Your assets are also fireproof! / Cyberspace and the meaning of life we ​​lose

group Life; نعیما جاویدی: We see photos of happy families in cyberspace, we sigh that our lives have passed and we have not tasted life. The scent of basil sits on our fingers and jumps from our nostrils. We remember that the same dress we wore was the one that caught our eye behind the shop window and we had been counting the moments to buy it for a long time. We compare; Let our children, fathers, mothers and wives stay! We are constantly comparing ourselves to others in those happy virtual photos. We are unhappy when we will be happy like the people in those photos? Why does a smile go to their house and sit on their lips but it has lost its way to our house? The flavor of life, why not visit us? Where did we go wrong?

We are full of questions and sometimes even feelings of failure. Our hearts want true happiness. Our nostrils must be filled again with the aroma of bread, cheese, and vegetables. Our hearts must be filled with the sight of a baby sparrow flying. The flowers of the mother rug should heal the wounds of our souls. No one is as rude to us as we are. We ourselves who know well that money, house, clothes, car, gold, etc., may unfortunately be the social dignity of many societies these days, but it is still not enough and complete to be able to bring happiness. It certainly brings prosperity and comfort, but not “peace” necessarily! It is a fact that there is no one and he needs pain, but it cannot be said that he does not have peace. As soon as his head does not reach the pillow at night, his eyelids become heavy and he sees seven kings in a dream. As soon as he sees his daughter at the empty and empty table of the house, she laughs at the smiles her brother makes, which means calm.

My assets do not burn

The truth must be seen, but also more completely. There are families for whom livelihood has not left them day by day. Like the old man of the furnace who did not remember when he laughed for the last time, but when he was appointed, he counted his possessions for me and said, “All I do not have are my possessions. you know why? They occupy my mind all day and give me a bowl of what to do, right! But I do not have much to lose. As soon as I feel that when I want to pray, I think that the key to my money closet does not remain and I read Ayatollah Al-Kursi night after night for the safety and security of the world and the lives of all believers. I do not recite 4 verses and Ayatollah Al-Kursi at night to save our money and gold. My treasure is this last night prayer for others. Tomorrow, if there is a flood, an earthquake, my treasure will not remain under the rubble, it will not burn in the fire because it is basically incombustible. Do you know when pain saves a person? When you think that everything is over and because you do not have the world, you do not have the hereafter. “Sometimes the pain of shame in front of a woman and a child and the poverty take away the laughter from my lips. The Imam of his belief may be hard on you.

My eyes are not looking for the lost coin

The old man, who was called “Mahmudabad Rey” and “Uncle Rahman” killers, also told the story: “The kingdom had a servant who was always energetic and hopeful. He told his minister that he was willing to give his whole kingdom to him so that I could taste life for a few days like him. The minister laughed and said, “You do not need all your property. You give him 99 gold coins anonymously. The king gave the coins to the minister and he put them in a bag and wrote on it that this hundred coins is a gift for your family. From the next day, no one saw the king’s servant happy and smiling. He was constantly lost like the mother of a child, wandering the path around the house. The waiter had forgotten that he had 99 coins and his eyes were looking for a coin that was not in the bag at all from the beginning! Now do you understand why I am calm, girl? “My head does not follow a coin and the like.”

We should not condemn ourselves to grief

Uncle Rahman’s words of account and the look of wisdom among some like him may want to tell us that we must return and take ourselves from where we left off.

In the words of Ms. Hassanpour, the family counselor, who says: “Do they attach letters to attach to something like that? We must also remember our property, our possessions are ours. If we are not, these will also become meaningless. If we are not, our property will be shared by others. Ownership is easily transferred. So, property can be effective in creating happiness, but the structure of happiness is separate from it, and if it is tied to our assets, it will have different consequences. For example, if we forget where we have come from, we will leave ourselves and become a new person who does not even have mercy on the reputation and position of his heart and heart among the people. It is as if he wants to destroy all the images of the peddling period, of being a simple employee, of being an ordinary shopkeeper; Why should a person be ashamed of himself ?! It is very bad for him to forget that being the same yesterday and working hard for him has made him famous today. They do not erase the credit, they frame it. Another example; “If one day we go bankrupt and lose our property, but we have enough left to live on, do we not have the right to smile or are we doomed to grief because we are not businessmen, managers, teachers, entrepreneurs, etc.?”

Please do not make me sad until further notice!

The lady counselor has other helpful and practical sentences: “One should not be attached to one’s property. They do not give real happiness in cyberspace. You want to be happy, be thankful. The world is stingy for the ungrateful. As soon as you see it, use it and say thank you. Flipping through other people’s virtual happy photo albums has not made anyone happy, maybe even worse! Saying “happy”, “sighing” and “regretting” makes him want to translate this: I can not be happy because I do not have what these relatives have. It is clear that they should be happy, he does not want to be happy with that big garden house that they bought and it is like a palace? What will they do with the fruit load of the trees in their garden this year?

Then, like a happy Alki, I should be happy and happy to pick a few basil leaves, which I have planted with a thousand efforts in the balcony vase of my matchbox house and apartment, hey …! It is these comparisons and appendices that make the touch and meaning of happiness in our lives relative and causal and cause and eliminate it over time. Happiness in the life of this group of people gradually means that I am happy until a friend and acquaintance takes a better and happier photo! “A meaning as painful as it is bitter.”

We will finally miss one day

In the ideal definition, family may mean something close to what it means to live a full and successful life with our loved ones. If the members of this first social base, that is, each person in society, have reached the correct understanding of life “together”, “together” and “for each other”, then the family becomes the true meaning of the family. The family roadmap in Islamic society is not the roadmap of a social institution but also the roadmap of individual and collective behavior.

It has etiquettes, orders, instructions and guidelines in front of it that, if done correctly, one will taste “valuable” and “clean together”. The manners offered to a Muslim family, the way of the abyss, the pit and the well, the right path of the mirage are well defined. In the religion of Islam, the family of “Mizan” and “Aswa”; The family of the Holy Prophet of Islam (PBUH) and Imam Ali (AS) has been introduced so that the believers will not be satisfied. Now, what if we sometimes get lost? We get involved in the waves of cyberspace and various apps, including Instagram, and after a while we remember that we miss our previous life, which was not tied to likes and comments. After a period of wandering around looking for our own happiness, watching the happiness shown by others and comparing the two, we get tired and homesick.

Nostalgic for a beautiful house in Venice

We miss ourselves for what we were, but sometimes it’s too late, unfortunately we have missed many opportunities, sometimes even each other. However, it is never too late to start again or go back astray. In the words of Uncle Rahman: “A person has come to live, not to proclaim his life, and to dig into the lives of others. “The believer is warm to his own life, but he makes life easier for others, not harder.” Perhaps reading this conclusion is not out of boredom that real, virtual families do not breathe. Do not take promotional photos. They are also happy with the same photo of a souvenir that a family member shook his hand while taking a photo and their photo was damaged, because it is a genuine memory of a moment in their lives, not that they took a pose and played a role.

Family means living in the moment, even tasting its sorrows and pains with the same skin and bones. Not to dig into the lives of others with astonished eyes and wandering hearts.

In the middle of a road in Denmark, by a lake in England or on the balcony of our beautiful house in Venice, when we hear the call to prayer, the ringing of the bells of Imam Reza shrine or eating a piece of bread, cheese and vegetables, we suddenly become strange among all our possessions. We belong somewhere else; We miss ourselves, can’t we ?!

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