Digging A Tunnel

Digging A Tunnel
Zeenat has been moving away from me like a mirage as I move towards her. She is a golden thread that unites me to my past beyond my misery, and to a present that stretches over my misery. Striving for Zeenat has ben quite like digging a tunnel.  The tunnel has been  a deep and a dark one till now. The end has not been in sight. I know there is certainly an end to get to one day, an end where there shall be a lot of light, but I shall have to dig harder and harder to get there.



It is going to get darker and darker than it can ever be as I dig deeper and deeper, I know. It is not going to get any better. I have to dig the tunnel, and I have to keep digging it every single day. I don’t know how much longer I shall have to dig, and how much deeper I shall have to dig till I get to see her in  a pristine form, but I keep digging.



One doesn’t know how much deeper one is going to have to dig to reach the fabled treasure trove that lies end of one’s quest. I might even get an extra pot of gold while I am on my way, for all I know. The pot of gold is going to be merely an added reward I shall get for my efforts, if I do get one. Practically, there may not be any pot of gold waiting for me for all I know. I have to go through all kinds of evaluations, trials and tribulations before Zeenat can be  seen. Somehow, I know it is only my sincerity and piety towards Allah that is being evaluated. Allah wants to know if I’m as grateful to Him while adversities rain on me as I am in good times.



I really don’t know how much more I shall be evaluated, all I know is that I have to appear for many more trials and tribulations before I can be laid down for my eternal rest. That I keep digging and digging is not the only test I am being subjected to. Digging the ground is only a part of the ordeal I have to go through. I feel this is a lot easier than other forms of testing He might have subjected me to. I may not have been able to perform to any merit had other forms of evaluation been applied.



In a small way, I know there is Zeenat, my reward, at the other end of this tunnel, and I only have to keep digging to get to the other end. This is not a very difficult proposition. The tough part of it is that I should be thankful to Allah for whatever comes in my way while I dig the ground before me. I may hit a bag full of gold, while I might as well come across a pile of rubbish while I am on my way.



The soil hasn’t been consistently moist while I have been working digging with all my might. It was easy while the soil was damp and wet, but digging has become quite an ordeal for me now when the soil has turned dry and hard.



Only those who keep digging every single day reach an end one day. They are the ones who discover a lot while digging. I shall keep digging as long as possible, I just might get to an end one day.