Sleep is a mirror of life in which can be seen the reflection of death.
There are persons who rise through grief and there are persons who fall because of grief.
A man is happy who is happy with his Naseeb(allotted portion).
He who has no light in his heart, what will he gain from the festival of lamps.
This life is but a dream. A state of sleep but how unfortunate that man's eyes open only when they are about to be closed (forever).
In order to spend out our time (life) we sell some of this time. We work for someone, we labour. In freedom we do slavery.