Death

[xPreetx]

Once a man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him. The man ran to a tree, climbed onto it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him.

The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch. One rat was black and the other one was white. The branch would fall on the ground very soon.

The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. Snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it. The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey falling from it.

The man wanted to taste one of the drops. So, he put his tongue out and tasted one of the fallen drops of honey. The honey was amazing in taste. So, he wanted to taste another drop. As he did, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey.

Meanwhile, he forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him. After a while, he woke up from his sleep.

To get the meaning behind this dream, the man went to a wise old man. The man then explained to him, “The lion you saw is your death. It always chases you and goes wherever you go.

The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and day. Black one is the night and the white one is the day. They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to death.

The big black snake with a dark mouth is your grave. It's there, just waiting for you to fall into it.

The honeycomb is this world and the sweet honey is the luxuries of this world. We like to taste a drop of the luxuries of this world but it's very sweet. Then we taste another drop and yet another.”

Meanwhile......We get lost into it and we forget about our time, our death and our grave......it takes us a long time to understand that life is too short....who knows whether we're going to be alive the next second let alone tomorrow......and yet even then, we compromise with the name of Waheguru for the luxuries of the world....saving Simran for later.

The truth is, everything we see around us is unstable. Don't fall into the trap of worldly pleasures. Attach yourself to the name of Waheguru. Forgive me if I'm misquoting Bhagat Kabir Ji's Doha: Kal Kare So Aaj Kar, Aaj Kare So Ab, Pal Me Pralay Hoyi Gayo, Bahuri Karega Kab?

Guru Ji says:

Aav Ghataay Nar Naa Boojhay Nitt Moosaa Laaj Tukaaye,

Man's life is diminishing, but he does not understand. Each day, the mouse of death is gnawing away at the rope of life.

[Matheen]

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