The Draught In Our Hearts

The Draught In Our Hearts

A severe draught prevails in my heart. Happiness seems to have forgotten the location of my heart when it is out on its daily tour. Its itinerary doesn’t seem to have my heart in it. This is the scene you are to find in my heart.

The first step you take into my life is to be observed with a big celebration. The event is anticipated and awaited by everyone I know. Everyone seems to be ready with gifts and presents to welcome you into my life. There are to be several surprises unpacked when we open these gifts. I’ve a good mind to preserve the wrappers as memoirs of those who were a part of our happiness.

Besides these gifts and presents, there shall be several doors leading to happiness you will open. Happiness seems to be trapped within the chambers of my heart.  You are the one who holds keys to some of the strongest locks clamped on the chambers of my heart by Time. The gates need to be opened for a sustainable flow of emotions through the chambers of the heart, for there to be happiness in my life.

These locks on the chambers of my heart are so strong and powerful that all my efforts to open them have been futile. I have even hurt myself in my attempts to uncork happiness. This has been like trying to open a bottle of Coke with one’s bare hands. A bottle-opener is required to uncork the horde of happiness packed in a bottle. I’m sure you know how to use a bottle-opener to the best of its worth. The locks shall ultimately be opened.

Time has all the keys to all the locks on the chambers of my heart, but it refuses to unlock any of the chambers before I reach a definite destination. I do wonder if you are the destination I am headed for. Will you step up to unlock the chambers of my heart with keys borrowed from Time? I find myself unable to provide any help in unlocking the gates to my heart because I’m unable to cover the path that leads to the locks.

My efforts to conquer the long and arduous track set out by Time have not been successful in any manner. I’m sure you can cover the distance with ease and elegance and you will surely help Time open up the locks on the chambers of my heart with the keys it has. There are layers of rust on these locks. They have been waiting for a long time to be opened.

I wonder why you refused to be a part of me at an earlier instance.  You were at several junctions at which the train of my life had stopped for a while, but you chose to board the train at the very last junction. The steam engine had almost run out of steam and coal by this time.

I don’t think I’m in a fit position to declare you a late comer because the junction at which you were to join me was fixed a long time before I was born. This has been a part of my destiny just as you have been chosen for me by destiny. I don’t think I hold any rights to question something done by Allah, but I  do wonder why destiny chose you to be a part of me. There must be something special about you. I wonder if there are any similarities between us.

I do wonder if you are also faced by a similar draught in your heart as I am. Is it like the one I find in my heart, or is it a bit different? There seems to be a famine in everyone’s heart. There is a universal draught of love in everyone’s heart all over the world; the biggest paradox is that love is found in everyone’s heart all over the world, and yet everyone seems to be dying to taste a few dregs of the potion of love.

The problem is that people fail to recognise the  presence  of love in their hearts. I’m sure you are going to help me identify the small bits and portions of love I fail to identify. Love is scattered all over my life but in small bits and pieces like the different pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. I only need to recognise the different and yet congruent pieces and organise them into a whole to form a complete picture, but I need your help in doing this. I can’t do it on my own.

 My entry into your life is also to be celebrated with equal vigour. I shall also fill in several voids in your life. I do wonder if the pits I would proceed to fill in your life with my love are deeper than the pits you propose to fill in my life with your presence. The love in these pits is bound to splash over when the wheels of an automobile run over them. This is to happen quite often, but this doesn’t mean the quantity of love is going to be reduced. The splashes  are going to make our lives all the more exciting and interesting.

The biggest excitement waiting for me seems to be at the mythical end of the rainbow. Zeenat is someone who stands at an end of the rainbow, a place no one has ever visited. She is like the pot of gold believed to be present at the terminating-point of every rainbow. Zeenat is going to bring brighter colours in my life than the seven colours of a rainbow.  The pot of gold at the end of every rainbow is certainly fictive, but for me, Zeenat is worth more than all the real pots of gold in the real world.

The path to the pot of gold is strewn with thorns and pebbles. Zeenat is going to be someone really difficult to find, I know, but your company is going to make a tough and difficult task relatively easy. Nothing in my life has been easy, but your company is going to change the equations, I’m sure. Zeenat has been a dream I’ve seen with my eyes closed; you are going to show me the dream with my eyes open.  I’m looking forward to welcoming Zeenat into my life with more zeal and enthusiasm than I look forward to welcome you into my life.

Zeenat has dominated my heart and my being for such a long time that she already seems to be a part of the life you propose to enter in a few days. I love Zeenat more than anyone else in the world. I wonder if I can maintain the same statement with an equal zeal  once you are a part of me.

There are bound to be some changes in the nature and number of occupants of my heart once you step into my life, but I don’t think I can ever give up the place allotted to Zeenat to anyone, not even to you. At the same time, I will appreciate your presence in my life because you are going to be the agent who is going to make my dream of Zeenat come true.

Zeenat is certainly going to alleviate the drought in my heart, and I’m sure she will scale down the drought in your heart too. I sometimes wonder why Allah chose to tackle the drought at such a late point of time. The world would have been a different place today had Zeenat heralded an entry at an earlier point of time. On second thoughts, it has not been my purview at all. The time of Zeenat’s entry into my life is predestined. I certainly don’t hold any rights to curse my fate for anything.

I sometimes wish I could make her life a bit easier than mine has been. I wish I could do something to make sure she doesn’t suffer the way I’ve suffered. She will certainly not go through all that I had to go through if she has you with her. The most I can do is pray to Allah to give her all the health and happiness she deserves and more. She is to have you by her side; I hope you give her all your selfless love and attention even when I’m not a part of this world. She certainly deserves all that, and being a part of you too, she deserves a lot more than that.