Dwelled thou in a city where sky was as pure as crystals of underwater, clouds were shaped as if painted artistic sketches, mountains like enormous white palaces, forests the same as Heaven’s and sun shone just like her charming eye. Where lived thou was filled with people along with thee who lived upon drinking, eating, sleeping and passion; nothing mattered except a pleasant life beyond sympathy. Finally, came the day for thou to abandon his lovely city for he was bored of a linear life without any obstacle to deal with.
Came thou to see various villages to far away lands where nobody dared to go. Dawn to dusk, the conquest of thy life was what thou really sought eagerly for apprehending the real wisdom. In spite of villages being full of wisest individuals, nobody couldn’t suggest him what to do and where to seek what he really desired for not being wise enough but what they knew was nothing except preference of a linear life without any obstacle or pain. Finally, A beggar with a dusty face full of beard and mustache in a worn torn cloth who couldn’t counted to be wise enough cause he was judged by what he wore, not by what he knew recommended him to see the three brothers of “T”.
The first brother of “T” was a great philosopher who passed his life reading books and meditating in high mountains conceiving ways of life. The second brother of “T” was a sheik with vast amount of religious knowledge who contemplated Prophet’s way. The last of “T” brothers was a drunkard, drinking and dancing all the day who sung a song similar to this one:
Knowledge is pain
Tavern is chain
Drink as you can
The way others can’t
The more you know
You won’t be Dow
The less you know
Surpass the yow
Arrived thou finally to the 3rd “T” brother for consultancy. Saw him while he was utterly drunk with the best of Amontillado. However thou was a bit vacillated, thou made up thy mind to give it a try. Consulted thee to be happy and obliviate learning the wisdom of life for awareness shall bring pain. Until thou didn’t know about anything, thou shall be happy and live a happy life without pain of awareness. The 3rd brother of “T” suggested thee to not think of anything but life cause this life is only a minute which will vanish soon and end up.
Stunned and astonished, thou pondered deeply about what he said and came to the 2nd brother of “T”. The sheik consulted thee to cease being like a vagrant and live the life in worship. For him life was only a matter of exam of God and nothing more. Thou ought to be careful of thy life and not to do anything prohibited. The 2nd brother of “T” saw the substantial world the same as a test which each action will be counted; humans are going to rewarded of punished by their earnest God who counts each action with seriousness. For him God was a creature who stands still, waiting and counting for humans to be judged and punished.
Still wondering what to do, thou decided to give try for the 1st brother of “T” as well. Thou found the 1st brother of “T” meditating and contemplating about life in a flat rock over the mountains. The 1st brother of “T” suggested thee to wait for while for thy response and join him in meditation. It was nearly sunset, smelled the nature, stared the sundown, heard the voices of eagles crying for hunting. Night was approaching; eventually, time came for thou to ask what he came for. The 1st “T” brother said that he know what he comes for and told him that stop searching the wisdom outside; instead, seek it inside yourself. Thou ought to begin thy trip internally to perceive the real knowledge of understanding. To the 1st brother of “T” life was beyond an exam or a place of jollification. For him, life was about understanding God through the elements of nature. God exists in everything and any beauty of nature is reflecting God. We are not able to comprehend it because we are in it, just like a fish who lives in water and doesn’t know about water; to a fish, water is the same as an atmosphere which we live in.
Basam Murtaza Tahoor
7:59 29th Jan, 2019
Author: Basam Murtaza Tahoor
Basam Murtaza Tahoor is an English Writer. He has written many short stories, articles, and poems.
