Jul 01 2008
As quirky as it is…
I rather appear unadorned, than having to put up with such a twist. Wrong. I rather hedge my bets, than having to mull over the unthinkable. Na’ah… It has been the law across the world that everything happens for a reason (or reasons). Everything has at least a single explanation behind its incidence. Or, if not reason, we might want to call it hikmah, or in a lower account it could be called excuse.
I am in Brunsfield now because I chose to (and fought for it). I am a QS now because I decided to stay to be in the line of which I had chosen during studies (instead of painting my @$$ off my passion for arts and designs). I am still single because I hated it when getting married seemed to be merely compelling than what it was supposed to convey to me. I am purchasing that car because I am deeply in love with the colour. I was bleeding on the face because I couldn’t stand it and squeezed those nasty breakouts. These happened because I chose them to (of course with the God’s will) (and for the reasons I still have no idea of too, but that’s not the point).
Eh, he bled on the face too? But out of the slaps and the bashes he got from his impertinent behaviour, huh? Now that is coincidence. We never have planned to bleed on the face ‘together’ (you know what I mean). May be I was fated to have pinched the zits so that I wouldn’t have to bear the thumping sensation on my face and that was how it had worked for me. May be him too, met his very own fate just so he learned and became a better person in whatever respect. Well the two reasons make it no coincidence anymore, do they? We bled for some reasons. No coincidence.
Then we shared our experiences on the ‘blood losses on the face’ and we didn’t know what to think about it anymore. Ehm, I bled, you bled, how timely, perhaps we are meant to be together… sold short, eh. Ha ha… talking unplanned unintended non-premeditated incidence, I sometimes question the soundness of that law too.
Is there any yardstick when to call it what? As in you call it coincidence when you just want to take it lightly and think nothing more of it (because you are doing just okay with it anyway). And it is called luck when it turns out better than you thought. It could also be opportunity when the occurrence leads to another prospect. A miracle when you are left astonished with nothing but amazement and bewilderment.
A mistake when you believe that you should have done something else and that you’ve failed yourself. An accident is the off-putting side of luck. Being star-crossed is just another version of the disappointment. Or you name it fate when you have tried every measure of abstinence but it still happened the way you didn’t want it to (or may be the way you did expect it to be, too) (only that you believed nothing could be done about it but to let it be).
Let’s keep off the concern of how God wants things to happen in the first place (because He has the utmost power unto us His creatures, He’d say kuun fa yakuun, yet He calls us to strive instead of giving up over anything). Hmm…so, not doing any reasoning and taking things as mere coincidence equals giving up now, huh? Well, we all should get clued-up by now, shouldn’t we?
Ultimately, it makes sense that things happen for so many reasons. But it is of the things around us that we have had no single idea or expectation about which impinge on our thoughts and ourselves (or the things which should have at the very least triggered for us Muslims to strive instead of going plateau and numb). It could appear motivating or degrading or in between. Right. So what do we do about it? About what’s happening and what’s coming…
Think. Decide how you want it to be. Believe it to happen. Pray for it. Accept. Be grateful. I mean, be grateful regardless the upshot. So flounder no more. Because the most thrilling part, sooner or later, is to own up to the quirks…!
I.A.A.
