The Last Home; The Cemetery Where Everyone Eventually Ends



The Last Home; The Cemetery Where Everyone Eventually Ends Up

Every morning when we open our eyes, we return from a temporary death. We have passed through a night whose ending was never guaranteed. Thousands of people began the same night that we did, but they never saw the sunrise. We woke up not because of our own power, but because God granted us another opportunity.

And yet, how quickly we forget this gift.

Once again, we lose ourselves in the noise of life. We run after having more, strive for progress, sometimes break hearts, sometimes carry resentment, and often live as if death was written only for others.

How strange it is. Every day we awaken from a sleep that resembles death, yet we still refuse to believe that one day another sleep will arrive — a sleep after which there will be no awakening in this world.

A day will come when we embrace our loved ones for the last time, look at the sky for the last time, and take our final breath. On that day, no wealth will buy us even one more minute. Neither power, nor fame, nor status will delay that journey.

At that moment, everything will remain behind: the homes we spent years building, the wealth for which we sacrificed our peace while collecting it, and the conflicts that were never worth the hatred they created.

The only things that will accompany us are our good deeds: the hands we held, the tears we wiped away, the hearts we comforted, the rights we respected, the smiles we brought to someone’s face, and the kindness we offered without expecting anything in return.

Perhaps if every morning before beginning our day we asked ourselves:
"If today were the last day of my life, how would I choose to live?"
many of our decisions would change. We would forgive more easily, love more sincerely, judge less, and simply become more human.

Life is too short to be wasted on hatred, pride, and hostility. Days pass one after another until suddenly we realize that everything we thought we would do "someday" has become impossible, because that day never came.

Before it is too late, let us leave a trace of kindness in this world. Because when our eyes close forever, no one will ask how much we accumulated. What will matter is how much we gave, how deeply we loved, and how faithfully we lived as human beings.

Blessed is the one who leaves this world carrying nothing but goodness.

Author: Gouya Roshan

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

An Enemy May Become a Cause of Good, If God Wills

Image
An Enemy May Become a Cause of Good, If God Wills Author: Gouya Roshan (Güya Aydın ) is not merely a proverb, but a reflection of deep life experience and faith. It is a saying shaped by years of human struggle, patience, and understanding. This expression suggests that life is not governed by blind chance; rather, it unfolds according to wisdom and meaning, even when events appear negative at first glance. At first, people naturally define  evil  as anything that disrupts their peace: failure, loss, rejection, opposition, or unexpected obstacles. Yet with time, many of these painful moments reveal themselves as turning points. Without certain hardships, a person might remain on the wrong path, never discover inner strength, or fail to grow emotionally and spiritually. Therefore, this proverb is not truly about an “enemy,” but about  how we perceive difficulties . The most important part of the saying lies in the phrase  “if God wills.”  This emphasizes that go...
Read more

The first forgiveness we must seek is from our own self

Image
The first forgiveness we must seek is from our own self Author: Gouya Roshan (Güya Aydın ) If I were to ask forgiveness from someone in this world, I would begin with myself. Not out of selfishness, but out of honesty. Because upon closer examination, I realized that my greatest mistakes, my greatest failures, and my greatest injustices were not directed at others, but at myself. We usually understand forgiveness as a social concept; something that exists between me and another person. But we rarely consider that within ourselves, before anything else, there is a silent “other” whose rights have been violated for years: our own rights. I ask forgiveness from myself for the days when I was tired but did not allow myself to rest. For the nights when I wanted to cry but told myself I had to be “strong” and suppressed my emotions. For the times when I could have made a better decision for myself but, out of fear of others’ judgment, I did not ask for what I needed. I ask forgiveness from m...
Read more

History Will Not Forget the Silence of Muslim Countries

Image
History Will Not Forget the Silence of Muslim Countries History has shown time and again that no single enemy can defeat a nation or a region on its own. Before walls collapse, cracks appear from within; before an enemy attacks, negligence, division, and irresponsibility pave the way. The enemy does not always lie in wait beyond the borders; sometimes, they hide in the opportunities we ourselves create through weakness, division, and poor decisions. A house whose guardians compete with one another instead of protecting it will sooner or later succumb to danger. Nations are no different. Their downfall does not always begin with an enemy attack; sometimes, it begins at the moment when those in power forget their historical responsibility. The Middle East today is the victim of a great historical tragedy. A region that was once a center of civilization, knowledge, trade, and culture in the world is now paying the price for years of war, division, and misguided political decisions. Of cou...
Read more