Friday, September 11, 2015

Veil




It was an afternoon of a spring. I was enjoying the TV programs. My grand daughter Soily was seated by me. She was a student of class seven. Her mother that's my daughter-in-law was busy with her house hold works. My only son didn't return home. Meanwhile the calling bell rang. Soily ran fast to open the door. My younger daughter came with her son Rahat. My grand son addressed me, “Grand father, assalamu alikum. How are you?” I replied, “Oalycum Assalam. I’m fine.” My daughter embraced me and asked, “Dad, how are you?” I replied, "I'm fine by the grace of Almighty. Where is my son-in-law?" She replied, "He is busy now, that’s why he cuoldn't come with us. He'll come later and pickup us at night." I called my daughter-in-law and said to her, “My daughter, my son-in-law will come at night. Prepare rich food for him.” I called my grand son and said to him, “Yes brother, tell me your news." We engazed ourselves in a conversation.




Rahat was a student of class eight. He said to me. "Grand Father, have you seen the movie "The Shipof Angelica" today in TV?" I replied, "Yes I have seen. It is really a very good movie." My grand daughter Soily said to me, "Grand Father, I've failed to see the movie, because my teacher came at that time. Please tell me the story of the movie." I said, "Let's, listen to me."




Veil
Veil
Many days ago a ship was built named "Ship of Angelica" Though it was a ship of mechanical era yet it had no suficient mechanical devices. It was become illfated like Titanic. Titanic sank in North Atlantic Ocean due to a collision with ice-berg but it sank in the Persian Bay being victimized in a hurricane. That ship was loaded with ten boxes of gold coins secretly for an unknown destination when it started its voyage from Bosra. Man proposes but God disposes. Prior to leave the bay the ship became victimized by a strong hurricane. The ship sank and became untraced. None would say the where about of that missing ship. An old sailor came to know about the missing ship. He also gatherd the information about the gold coins. An addiction clasped him to resque the lost gold coins. He thought that the resque work had to be done by the divers who lived in the coastal belt of the bay.

The valuable persian pearls and corals were famous all through out the world. Those jewels were formed in the mouth of the rivers Tigris and Ufratis. How diversity of the creation! A caste of divers was developed along the coastal region. To collect pearls and corals was their profession. Astonishing breathing ranges were found among them. Most of them could stay hours togather under water. In those days there was no wide use of oxigen cylinders. There were many merchants in Persia who used to sail their wooden ships and hired expert divers for the collection of pearls and corals and they earned a lot by selling those to abroad.



Yes, that sailor whom I was telling about engazed himself in finding the missing ship "the Angelica" He contracted a pearl merchant for the work. He had a marine map. By the help of that map and the expert divers one day he really could discover the missing ship. He could also resque the boxes full of gold coins. After that a quarrel had been started to capture the coins. It was a long tale. Circumstances had been turned into a dangerous war. Many men died and the wooden ship was turned into pieces by the cannon shells. The boxes of gold coins sank to the bottom again. Newly married young owner of the ship lost his life. His unfortunate wife become a widow. Many events were occured in this old earth like that. Who’ll count those events? Do you understand? My grand daughter became charmed and thanked me. My grand son and grand daughter inclined themselves in an amusing conversation but I inclined myself in an another world of thinking.


Pictures of the persian divers became illuminated in my inner eyes. One kind of oysters propagates in the Persian Bay in which the valuable pearls grow. Here oysters act as natural veil. Like pearls corals also grow in the body of some marine creatures which are plants like to look at. So corals are also found in natural veils. None can say when and where from a diver'll collect those jewels from the natural viels of the bottom of the sea. The movie "Ship of Angelica" had empressed me so deeply that I saw in my eyes of imagination that I was cleaning the natural veils of the Persion Bay to find out those jewels.



Indeed all jewels of the world are reserved in natural veils by the will of the Almighty. Diamonds are found in the black veil of coal. Burmese ruby, garnets of Srilanka, Emerald of Russia all are also found in veils of the nature. We are to depute much diligence to colleet those jewels. As the nature hides the jewels they are estimated so much valuable. Like these jewels there are many messages of the Almighty which are also hidden. We have to dedicate our perseverance to find the mysteries of those messages like jewels. I've heard a very few snakes have jewels in their heads. I don't know wheather it's correct or not but if so then they'll be also rare valuable things. Who'll say which one will be a musk-deer among the thousands of mountain deer? Like these among the mankind there're also a very few men who are just like touch-stones that's the perfect men. They’re also hidden in the nature. If anybody may come to know their actual identities he'll get the real touch stones. They are the men by whose acompany a common man'll be turned into a man of perfect. But generally they are hidden in veils. Indeed veils are the beauties of all jewels.

Cycle


It was an afternoon of an autumn. My mind became melancholy. I went out from my house. I thought that if I could make myself merged and inseparable with the nature! I started walking. I didn't even notice when I came near the river side unknowingly. The time was dusk. The west sky was still then shining rosily. I understood that the sun had sunk a little before for its rest after its whole-day performance. It radiated golden rays all throughout the day uninterruptedly. Photosynthesis was in action in the plants. Disciplined life-cycles of the organic diversity of the nature were active. Pushing apart the intensified light the sun gave a polite, beautiful and charming induction to the prior of its departure. It gave an enjoyable rosy dusk. As it were its valedictory smile.



Cycle
The rosy colour of the sky turned the river water rosy and created a heavenly scenery. Enjoying the scenery I became quite absorbed. Gradually the rosy colour became faded. Dark was overwhelming the breast of the nature. Everything became tired and pale. The leaves of the plant "Gul Mohar" paired the sleeping bonds. As it were the nature was arranging its evening ceremony. The distant birds were returning to their nests. I remembered the lyrics of my own song.








Evening overwhelmed
The birds returned
But you didn't come
I alone
Counting the time
In my poor dark home
I was standing on the bank of the river. The engine sound of a distant going launch was entering into my ears as a peculiar melody. I never enjoyed such an emotion. Dark overwhelmed the locality. The river banks became inconspicuous. The light of the opposite bank began to twinkle. The reflections of the light in the river water were looked like the night dance of golden threads. Suddenly I got back my sense. So long I was absorbed in a charming dusk ceremony.
I turned back to return home. My vision was fixed in the east-sky. The moon of eleventh day of lunar fortnight began to smile. I didn't notice when it was became illuminated behind me. As it were it was talking silently with me, “What has been happened with the departure of the sun? I have appeared to reflect the light of the sun among you. One’s disappearance leads the arrival of other’s. It is the rule of the nature. The nature can not be stopped. So there's always a game of hide and seek in the nature. Have you ever realised the matter?”



I understood- at the end of a dark night the golden dawn comes; a son becomes the owner of the house after his father, a widow gets shelter by her offspring at last; the departure of the old leads the arrival of the young; a religious guide selects his representative before his decease; one’s starting begins with the end of other’s. For that reason the poet Tagore has sung "your starting has begun but my completion has ended.'' It is an infinite, eternal and ever existing cycle which runs forever.