4. TWO DAYS IN NIZAMUDDIN

4. TWO DAYS IN NIZAMUDDIN ~ 94 ~ 4. TWO DAYS IN NIZAMUDDIN The Upper India Express was charging along at full speed. The green fields on both sides, the lakes and rivers overflowing with water were a delight to the eye. The beauty of the hills and dales, the slopes and the heights, the land and the water made no difference to the train, however, for it continued to speed along unceasingly, ignoring the minor stations as if it were destined to continue its journey forever. It occurred to me at this point that the journey of a seeker of truth somewhat resembles it. The charms and delights of the world come before him to tempt and seduce him to the ways of the world, but he refuses to be affected by them. Comforts and luxuries lure him, but he goes on his way without pausing. Matters of minor significance confront him, but his vision is not obstructed by them. He suffers setbacks in life, but that does not weaken him in his resolve. A seeker of truth is not like a stranded person in an aimless world. There is a goal that he has set himself and a destination that he is sure of. How can he then waste his time on the way