Hope
Once there was a young lady, in what has always been there in a tiny village in the middle of and, she was named Sophia. She is best remembered as a kind woman who always looked for the best and fought for it. For all the suffering which she endured she always remained cheerful and endeavored to put a smile on everyone she met.
A few days later a dreadful experience of drought attack the village and the crops were dry up. The villagers became negligent as they looked for food an drinking water all the time. They started to pray for the return of rain in their land, and this led to that, that they had to look for a method to make rain come to their land, and Sophia's village did the prayer of rain.
The villagers copied Sophia and they continue praying to God for rain each day. Even though it rained often during those days and they did not see the sky since morning, they did not give up. They remained married and went on sharing scarce foods and water for some time until some of the females conceived.
I remember once to be awake when the day met the night and suddenly there was just a single cloud in the horizon. That particular cloud pleased them when it expanded and stretched out over the great passage of the sky. And then there started the rain.
Villagers were delighted when they saw their crops started growing throug the hands of the stranger. They thanked the rain and, for the life of them, Sophia’s hope and determination that had seen them through better off worse days.
After that, the villagers followed Sophia as their head and their hope. They knew that as long as they stayed in harmony, and didn’t allow the facts of the world to interfere, they had nothing to stop them from getting what they wanted out of life.
And it was like the village of hope began to grow, and the story of hope as given by Sophia by Sylph had started by its spread all over the land. Those who had come would listen to the story of how one woman and her ability to believe in a better tomorrow had rescued everyone in that village.
Sophia’s story is a story of hope and living for future generations is this story. Her legacy lived on in the village as they continued her example and lived out the compassion that she shared with the lives of others.
Now there was hope, and the hope now relied on the people of the village would have to find whatever hope lays ahead of them in the future. And as long as they have clung to that hope they would not be absolutely astray or adrift in the world.
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نا امیدی گناہ ہے۔ اور جب انسان اپنے خالق سے مانگتا ہے تو وہ ضرور نوازتا ہے ۔وہ تو بن مانگے عطا کرتا ہے ،تو مانگنے پر کیوں نہیں عطا کرے گا ۔خاص طور سے خشک سالی کے دنوں میں جب انسان کا دل سوکھے پتے کی طرح لرز رہا ہوتا ہے کہ، کہیں زندگی سے ہاتھ نہ دھو بیٹھیں۔ اور نا امیدی اس کے چاروں طرف ڈیرہ ڈالے بیٹھی ہوتی ہے۔ اس وقت میں انسان امید کا دامن ہاتھ سے نہ چھوڑے اور کوئی رہنما ایسا مل جائے جو ان کو لے کر اگے بڑھے اور اپنے رب کے سامنے جھکا دے ۔تو ایسے وقت میں اس کے ان کا رب ضرور ان کو نوازتا ہے۔
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