Somewhere on earth is a door reserved for each soul ... And one day each of us will walk through that door never to return to this life again ... Where that door is and when we will walk through it are unknowns that we must live with ... Upon death, suddenly all of this, this whole world and all of its charms and occupations will become as if it were all a dream ...
1 comment:
How true brother :)
Alas, O ignorant one
On the day of death
this will be proved
A dream was what we saw
What we heard, a tale
- From the Urdu Diwan
of Khwaja Mir Dard
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