What is life? This question, I was asking and asking. But nobody was there who could answer it properly. It troubled me, Took away my comfort and left me to weep. A long time had passed, But I was still unable to find the answer. Wandering here and there in search of it, I'd asked many what really was it, But I hadn't got a satisfied answer. Somebody said it was full of sorrows, And others said no; it was full of joy and pleasure.
Then I went to the sages to get an answer, They preached it was mere illusion, An illusion like the bubble of water, Listening all this I got confused. Then I asked it from my soul, And the answer was loud and clear,
'Life is a gift of God. Use it for the welfare of all beings, and Take the blessings of Thee.'
After getting such an answer, this question has never troubled me. Because I knew the real door, Where the answer of all such questions can be explored.
