify his irate
friend.
“Aryan, things will get better,” he managed to shout above
the noise of the vehicular horns.
“Vivek, we have been talking about this for long. But I do
realise that we will not be able to see progress and I do not wish to fool
myself anymore. Maybe, I shall pray to God to take his next avatar soon and
repair the roads,” an extremely frustrated Aryan poured his heart out.
“For a change, I will tell you the dohe written by Saint Kabir,”
said Vivek to his friend.
‘Moko
Kahan Dhundhere Bande
Mein To
Tere Paas Mein
Na
Teerath Mein, Na Moorat Mein Na Ekant Niwas Mein’
“Well, Vivek, what does that mean?” Aryan sounded calmer.
Vivek told his friend that the verses meant that God is
within each one of us and there is no need to search for Him in any other
manner or any other place.
“But, Aryan, for every problem that we face in life, I think
the solution is within us. We go around in circles for years and find ourselves
coming back to square one!” exclaimed Vivek.
“Wait, so you mean that when we come back to square one, it
is an indication that the solution lies exactly at the place from where we
began the search?” Aryan had hit the bull’s eye.
“Precisely. I think we are both on the same page now. The
last line of the doha goes like this,
‘Kahet
Kabir Suno Bhai Sadho Mein To Hun Viswas Mein’
If we tried to solve our problems with trust in ourselves,
therein lies God,” Vivek sounded positive.
“Vivek, tonight I shall read the dohe of the great Saint
Kabir. He does make a lot of sense. There is so much knowledge around us, like
there is so much traffic around us. What we discuss is purely
our choice. Thanks my friend for making my day positive,” Aryan said, patting
his friend on his shoulder!
“By the way, Aryan, I am planning to meet the town planning
authorities tomorrow. If we can convince the office-goers of this area to take
off from work for a week, we can help the authorities in repairing the road. I
believe this can be done,” Vivek’s voice carried confidence and conviction.
“Done!” Aryan echoed Vivek’s confidence.
In a month’s time, Vivek did not have enough time to
complete the story as it took them just about 10 minutes to reach office!
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