യുവത്വത്തിന്‍റെ പോരാട്ടം; പുതിയ മാധ്യമങ്ങളുടേതും

Is it really life or is it all a trance….???

-Safwan Mohamed Erooth-

It’s all over now, I have completed my studies in engineering and I have been chosen for a job abroad in Switzerland as a computer engineer and I will have to join there in less than a week…but before that I have to go home. I have not let those at home know this news… they will be very pleased to know but I’ll tell them after I reach home from the university…let it be a surprise, it have been a long time after I have seen them and now I’m going to see them and this time with a good news that ‘I have been selected…’.I reached home after 7 hours of exhausting ride… there I saw all waiting impatiently for me, I kissed mothers forehead and gave dad a warm hug… I could see all my close friends and loved once there…my eyes overflowed with tears and I could feel it running down through my cheek, I quickly swept my face so that no one sees…and now! I thought, it was the time to let them all know the good news, the news that I have been selected…but suddenly a voice startled me “Hello, wake up man! You will be late for your exam”

I thought what nonsense I was hearing, for a while I couldn’t grasp a thing … there seemed a incomprehensive variance between what I saw and heard…suddenly I opened my eyes and found myself in my room at the hostel, the fact that it was all a dream dazed me greatly…I couldn’t keep myself from expressing the astonishment to my friend who woke me up from the dream “I was with my mother and dad…to get there I rode more than 7 hours…I really felt the warmth of my mothers body… see my eyes it’s still wet with tears…I saw all my old friends there…I even had a yummy supper with them, they all were very happy seeing me home after a long period…”

The hug which I gave my dad and the kiss I gave my mother and the seven hours of exhausting journey all were actually mere dream of a few second or minutes. Though in dream what I experienced was not anything different from my valid life.

This made me revise my views on this world…because it took some one to wake me to understand that all I saw and experienced were nothing but plain dream… it was only after my friend woke me I could realize that the supper I had with my father and the kiss I gave my mother were all delusion…so how could I be so sure that I’m living, why couldn’t it be a dream that I’m in…how could I be so sure that I wont be awoken from this what we call life.

Moreover I found a verse in the Holy Qur’an, a verse which meant something similar to this

“He will say:” What number of years did you stay on earth?” They will say: “We stayed

a day or apart of a day: but ask those who keep account.” He will say: “You stayed not

But a little, if you had only known!” ”

(Surah-al-Mu’minun: 112-114)

“Thought” and “comprehension” are unique traits of man; without this man lacks his most distinctive quality. If this lacks it could makes him lower than beasts. So those who have not lost these qualities are likely to think over this vital subject and no doubt it will help you a lot and bring you to a legitimacy that will rescue you from all the material and eternal evil. The question that still remains unanswered is; whether we are living or are we just dreaming..???