a mystrical history

The Purpose of Life — A Journey Through Questions and Light

These are things we all wonder about at some point in our lives.

But then we forget, or become too caught up in daily routines.

Yet somewhere deep inside, we know — the answers to these questions truly matter.

This is the story of a young man named Arian.

The Mysterious Call

Arian was like many others — educated, employed, living a modern, ordinary life.

But deep within, he felt a strange emptiness.

Something was missing — though he couldn’t explain what.

One evening, he had a dream.

He found himself alone in the middle of a vast, silent desert. The wind didn’t blow. Time felt frozen.

And then, from deep within his chest, a voice — not loud, but powerful:

“Do you know why you are alive?”

Even after waking, the question echoed in his mind.

That was the beginning of his journey — a quest to discover the true meaning of life.

The Door to Philosophy

Arian began searching.

He turned to books by great thinkers — Plato, Socrates, Sartre, Camus.

Socrates had said:

“The unexamined life is not worth living.”

Camus had written:

“Life has no meaning, but we must still create meaning.”

Arian thought: Maybe life’s purpose is something we choose — love, compassion, kindness.

But he also wondered:

Where does that deep hunger for meaning come from?

Why do we long for truth, beauty, and connection in the first place?

A Strange Path Unfolds

One day, Arian visited an elderly man named Olian — a quiet, wise figure living in solitude in the mountains, like a spiritual Sufi.

“You want to know the meaning of life?” Olian asked with a smile.

“Then you must first lose yourself. Only then will you find the truth.”

From that moment, strange things began to happen.

Arian had vivid dreams, wordless insights, and moments of stillness that stirred something deep within him.

“You search because your soul remembers something,” Olian said.

“This world is not only what you see with your eyes. There’s something deeper, something unseen.”

The Cry of the Soul

One evening, beneath a sky full of stars, Arian asked quietly:

“I’ve read so much. I’ve felt so much.

But why do I still feel empty?”

Olian closed his eyes and replied:

“Because you haven’t yet returned to the One who created you.

Philosophers ask questions, but the final answer comes from the Creator.”

In that stillness, Arian felt something shift in his heart.

It wasn’t a voice. It wasn’t a thought.

It was a deep, silent message — one that spoke directly to his soul:

“And I did not create jinn and mankind except to worship Me.”

(— Qur’an, 51:56)

It wasn’t just a verse.

It felt like the answer he had been seeking all along.

Discovering the Light

Arian finally understood.

All the books, all the questions, all the searching — had led him here.

To one pure truth:

Life is not about chasing emotions, or collecting achievements, or living for pleasure.

Life is a gift. A test. A journey.

Its purpose is to know Allah, to love Him, and to walk the path He has shown.

Arian opened his eyes.

A calm settled over him.

His heart glowed with a quiet light — not one the eyes could see, but one the soul could feel.

The light of faith.

Final Message: One Answer, Many Paths

You can explore countless books and chase after many ideas,

but the full truth comes when you finally stand in humility before your Creator.

So what, then, is the meaning of life?

To know God.

To worship Him.

To love.

To serve.

To live with intention and return to Him — in peace.

Because in the end,

we all go back to the One from whom we came:

“Indeed, we belong to Allah,

and indeed to Him we will return.”

(— Qur’an, 2:156)

A Final Scene: The Light That Remains

Months later, Arian stood quietly on a hilltop at sunset.

The sky was glowing with shades of gold and crimson.

The wind brushed his face, gentle and warm, like a whisper from beyond.

He looked back on his journey — the books, the doubts, the quiet revelations.

The world had not changed.

But he had.

He no longer searched far and wide for answers.

Now, he found meaning in the little things —

a morning prayer, a stranger’s smile, a moment of stillness,

a whisper of Allah’s presence in his heart.

He remembered Olian’s words:

“You were never lost, Arian.

You were just walking in the dark, searching for a door.

And the door was always open —

waiting for your heart to knock.”

Arian smiled.

He didn’t know everything,

but he finally knew one thing for sure:

He was guided. He was seen. He was known.

The stars began to appear, quietly, one by one.

Arian looked to the sky and whispered:

“O Allah, keep the light burning in my heart…

just as You placed it among the stars.”

And with that, he walked down the hill —

not lost, not empty,

but glowing softly from within.

A small light in the great dark.

A soul finally on its way home.

**Because life isn’t just about finding the way.

It’s about walking it —

with faith,

with love,

and with the light of your Lord guiding you…

every step of the way.**