Introduction: The Journey to Greatness
The journey to greatness: overcomng challenges and achieving eternal success. O people of the land of destruction! Look at the great dignity of your different sects in this court. Many are martyrs of patriotism who went to the battlefield in their country’s name and wore bloody robes. Many are writers and poets adorned with the title of the unseen voice, by whose inspiration they continued to fulfill the unseen demands and lived their lives flawlessly. There are also such elders and wise men who were the leaders of the party of research and were proud of their position; many good people kept showing the paths of goodness, through which they built a building of survival in the land of destruction.
Survival of Eternity
The survival of eternity is of two kinds. One is how the soul remains after Death, which is not perishable. The other is the survival of the worldly memory, thanks to which people live the life of name and gain the life of eternal fame. The truth is that the best and most marvelous deeds were done for the sake of the hereafter or worldly fame and fame, but I will bring to this court those who understood their fame and fame.
For this reason, I remove the names of the founders and leaders of religion from the fame list. My main concern is that the rights of the people I mention should not be violated. It is very unfair to inflict any kind of loss on those who considered the reward of all their hard work and life only as their name.
Seeking Help
In this regard, I had to seek help from all the writers and historians. Therefore, I am very grateful to most of them for making a list of such people, and I went through it from yesterday afternoon to evening. The situations of these famous people were so overwhelming that they shocked me while I was sleeping. I was dreaming in this world. Since the description is not devoid of enjoyment, I submit.
I dream that I have gone out to eat air, and while walking, I have come out into a vast field, the vastness and excitement of which are even more significant than the field of thought. I see that so many people have gathered in the said field that neither the accountant can count them nor the pen can prepare a list. And the people who have gathered in it are selfish people busy with their plans for success.
The Peak
There is a mountain. The peak of which is whispering to the clouds. From whichever side you look at it, there are such head-splitting and chest-breaking things that no creature could stand on. Yes, if the nails of the Prophet of Man can do something, then do it, my friends! We are happy to compare the difficulties of this path to head-splitting and chest-breaking mountains, but gentleness is unfair.
You endure these calamities with a breast of stone and a heart of iron. Those who have gone through those troubles know that there.
The top of the Mountain
Suddenly, a sound like a clarinet came from the top of the Mountain. This captivating sound attracted everyone towards it involuntarily, in such a way that it created life in the heart and vitality in the soul; instead, it gave the idea of such vastness and elevation that a person seemed to step beyond the level of humanity. But it was strange that only a few could hear or enjoy its songs in such a large crowd.
Surprised ofئ Disappearing
I was astonished to see one thing, and that surprise disappeared immediately. When I looked at the other side, I saw some beautiful women, and many people were lost in the spectacle of their beauty. These women were wearing fairy costumes. But I also heard that they were neither fairies nor fairy-born women. Some were negligent, some extravagant, some selfish, and some indifferent. These are found when a courageous person travels on the path of progress. Development professionals lose sight of their goals by getting caught up in them.
The Shelter
Clusters of trees shaded them. Colorful flowers were in bloom. Various fruits were swaying. Multiple animals were talking. Natural streams were flowing below; cool breezes were blowing above. Those wise and deceitful fairies were sitting on stone ledges, dangling their feet in the water, and fighting with each other.
Confusion
But such confusion was everywhere at the mountain heights. It was also clear that the people were inclined towards these fake fairies. However, they were of different nations, positions, and ages, and they were the same ones who were short in spirit, weak in courage, and low in temperament.
The separated
On the other hand, I saw that high in spirit, courageous, and noble temperament separated from them and turned to the sound of the Ghoul Ghoul Shehnai on the mountain heights. The further these people advanced, the more that sound seemed pleasing to the ears. Many chosen and chosen people went forward to climb the high Mountain and, as far as possible, get close to this heavenly song and gain spiritual strength from it.
So everyone started taking some things with them. It seemed as if they were taking the equipment for the journey ahead. The equipment was also different for each person. Some had a sword or a flag in one hand, a sign in the other. Others had pieces of paper in their hands. And some had a compass in their side. While some were carrying pencils, many were holding a ship’s compass and telescope. Few had a royal crown on their heads. Some were wearing military clothing.
A New World
In other words, no mathematics or crane instruments were useless then. In this world, I see an angel of mercy standing at my right hand. Seeing me also a fan of this height, he says that we like this activity and enthusiasm of yours very much. He also advised me to put a mask on my face. I obeyed without hesitation.
Later, the group split into the sects above. There were no number of paths on the Mountain above. Everyone took one path. So, I saw some people in small ravines. They had climbed a short distance when their path ended, and they stopped. I learned that these low-spirited people had taken the path of industry and craftsmanship because they were hungry for money and wanted a quick reward for their hard work.
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Climbing People
I was behind those who had left the group of brave people behind and thought we had found the paths to climb. But those paths appeared so twisted and chaotic that they got lost in the shuffle after moving forward a little. Every few steps were taken, but when I saw them, they moved very little. My angel of mercy instructed that these are the same people who want to work only cleverly, whereas honest reason and perfect determination work.
Some were also such that they had gone far ahead. But one step was so ill-timed that they fell as far down in a single breath as they had risen in hours. Some became so that they could no longer climb. It refers to those people who continue to make progress through employment but commit such an indecent act that they immediately fall, and this completely ruins their future.
Climbing Pace
We climbed very high quickly and found that the small and big paths down the Mountain meet two roads when they come up. So, all the brave men were divided into two groups. A ghost with a frightening appearance and a terrifying statue stood a little other along these two roads, preventing us from going further.
One of them had a branch of a thorny tree in his hand. The ghost’s name was Deva Halak, and thorns were the same obstacles to progress and excuses for Death that confronted the determined on the path of progress. So, whoever came in front of him was hit in the face by the branch. The giant’s appearance was so bloodthirsty that it seemed like Death was standing before him.
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The Ghost
The brave men used to run away from the thorns and retreat in fear, shouting, “Death! Death!” The ghost on the other road was named Hasad. At first, there was nothing in his hand like a ghost, but his voice was frightening, his face was ugly, and the disgusting and offensive words that came out of his mouth made his face look so bad that no one would look at him.
In front of him was a pool of mud that was constantly splashing and spoiling everyone’s white clothes. When he saw this situation, most of us were shocked and left, and some regretted coming here. My condition was that after seeing these dangerous situations, my heart was troubled, and I could not move forward. This clarion call came to my ears with such intensity that the extinguished intentions were rekindled.
As much as my heart had revived, so much fear and panic flew away. Thus, many warriors who had learned swords advanced with this lightning speed, as if they were asking for a battlefield from their opponents.
Giant Keep Standing
Even where the giant stood, they came out of this mouth, and he kept staring with the teeth of Death. Those who were serious in temperament and slow in nature fell on this path where the ghost of jealousy stood. But the taste and passion of this voice also intoxicated them so much that they abused it, bathed in mud, and even went beyond its limits.
Thus, these ghosts also experienced difficulties and defects on the path. Looking ahead, they were beyond their reach, and the path was clear and smooth. Indeed, it was so pleasant that the travelers moved forward quickly and reached the top of the Mountain in one go. When they reached this soul-enhancing field, a life-giving and spiritual wind started blowing, giving lasting strength to the soul and life.
The entire field around the eye was sometimes the color of dawn and sometimes the twilight of evening, from which the letters of fame and permanence were occasionally visible in the color of a rainbow. This light of the Lord comforted and soothed the heart in such a way that the dust of past labors was automatically washed away from the heart, and peace, tranquility, and inner peace spread in this general assembly, whose joy was evident in the freshness of flowers on the faces of the people. Suddenly, a magnificent hall appeared with gates on all four sides.
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Scene on the Top of Mountain
On the top of this Mountain, I saw a fairy, the Hoor Shameel, sitting on a silver chair in a flower bed and playing the same clarinet whose sweet melodies had drawn the crowd of those eager to come here. The fairy smiled at them, and now such a sound came from her head as if she was greeting and congratulating those who came and saying, “Welcome, welcome! Welcome, you who have a clear vision.”
With this sound, this divine army was divided into several groups. Thus, the historians stood at a gate so the dignitaries could enter the hall according to their ranks. Suddenly, the sound of the clarinet, which sometimes sounded enthusiastic and sometimes like warlike falconers, now began to sound like a triumphant and blessed wind. The whole house echoed, and the doors opened automatically.
King of Kings
The person who stepped forward first was the king of kings, the Maharaja. The moonlight illuminated his face. On his head was a crown of sunbeams. Seeing his independence, the coat of Lanka turned into water. His rightfulness caused the animals of the forest and mountains to sacrifice themselves. All the gods and goddesses came under the shade of their skirts.
On seeing him, the scholars and historians of different sects rushed to receive him royally, and he, too, approached everyone with dignity and humility. But one man, old and black in complexion, came out of the crowd of Hindus with a book in his hand and shouted, “People of eyes, is there anything good?” Look, do not disturb the order, and do not mix the light of Nirankar with the bodies of dust. Saying this, he went ahead and offered his offering to the girl.
He accepted the offering and, with great joy, extended his hand to receive it when it was discovered that his hand was also just a ray of the sun. Everyone started looking at each other’s faces; some understood something, and some understood something else. 3 A Vamana, or throne of air, appeared at that moment. He rode on it and flew into the sky. It was discovered that this was Ramchandraji, and Valmiki gave the Ramayana.
Thanks
Everyone was thanking Valmiki for his guidance when another arrival came. They saw that thirty-two fairies were carrying a throne of amulets. Another king was sitting on it but for a very long time. Scholars and historians from different sects went out to take it, but the Pandits and Mahajans ran very restlessly. It turned out that the king was Maharaja Bakramajit, and twenty-two fairies occupied the throne. The fairies said so much that as long as the sun’s gold and the moon’s moonlight shine, neither your gold nor your coin will be erased. The Brahmins and Pandits confirmed this and took him and made him sit on a seat.
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