Looking at the Sun

I recently heard the pathetic story of a known person who died of cancer. He was in teaching, taught in government college, had a wonderful family with two lovely daughters. At one point of time, the wife died. He became very lonely but managed to live as the daughters were there. One day he came to know that he was suffering from cancer. Doctors told that nothing much could be done except prolonging the pain with the help of treatment. He chose to keep his disease a secret and never revealed anything to the daughters until two days before his death. The daughters were shocked.
They stayed in a rented house and none of the daughters was married. There were no relatives to fall back on. But the father's time had come and he died leaving the girls orphans, left to fend for themselves. Till date they are struggling to make a proper living and move around asking for monetary help from little known people.
I was shocked to hear the story.Shocked at the way life can toss people about, making them playthings of fate.

Not only the professor and his daughter, so many people suffer in numerous ways, without any fault of theirs. We can say, they should have done this or done that, would have planned better.But above all our plans there is another planner who holds the cards. So, what are we to do? Should we give in and suffer unending, or gather our faculties and rebuild our lives. Suffering in life is inevitable. Disappointments are a part of life. Through it , we would have to go into silence for a while, and understand our actions and our purpose of living. From this silence, when light descends on our heart, darkness has to go. And once we are standing in the light, our actions will be exemplary, in love, in bearing, in courage. We are divine beings. We only need to understand what we are.