A Broken Compass, do you know the purpose of creation?

Have you ever seen a broken compass? As usual, we will discard the broken and useless compass, but perhaps it is time for us to contemplate the importance of a compass. Some people never had a compass in their life, things move on as usual, with laughter, enjoy and talking nonsense, and wasted most of their days. But in this article, I want you to THINK deeper about the compass in your life. Just THINK FOR A MOMENT about the creations around you, open your eyes and observe. Do you know the purpose of creation? 

Some people are searching for purpose of life and purpose of creation, but they can’t find it, because they didn’t see the creations, the wisdom of creations just Infront of their eyes. 

Here is the article.

Ahmad stared blankly at the old, rusted compass lying in the palm of his hand. Its needle twitched erratically, unable to find true north, much like Ahmad felt in his life. The compass had once belonged to his father, who had taken it on treks through rugged mountains, using it to navigate the challenging terrain. But now, it felt broken, just like Ahmad’s own sense of direction.

At seventeen, Ahmad was caught in the tumult of his transition to adulthood, weighed down by expectations and his quest for meaning. His parents had always emphasized the importance of faith, of having a strong moral compass to guide him through life’s obstacles. Yet here he was, feeling more lost than ever. The debates in his Mind—the voices within him—often drowned out the whispered convictions of his heart.

On a particularly grey afternoon, Ahmad found himself sitting on a park bench, his fingers tracing the intricate designs of the compass. Around him, the vibrant hues of autumn leaves contrasted sharply with his internal gloom. He watched children play, their laughter ringing like distant bells. He felt marooned in his desolation, struggling to remember the last time he laughed like that.

“Hey!” a voice called out, jolting Ahmad from his reverie. He looked up to see Salman, his childhood friend. He spirited presence was a welcome distraction. Salman plopped down next to him, his green eyes sparkling with mischief.

Salman says, “You look like a ghost,” he teased, nudging him playfully.

Ahmad forced a smile but felt the weight of his worries settle heavier. “Just thinking,” he sighed, glancing down at the compass. “About… everything.”

Salman raised an eyebrow, his playful demeanour replaced by genuine concern. “Everything or nothing? There’s a difference, you know.”

“Everything,” Ahmad replied, unable to shrug off the heaviness in his chest. “School, my future, faith… I don’t know which way to go anymore.” He turned the compass over, revealing scratches and dents, a testament to its age. “I feel like this compass. It used to guide my father through the storms, but now it doesn’t even point anywhere.”

Salman took a moment to process Ahmad’s words. “But doesn’t a compass need to be recalibrated sometimes?” Salman suggested, his voice softening. “Life is like that; sometimes you just need to find a new direction, to adjust your course.”

“Nothing in life stays fixed, it repair and sometimes things becomes damage for a reason”

Ahmad pondered Salman’s words.

Recalibration—a concept he hadn’t considered. He felt the edges of hope flicker faintly within him, even if it was barely a flame. But how could he recalibrate something so integral to his being?

The path ahead felt obstructed by fear and doubt. The impact of life is starting to catch on him with more responsibilities. Ahmad had grown up in a household where faith was non-negotiable, where every question was answered with a text from the holy scriptures. Yet the more he learned, the more tangled the threads of understanding became.

“What if my recalibration leads me away from everything I was taught?” Ahmad wondered aloud. “What if I lose the faith that has defined me?”

“Isn’t that also a part of growing up?”

Salman answered, his honest gaze steady on him.

Salman says: “Finding out what you truly believe, independent of what you’ve been told? It doesn’t mean abandoning your roots; it can mean growing from them.”

his words wrapped around him like a comforting blanket. The notion of exploration sparked a tiny fire in Ahmad ‘s heart. Perhaps he could seek answers, not just from the confines of his upbringing but through experiences, encounters, and conversations.

“What do you think I should do?” Ahmad asked, his voice wavering slightly, searching for direction.

Well,…Salaman continued…

“Maybe start by talking to people who’ve walked this path,” Salman suggested. “Ask questions, get involved in your community, surround yourself with different voices. Trust me, you might be surprised at what you discover. Sometimes, it takes losing your way to truly understand where you want to go.”

“Well, you need to look at things on a different facet, then you may see something.”

“You don’t burden yourself but talk to someone you trust.”

Hey, people around you will never understand what is ticking inside you man! Just talk.

Ahmad looked down at the compass again, feeling a sliver of urgency ignite within. Perhaps it was time to embark on a journey—a quest that didn’t solely involve navigating external landscapes but navigating the depths of his beliefs and identity.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Ahmad turned to Salman. “You’re right. I need to find clarity. Can you help me? I mean, it’s going to be quite the search.”

A wide grin broke across Salman’s face, illuminating the grey day. “Absolutely! We’ll face it together. Just like we always have.”

As they shared stories, laughter, and aspirations, Ahmad felt the faint tremors of hope settle warmly in his chest. The compass in his hand was still broken, but maybe it didn’t need to be perfect to guide him. Sometimes, all it took was the resolve to take the first step and trust in the journey ahead.

Together, Ahmad and Salman sat on the bench, the autumn wind rustling around them, whispering promises of change and new beginnings. The compass may have been broken, but Ahmad’s path was just beginning to unfold. With the right companion and a little courage, perhaps he could find his way back to faith—and perhaps even discover a new understanding of it along the way.

Do you think it is time to do some research to find something useful in Life? Do you know the purpose of creation? Did you observe the creations around you? It doesn’t create by itself. Everything created for a reason. Can you answer that?

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