Man is the best product of nature; the crown of God's creation. Human life is the greatest adventure of nature; the miracle of creation. It is the capital of individual enterprise on earth. But we got this life with a divine decree expecting us to remember, "By the sweat of thy brow thou shalt earn they bread." The sermons, the sayings and the valuable words of great writers remind us that we must work in order to make our lives sublime and leave the memory of our glory. Ruskin said, "If you want knowledge, you must toil for it, if food, you must toil it and if pleasure, you must toil for it; toil is the law." Franklin answered a question with an advice, "Dost love life? then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of."
Bishop Cumberland advised, "Better to wear out than to rust out "E.V. Debs glorified toil when he said, "The workers are the saviours of society, the redeemers of the race." Cleveland has packed the total philosophy of life in his saying. " Honour lies in the honest toil." H.W. Longfellow inspired mankind by Singing,
"The Heights by greatmen reached and kept,
Were not attained by a sudden flight,
They while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night."
Modern society is such a labyrinth of economic problems that there is hardly any time for the individual to think of the supreme object of life. Life is strife. Today it has become a continuous struggle. Fame is the infirmity of human life. We are to live in deeds not in year. If we rest, we rest. One crowded hour of glorious life is worth and age without a name. The competitive spirit has pushed us in the groove of struggle. We want to outshine our neighbour, our colleague, our friend, our relative, our competitor and our contemporary enterpriser. If we work, we shine in use. We want to drink the wine of life to the last less. We think that work is wine which intoxicates our sensual frame, tones up our intellectual self and purifies our spiritual personality.
The dreamland of 'stand and stare' is a bygone story. It is an era of 'Apollos' and 'Sputniks'. If we stand and stare, we lag behind. if we start and dare, we keep pace with the march of time. Time and tide wait for no man. When men and mountains meet-great things are done.
Lives of all great men and women of the world remind us that they worked, suffered and only then could reach the zenith of fame. There are very few instances where one could touch the pinnacle of fame only by standing and staring. If Tensing could only not have been called the tiger of the Himalayas. If Neil Armstrong had just been standing and staring at the cool beauty of the moon, "a giant leap for mankind" to the moon would not have been possible.
If Dr.Raman had only enjoyed the beauty of the Crimson rays of the setting sun, we would not have harnessed the solar energy for the benefit of mankind. Not to talk of modern inventions and discoveries, even if the primitive man had not discovered fire and the methods of agriculture, the very sapling our civilization would not have been possible, and man would, hitherto, have been a beast soaked in savagery and nothing more.
In the modern society, money is the measure of our greatness. The business man rises at the peep of dawn and proceeds on to know the market. Market is his house, club, temple and tomb. A scientist works in his laboratory for years together. He loss eyesight, gets prematurely old and dies diseases-stricken. A worker does back-breaking toil from dawn to dust, gets too poor remuneration to earn two square meals and dies unknown. We have built the inroads of sophisticated life on our natural life. " \The world is too much with us."
Today man has become a machine. We seem to have reached a stage in civilization when we have bigger and better hones but spend less time in them than ever before in history. In modern life cut throat competition where is the time to stand and stare at the sweetness of flower? Where is the patience hear the natural music in a sunding cataract that gives aching joys and dizzy raptures? Where is the eagerness to drink deep at the fountain of ravishing eyes of a women? Who can pass nights in the open to watch the wandering moon and the twinkling stars?
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Bishop Cumberland advised, "Better to wear out than to rust out "E.V. Debs glorified toil when he said, "The workers are the saviours of society, the redeemers of the race." Cleveland has packed the total philosophy of life in his saying. " Honour lies in the honest toil." H.W. Longfellow inspired mankind by Singing,
"The Heights by greatmen reached and kept,
Were not attained by a sudden flight,
They while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night."
Modern society is such a labyrinth of economic problems that there is hardly any time for the individual to think of the supreme object of life. Life is strife. Today it has become a continuous struggle. Fame is the infirmity of human life. We are to live in deeds not in year. If we rest, we rest. One crowded hour of glorious life is worth and age without a name. The competitive spirit has pushed us in the groove of struggle. We want to outshine our neighbour, our colleague, our friend, our relative, our competitor and our contemporary enterpriser. If we work, we shine in use. We want to drink the wine of life to the last less. We think that work is wine which intoxicates our sensual frame, tones up our intellectual self and purifies our spiritual personality.
The dreamland of 'stand and stare' is a bygone story. It is an era of 'Apollos' and 'Sputniks'. If we stand and stare, we lag behind. if we start and dare, we keep pace with the march of time. Time and tide wait for no man. When men and mountains meet-great things are done.
Lives of all great men and women of the world remind us that they worked, suffered and only then could reach the zenith of fame. There are very few instances where one could touch the pinnacle of fame only by standing and staring. If Tensing could only not have been called the tiger of the Himalayas. If Neil Armstrong had just been standing and staring at the cool beauty of the moon, "a giant leap for mankind" to the moon would not have been possible.
If Dr.Raman had only enjoyed the beauty of the Crimson rays of the setting sun, we would not have harnessed the solar energy for the benefit of mankind. Not to talk of modern inventions and discoveries, even if the primitive man had not discovered fire and the methods of agriculture, the very sapling our civilization would not have been possible, and man would, hitherto, have been a beast soaked in savagery and nothing more.
In the modern society, money is the measure of our greatness. The business man rises at the peep of dawn and proceeds on to know the market. Market is his house, club, temple and tomb. A scientist works in his laboratory for years together. He loss eyesight, gets prematurely old and dies diseases-stricken. A worker does back-breaking toil from dawn to dust, gets too poor remuneration to earn two square meals and dies unknown. We have built the inroads of sophisticated life on our natural life. " \The world is too much with us."
Today man has become a machine. We seem to have reached a stage in civilization when we have bigger and better hones but spend less time in them than ever before in history. In modern life cut throat competition where is the time to stand and stare at the sweetness of flower? Where is the patience hear the natural music in a sunding cataract that gives aching joys and dizzy raptures? Where is the eagerness to drink deep at the fountain of ravishing eyes of a women? Who can pass nights in the open to watch the wandering moon and the twinkling stars?
[ Part 2]
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