why are you so beautiful meaning

The couple went to a large crockery shop and went inside to look at the tea sets. He liked a special T-set and asked the shopkeeper to take it out of the box and show it. When he took it out, the woman picked up a cup of tea in her hand and looked closely and said how beautiful it is. The woman said yes ... the cup of tea said I was not always so beautiful, there was a time when I was muddy and wet. I am made of wet and red clay. First I was made by my master. He gave me the shape of a cup and in the process he twisted me, twisted me and made a cup into a cup. When he was squeezing me with his hands and then smoothing me with his hands, I told him to stop. He replied no, not yet. Then he put me on a potter's wheel and spun so much, so much that I felt dizzy. I kept shouting, "Stop it, stop it." He said no, not yet. Then he took out all my bills and left me to dry. I breathed a sigh of relief. An hour later, he picked me up and threw me into the furnace. I screamed a lot, I lost my mind about what was happening. I kept shouting from inside that just do it. I will burn in the fire. My boss said no, not yet. He took me out after a while and put me on a shelf. I breathed a sigh of relief again that maybe my bad days were over. I was absolutely wrong, he picked me up again after a while and started applying paint on me. Paint particles were biting me and I could hear the smell. I said again, please, please, just stop. The answer was no, not yet. I was tired, he held me for six or seven minutes and then picked me up and put me back in the furnace.

This time I was in double pain. I realized that my time was up and there was no hope. Twice as much as before, he warmed me in the furnace. I did not say this time, just stop, I had given up. He took me out and then put me on the shelf and went and got the mirror. He placed the mirror in front of me and asked me to look at myself and tell how you are. I looked and I was surprised, I said what is this me? This is a very beautiful cup. My master said that now you are what was in my mind. I thought of making you like that, now you are like that. I beat you in the beginning, twisted and twisted so that you look good, then twisted so that all your flaws come out, then put in the fire so that you become ripe, then you had to endure the smell of paint So that I can brighten your complexion, then put it in the furnace again so that you fall down, fall again and again, so don't break.

Whatever pain I inflicted on you for your good. The woman who was holding the cup in her hand became jealous when she saw it. Man should understand that Allah made him and then put him through all sorts of difficulties just because if he had not gone through all these stages, his heart would not be like this today. If a person performs great deeds, he becomes arrogant, then Allah brings him face to face with failure, because Allah does not care about the deeds of any human being, He wants His servants Make eternal life beautiful. For this, he keeps beautifying his heart and Hussain Dal expresses his admiration like this cup with this poem: If you save it, don't keep it, it is your mirror, this mirror which is broken, it is dearer to the eye. The more he trampled on the mirror, the more he became aware of the reality of every human being and thing. The more he became aware of the greatness of Allah and the more he became aware of it, the more he became beautiful.