(Poetic interpretation, like art is a matter of subjectivity. Same poetic piece can be a masterpiece for many and obscure for others.)
Many times while contemplating on life, what it really is, i often stuck with confusions. Of all the philosphical and literary text i have read this far, they pushed me further in the utter bottomless state of chaos and labyrinthine yet ivent come closer to even unwind the inner conflicts.
My struggle to decipher the undertones of life comes to an end one afternoon in American Poetry’s lecture. While discussing one of Frost’s poems, my professor linked few verses penned down by Bhulleh Shah and an urdu couplet of whose poet i no longer had in my memory.
Upon further searching, i found it was by Mirza Ghalib, the man who nurtured urdu verse and kept urdu language intact through his poetry.
The couplet in urdu goes like this.
Imaan mujhy roke hay tu keenchy han mujhy kufar
Kaaba mery peechy hy tu kaleesa mery agay
(Faith limits and whereas the idolatry lures me
Kaaba is behind me and the church stands ahead)
The literal backdrop of this couplet is merely the enforced conversions during British rule in india where modern philosophy evolving new trends of life conflicting the predisposed ideas.
Yet, To me this meaningful and voluminous vereses with an extended metaphor encompass the essence of life. Its ups and downs. Its struggles. The meaning. The totality of definition. Everything.
The worldly obligations, moral and social limitations as defined by the society have an exhausting affect on human mind. They chain human heart and thus cage it forever.
But what allures the heart, is all the forbidden things. That bring pains and suffering.
Here the analogy of Frosts ‘ stopping by woods’ is thus far the most suited one.
The woods are lovely dark and deep
But i have promises to keep.
Again, the worldly obligation the consciousness, the knowledge of being right and wrong, keeps human heart from being fully content.
Thus, to achieve happiness and satisfaction, which human heart is always seeking, it is requisite to really believe what Darwin says. Being adaptable to change. To our surroundings. To survive.
To thrive with the thorns of life. Not to eradicate them. Because thats not what we born for.
There are days, when we feel completely hopeless. Depression dwells deeper. Because all of us, want life to be perfect. Free of distractions. Chaos. Like a straight one lane road without any speed breakers. Because our limited and conservative imagination fails to comprehend the rule on which the universe works. Balance. The cyclic nature. It aint a one sided road. It cant be. Its a balance between two extremes. Two opposites that do not at all negate each other but complement.
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