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The Paradox of Life




             Life  often  unfolds  as  a  curious  paradox,     That little spark may not chase away the
             moments  of  despair  quietly  coexisting          shadows,  but  it  reminds  us  that  light
             with  sparks  of  joy,  much  like  darkness       exists. That reminder is HOPE.
             lingering  beside  a  flickering  flame.  It
             teaches  us  that  sorrow  and  happiness          Perhaps  the  truest  lesson  is  that  life  is
             are    not   sequential     chapters     but       not  about  escaping  the  shadows,  but
             overlapping verses in the same story.              about  learning  to  let  the  shadows  and
             There are times when silence sits heavily          light   dance      together.     Happiness
             within  us,  yet  the  sound  of  laughter         becomes  profound  when  we  have
             echoes  nearby.  Pain  may  clutch  one            known  sorrow,  and  sorrow  becomes
             corner  of  our  existence,  while  hope           bearable  when  we  believe  in  the
             peeks     gently    from    another.    This       possibility of joy.
             coexistence  is  not  a  contradiction;  it  is
             the very design of life. To recognize that                                       Jankee Gupta
             every hardship carries within it the seed                                                TO(A)
             of  resilience,  and  every  joy  carries  a
             whisper of fragility, is to truly understand                         ग़ज़ल
             the human experience.
                                                                                   ं

                                                                    े
             Life is never a straight path of clarity. It is    अहल नज़र क  दूरब  आख  म आ गया
                                                                 े

             filled  with  the  dust  of  uncertainty,  the     मरा कलाम जब क  रसाल  (Manual) म आ गया
             pull  of  desires,  and  the  weight  of            जस  दन स तम  मल हो यही लगता ह मझ े
                                                                         े
                                                                           ु
                                                                                 े
                                                                                                ु
                                                                                              ै
             responsibilities.  Yet,  even  amid  this          गलज़ार आरज़ मरे हाथ  म आ गया
                                                                             े
                                                                           ू
                                                                 ु

             muddle,  the  human  spirit  continues  to
             seek  beauty  -  a  glimpse  of  light  in  the    उसको  मल  ज़मान क  असाईश (Facilities) तमाम
                                                                               े

                                                                       ं

                                                                               े
             most  ordinary  of  places.  That  pursuit         सारे जहा का गम मरे कास  (Kind of destiny) म आ गया
             itself is what makes us alive.
                                                                             े
                                                                                    े
                                                                शादी रचाई उसन जो घर क दबाव म

                                                                          ं
                                                                 फर म भी गाव छोड़ क शहर  म आ गया
                                                                     ै
                                                                                 े
             What  often  sustains  us  is  not  the
             absence  of  pain  but  the  presence  of          उस महजब  क  नज़रे करम क  नवा जश
                                                                                े

                                                                                     ं
             balance.  To  sit  with  grief  without  losing    स दय  का रतजगा मरी आख  म आ गया
             sight  of  joy,  to  embrace  solitude  while
                                                                                        ू
                                                                                              े
             knowing  love  exists  somewhere  near.            जब तक था  ज़ दा चार  तरफ धम थी मरी

                                                                 क  क  तरह  फर म  कताब  म आ गया

                                                                     े
             This  is  the  wisdom  life  offers.  It  is  in
             acknowledging both sides, the ache and             ग ी नशीन लोग  न ऐसा बना था जाल
                                                                                     ु
                                                                               े
             the comfort, that we find harmony.                 स ाद (Hunter) ही  बछ हुए जाल  म आ गया

                                                                 ै
                                                                                    े
             We often think of darkness as something
                                                                                          ं
                                                                                     े
                                                                                      ै
             to  run  away  from.  But  even  in  the            दल का करार  छन गया बच नया बढ़

                                                                              ै

             thickest  night,  there’s  always  a  small        ‘रफ ’ म जब भी ग़र क  बात  म आ गया
             lamp glowing somewhere.                                                           मोहम्मद रफ  खान
                                                                                              प्र श ु अ धकारी (प र.)
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