Yuva
Maine Apne Gam Ko Bhula Diya
Taiwan ka lekhak hai.
Jab humare dost ke bhaai Chen aur uski patni ne humare ward mein baptisma liya tha, main bahot hi kush hua tha. Ek saal baad unke baptisma ke, weh mandir mein bandhe the, aur unke putra jo unke Girjaghar mein judhne se pahale guzar gaye the unke saath bandhe. Bahot hi ashcharyejanak tha Chen ke parivaar ko susamachaar mein badhte hue dekhna.
Phir bhaai Chen ki mrityu agle saal ek caar durghatna mein ho gaya. Durghatna ke baat, uski maut humesha mujhe yaad aata aur kai baar mere sapnon mein. Main rota hua jagta aur baar baar puchta, “Kyun? Kyun Prabhu is tarha ke durghatna ko hone deta hai? Kyun is tarah ka durghatna is sundar parivaar ke saath ghata?” Ek din, jab main in sawaalon mein uljha hua tha, mainne ek paath ke pustak ko uthaya aur Pradhaan Spencer W. Kimball (1895–1985) ke in shabdon ko padha:
“Agar hum yah sochte ki maranshilta hi jiwan hai, tab peeda, dukh, asafalta, aur chota jiwan musibaton se bhara hua hota. Par agar hum jiwan ko anant cheez ki tarah dekhein jo dur maranshil jiwan se pehle tak aur anant aanewaali mrityu tak jaaye, phir saare kaarye sahi tarike se ho saktey hai.…
“Kya hum behkaawe mein nahi padte hai apne shakti ki pariksha lene ke liye, bimaar hote dhaerye ko aazmaane ke liye, mrityu ko sikhein taaki hum amar aur mahima paa sakey?”1
Us samay, main ne apne gam ko bhulne ki koshish kiya aur aage vaada aur achche anewaale jiwan ko dekha. Main ne apne mann mein bhaai Chen ko uske parivaar ke saath khushi mein dobara dekha. Is nazariye ne mujhe khushi diya. Main jaanta hoon ki Swarg ke Pita hume gyaan aur himmat denge durbhaagye ko jhelne ke liye.