DUST UNTO DUST
An Illusory Asset

NAPOLEON BONAPARTE (1769-1821) started his career as a military officer. He distinguished himself by seizing opportunities when they came his way. He succeeded in attaining the throne of France, and had himself proclaimed Emperor of France in 1804. Then he set out to conquer the world. Soon he had conquered the whole of Europe except for England. He married a French lady, Josephine, but later divorced her, as she had failed to bear a successor for the Emperor of Europe.

Afterwards, Napoleon married Marie-Louise, daughter of the King of Austria. She bore him a son in 1811 who was named Francis Joseph Charles. Napoleon was happy that he was to be succeeded by a crown prince who would continue the monarchy. Before long, however, his excessive political greed had led him to clash with Russia. Although Russian armies failed to counter him, the Russian climate came to their rescue.

Napoleon’s armies, not accustomed to the harsh winter climate of Russia, could not bear up when the snow started falling. Napoleon was compelled to retreat in such a state of disarray that the major part of his army perished on the way. This occurred in 1812. Later events saw him in greater trouble. With his greatly reduced army he was defeated by Germany at Leipzig in 1813 and abdicated in 1814, when he was exiled to the island of Elba. He escaped and returned to power only to suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of the British at Waterloo in 1815. He was taken captive and was sent off to the island of Saint Helena, where he died in imprisonment in utter desperation in 1821.

People dream of glory and splendour not only for themselves but also to pass them on to their children, blissfully unaware of the fact that before long they themselves are to be divested of all glory. Each day, in this world, one ‘Napoleon’ or the other disappears, but no one takes heed.

In the present world, man is offered limited opportunities, man’s ambition knows no limits, and he plans his life in the most incautious and unrestrained manner. Yet, at the end of it all, personal glory is simply buried in the dust. Those who watch the demise of ‘great’ men do not learn any lesson from their passing. Everyone sets out to write the same story, blaze the same trails, and climb the same mountains as his predecessors. No one thinks that it is all going to end in the same way, and that no trace of glory can accompany one into the Hereafter.

This world has been
subjugated to us for the
purpose of testing us, but
we wrongly take it as a
reward.