Wednesday 30 September 2015

A Moving Train



 
Life can be compared to a moving train. No one knows the actual time or day it first sets off except the one moving it. We humans do not know the actual time of the day our lives first began except our creator. As the train moves, none of the passengers know when it will stop moving, so is life. Once born, we have no idea when our lives will come to end. All that the passengers know for sure is that they will get off the moving train at a point in time or see others do. Neither when nor how, we know for sure that we will die or see others die. As some die, others get born. Passengers get off the moving train as newer ones get on board. As the train keeps moving, a lot of things set in. The train runs out of diesel, accidents occur, people are able to reach their destinations on time, and others aren’t. Some lose hope, others keep hoping. Some are skeptical from the very beginning on the train, others too confident. During the accidents, some lose their loved ones, others lose their “hard-worked for” treasures. Some people die, others are just lucky to survive. Some get permanently hurt, others wish they did than to die. Some get disabled, others fit as never before. Life is full of regrets, misery, and pain. There are times when we lack, times when we lose hope, times when we lose our loved ones and our most treasured. Times when everything seems wrong, times when everything turn against us. Times when we see nobody around but we and our struggles. We face regrets, heartbreaks, disappointments, surprises. Wonderful things happen in the train nevertheless. The music from a passenger’s player that calms the moment. It soothes minds, souls and spirits. With the music, the passengers find themselves in a new place where nothing as suffering exists. Times in the train when a teenager gets off his seat for a weak granny. A time when smiles spread on faces at a passenger’s joke. So is life. The times of joy, love, peace, liberty, and laughter. In the moving train are mean and heartless people. But a day is saved at the company of the loving. We meet the selfless and wicked in real life too. People who are too busy to listen, too proud to humble, too bossy to surrender, too mean to give. In contrast are the martyrs, the patriots, the servants, the benefactors and the angels. After the accident, some passengers cannot even spend a second without blaming the driver for the loss. They aren’t glad to be saved. Their anger gets to the max that they force to get off the train even when it could not stop. They end up dead, right on the ground, hopeless! Some passengers who survived are only grateful they did. In their minds, they know they are in no way better than those dead. They’re just grateful. They are able to reach their destinations. So is life. Some of us blame our creator for our every hard time, most of which are out of our own free will to act. Whenever we use our own direction because we think He after all doesn’t care, we lose track our lifetime purpose. Life is moving….Enjoy the journey.

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