World

World

There was a village named Subarnapur situated at a distance of twelve miles from the town Narail in spiritual world. It was a beautiful and quiet village with tree shades and bird's chattering. There was a big lake in the village called Rani Dighi The land lord of Narail dug that lake. The name of the lake was fixed in the name of queen mother Rani Rajlaksmi. The lake was very deep. The water of the lake was blackish and clear. There were many fishes in the lake.

Mr. Jagat lived in that village. He was the headmaster of primary school of that village. He was fond of angling. He used to take all opportunities in that regard. In one holyday he took a seat to catch fish by hook from that lake with the permission of village chairman. There was a fig-tree on the bank of the lake. Mr. Jagat stretched a mat on the base of the fig-tree. He sat on the mat inclining his body to the fig-tree. He fixed the hook with a stick on the edge of the lake. A gentle wind was blowing. He felt much comfort. Ripe figs were droping from the tree to the lake-water and making sweet musical sounds. In that comfortable environment he easily fell into a deep sleep.

Mr. Jagat was dreaming. He saw in his dream various kinds of fishes were wandering in the lake. There was a big sheat-fish who was leader of all fishes in the lake. The rest fishes used to obey its leadership and inform all prolems and news of the lake to it. The leader fish used to play the role of an arbitrator. One day a small fish named puti asked the leader fish, "Leader, I've a friend who've told me that we live in water. Is it correct?"

Leader-fish: I've also heard the matter.

Puti-fish: If we live in water then what is and where is that water?

Leader-fish: I can't say anything.

In the meantime another small puti-fish came and said, " All of you can't feel what the water is because we used to live in water from our birth. We don't know the difference between water and other things. For that reason we've no feel of water. But incidentally I got the opportunity to feel the water. Everyone resounded coincidentally "How did you feel  the water?"

Puti-fish: One day I commited a mistake to take food from a hook and I was caught. The angler rised me from the water and put me into his pot but I jumped and I could back to the water. He couldn't catch me again. So long I remained over water I could feel the difference between water and land. Anyone of you didn't go out of water. So you've no feel regarding the difference between water and land. None can feel water remaining inside it. To feel water we've to go out of it.

World

When Mr. Jagat was sleeping with snore and wandering in the dreamland his son Sajal came and guessed that a fish had been caught in the hook. As the angle was fastened with a stick the fish couldn't escape. Sajal said to his father, "Dad, are you sleeping? A fish has been caught." With the call of the son Mr. Jagat suddenly awoke. He asked, "What, has a fish been caught?" Mr. Jagat began to role up the the thread of the angle. He guessed that the fish would be a big one. He suddenly pulled the angle. A big fish was thrown to the edge of the lake. As soon as Mr. Jagat tried to catch the fish by hand the fish jumped back to the lake-water tearing the thread. Mr. Jagat became hopeless. He stoped angling in that day.

Mr. Jagat was thinking lonely in his house. The scenes of the dream what he saw at the time of angling were coming one after another in the screen of his mind. An invisible one told him silently, "Though fishes live in water yet they can't feel water.The difference between water and land is not clear to them. Similarly everyman has two worlds. One is material and other is spiritual. Before death we live in earthly lives and after death our souls live in spiritual world. Those we're in earthly lives we can't feel the spiritual world. On the other hand after our death not all the souls can feel the difference between the two BEHIND YOUR VISION worlds. In the case of ill developed souls they can't feel the difference between two worlds even after death. Only spiritually developed soul can feel the difference between the two worlds correctly. So usually it remains mysterous for one to feel the world in what he doesn't live.

Lighted man

I had a friend named Anowar. He was slightly elder than me. For that reason I used to submit due respect to him. Though I was younger than he yet he also expressed due respect to me in return. Still existing age difference there was a cordial friendship between us. Both of we used to tell our life-secrets to one another. So a real friendly relationship was developed between us, day by day.

Lighted man

One day when I was seated in my optical shop suddenly I remembered Mr. Anowar. Near about a month was passed I had no meet with him. He went for a tour to his homeland West-Begal. Of course he informaed me before his tour. There is a saying - "out of sight out of mind" & "BEHIND YOUR VISION"That was reflected on me. I thought that- he had gone to his homeland after a consi derable period so he had no feel to return early. But why in that time I rembered him suddenly after a month? Thinking so when I threw my vision infront of my shop I saw Mr. Anowar was standing. I became astonished and said to him, "I'm remembering you just now and you've really come in the meantime. It's very intersting’’ He replied, "I'm coming today to your shop, this information has been received in your heart by an unknown spiritual telepathy and that's why you're remembering so" I replied "Exactly so. Really there is a spiritual net work and response between our hearts and by that response we can receive the information of any incident which is going to be materialized in future. Of course if heart is not much transparent then the spiritual impulse can't be received."

I made un arrangement of tea-refreshment on the arrival of Mr. Anowar. I asked him, "How did you spend the time so long?" He replied, "Iwas very fine by the grace of the Almighty. The cause of my late was- I had an extra tour programme to visit the "Ajmir shareef" the holy shrine of the great saint HazratKhowaja Moinuddin Chisty (Rh)’’. I further asked him. "Why did you decide to visit to 'Ajmir Sharif' so suddenly?" He replied "I've two daughters but no son. To get a son I went there and submitted my prayer. I hope that by the advocay of that great saint the Almighty'll give me a son" I said to him, "You've done a very good deed. I also hope that you'll get a son offspring.”

Lighted man

A young Lighted man was seated in the shop. His appearance was expressing that he was a gentle and educated Lighted man. He came to purchase a pair of spectaeles. He was listening our conversations silently. He ultimately asked me, "Uncle, may I ask a question to you?” “I replied” Yes, why not, if necessary you may ask several questions.” He said, "The Almighty is our creator. He reserves all powers. Nothing can be occured without his wish. He gives us every thing. So we should have to submit our prayers only to him. He can grant our prayers. But why we go to the graves of deceased persons to submit our prayers. Is there any significance to do that?" I replied, "My dear, your questions is obviously an elementary one. There is answer also. Undoubtedly the Allmighty reserves all powers. If he wants he can express his message from the sky with a loud voice but he doesn't do so. He used to send his message for the mankind through his selected person. It is his rule that without medium his messages couldn’t come directly. Then how can you expect that your words and prayers will reach to the Almighty without medium. For that reason the Almighty has expressed in his sacred book the importance of taking the guidance of medium. His selected persons are the proper media. In the age of prophets they were the media. They used to advocate to the Almighty for the salvation of mankind. The Almighty also used to accept their advocacy. The present age is the age of prophet's representatives. They are also the selected persons of the Almighty. Now they’re the media through which common people can communicate with the Almighty. They advocate to the Almighty for the salvation of mankind and also for the grant of their prayers. They guide us to run in right path. Though they die yet their souls remain active. So we can easily submit our prayers to the Almighty through them. Though the Almighty knows and can hear everything yet it is his rule that he hears, considers and grants the prayers of common people through the arbitration of his selected persons. There is a materialistic example. In the court of justice none can submit directly his plaint to the judge without pleader. So for the grant of our prayer to the Almighty we've also to take proper media that's the selected and lighted persons of the Almighty. Do you understand my point? The young BEHIND YOUR VISION Lighted man replied "Yes, now it is clear to me ."

After a year I was in my shop as usually. Mr. Anower came and gave a good news that his wife had borne a son baby. I congratulated him remembering the advocacy of the great saint Hazrat Khawaja Moinuddin Chisty (RH) of Ajmir.

Eternal Cup-bearer

As everyday performance Mr. Hasan went out for a morning walk in that day also. It was the time of dawn. He was walking inattentively. Even he didn't trace when he came near the river side. The river Vairab was streaming with murmuring sounds. The boats and launchs started their journies with passengers. Crossing over the river was started in the ferry. Black smokes began to emit from the chimnies of the brick-fields. Leaving apert the inertness and silence of the night the locality was gradually becoming busy.

Mr. Hasan sat on the roots of a banyan tree on the bank of the river. The roots were exposed due to water erosion. The time was in hightide. The tidal water was tumbling on the roots. Mr. Hasan’s vision was caught in the east-sky. He saw the scarlet morning sun was expressing ownself gradually. How beautiful the appearance was! Mr. Hansan became charmed. He thought that the sun was radiating golden rays on the earth unmiserly. It has no partiality. It used to radiate its rays evenly to all. It doesn't classify anything. If we become deprived of its light then it must be due to our faults. It's equal for all. Its rays’re just like nectar which revive everything of the earth. In the bar the cup-bearer’s cup ultimately becomes empty but the sun is such a eternal cup-bearer whose cup of nectar-rays never becomes empty. Just like the sun the Almighty is also may be considered allegorically as a holy, supreme and eternal cup-bearer whose cup of mercy remains everful and is continuously dispersing everywhere in the unvierse and never becomes empty.

Mr. Hasan's vision was reflected on the river water. The river-water was streaming uninterruptedly. The red fruits of the banyan tree which were droping off making sweet musical notes and creating innumerable bubbles which were floating for sometimes and marging back to the river water shortly after. They were again marging there where from their momentary existences were creating.The contemplative mind of Mr. Hasan was absorbed in an induction of incomprehensible thinking world. An unknown one said into his inner ears spiritually "Our lives are also just like those bubbles. We used to remain alive with our identites within the infinite existence of the Almighty for sometime and we again become merged into that infinite existence through our deaths. Mr. Hasan remembered well known quatrains of the famous persian poet Omar Khaium.

Oh, my Eternal Cup-bearer,

The nectar what you're pouring on the earth

Is blooming innumerable bubbles

In the eternal stream.

Millions of lives like thy and me

Are floating on that stream.

Someone comes and someone goes

But your cup remains ever full.

Mr. Hasan stood up to return home. He was walking in the street with a thoughtful mind. The sun rose up considerably in the meantime. Its tempered golden rays were dispersing light to the whole earth.

Body Kingdom

Mr. Debdut is a government employee. Recently he has been transferred from Rajshahi to Rangamati. He is in a service in Education Department. He is the chief of his new office. He is now on the way of understanding the present situation of his new office. Near about a month has been passed. One day his wife Mrs. Radha asked him, "What's the present condition of your new office. Recently it seems  you're some how  anxious. Is there any problem in your office?"

Mr. Debdut: I'm observing an interesting matter in my office.

Mrs. Radha: What's that matter?

Mr Debdut: Maximum employees of our office are local men. To understand them keenly I've taken individual interview. I've found there're two groups in our office of which one is rival to other. In one group there is a member named Mr. Conscience. He always gives me good advices . In this group there're another five members, who're Mr. Brain, Mr. Eye, Mr. Nose, Mr. Mouth and Mr. ear. Mr. Brain keeps all informations in his computer. He is more or less impartial because both the groups take help from him at the  time of their needs. Mr. Eye always observes the over all situation of the office and its surroundings and informs all things to the office chief. Mr. Nose informs the objectives of the incoming letters to the office-chief. Mr. Mouth acts as a receptionist and Mr. Ear maintains the transfer file. On the other hand the another group which is led by a woman named Mrs. Lust. She is always busy to derail me. She   gives me bad advices so that I'd grab Govt. money and I'd do other unfairmeans. Her vision is also very bad. She tries to capture me by her youth and beauty. There are also five members in her group. They are Mr. Anger, Mr. Greed, Mr. infatuation, Mr. Vanity and Mr. Envy. They are the fans of Mrs. Lust and work under her directions. Do you understand the situation of my office?

Mrs. Radha: Yes, transfer that woman to any other place.

Mr Debdut: They're centrally appointed employees and can't be transfered. In this situation I've to be so alert that Mrs. Lust's group couldn't capture me. I'm trying to control them.

After the conversation Mr. Debdut was thinking deeply. His Mrs. asked him, "Hi, what're you thinking so deeply" Mr. Debdut: The mystery of human body kingdom is just like our office.

Mrs. Radha: What's that?

Mr. Debdut: Our inner identities are our souls. Our souls are the parts of the Almighty. The Almighty has sent our souls to our bodies for the spiritual rectification and salvation by directing the bodies in correct paths and  by doing good deeds. There're also two groups in our bodies just like our office. One is the group of conscience and other is the group of passion. The conscience group always gives good advices to the soul but the passion-group always gives evil advices and tries to derail the soul. Soul is the king of the body kingdom. He has freedom what he'll do. So he may agree with any of the two groups. If the soul follows the instruction of conscience the result will be good and he will get heaven. On the contrary if the soul follows the evil suggestions of passions the result will be very bad and he will be punished under hell.

Mrs Radha: You've nicely explained the mystery of body kingdom with the example of your office.

Mr. Debdut: Human body kingdom is a complex field of mystery.

Lamp Insect

In the season cycle the late autumn was about to disappeared. Preparation of enforcing winter in the nature was started. A middle-aged man Mr. Ashique was coming back to his house after evening. He was advancing rapidly. Post lights’re passing one after another. He traced many lamp insects’re moving round the lights. A few of them were falling on his body also.

When Mr. Ashique entered into his house all of his children began to shout. They uttered jointly, “Dad, see, our rooms have become full of lamp insects. They’re falling on our bodies. How can we continue our study?” Mr. Ashique said to them, “In this condition you should have to hang a branch of tree or a cloth under the light. The insects’d sit on it and wouldn’t fall on your bodies.” Mr. Ashique stretched a white cloth under the light. The insects began to sit on it and stoped falling. The children became quiet and began to read their lessons. Mr. Ashique then sat on the sofa for rest.

Mr. Ashique was observing the activities of the lamp- insects. The insects’re moving round the light uninterruptedly. Moving round the light they’re ultimately becoming inert and were falling. So far their energy permitted they’re moving round the light. As it were they love the light very much and are sacrificing their lives for sac of that love. Seeing the scene Mr. Ashique became induced. He thought that if a man used to make himself induced in the love of the Almighty like those insects, the man would become spiritually salvated. He felt that the insects’re calling him to be induced like them. As it were they’re telling him, “Let us be a real lover of the Almighty. Burn yourself in the fire of love. Eliminate all passions. Be pure and perfect. Try to unite and be absorbed with the Almighty. Then you’ll get the taste of the spiritual union with the Almighty. Time is still waiting for you. Try to be a real spiritual lamp-insect.”