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The worldly life that enthralls us can be compared to rain sent by God from the sky, like Divine showers descending from the heavens. These celestial droplets invigorate the soil, dressing it in a cloak of verdant splendor, making vegetation lush and green. However, just as the rainwater eventually seeps away and the lush fields turn brittle, the allure of worldly pleasures fades, leaving behind remnants easily carried away by the winds of time. What once seemed so full of promise and vitality ultimately proves to be transient, emphasizing the ephemeral nature of our worldly existence.
In this grand theater of life, the stage is set by the rains of fate, directed by the hands of the Almighty. The actors, our dreams and aspirations, dance in the spotlight, clothed in costumes of emerald brilliance. Yet, the final act sees the curtain fall, and the once resplendent set becomes a forgotten scene, its glory dissipated, as ephemeral as dust in the wind.
