O heart, even this pain and sorrow is a blessing/gain, for ultimately there is neither a morning lament nor a midnight sigh.

My friend, Ghalib, with his profound wisdom, whispers to his own heart, and to ours: "Oh heart," he says, "even this 'dard-o-alam'—this deep pain and sorrow—is truly 'mugh-taniim,' a precious gain." Why? Because this capacity to ache is a vibrant sign you're alive, still deeply engaged with existence. He reminds us that the ability to shed 'girya-e-sehri'—morning tears—or utter 'aah-e-neem-shabi'—midnight sighs—is proof of a beating soul. Think of it: your tears and sighs show your spirit hasn't gone numb; it's still responding to the world. For a time will eventually come, when perhaps even the capacity for such profound grief will fade. To feel nothing at all, that's the real stillness, the true loss of life's vibrant hum. So, embrace your aches; they are a fierce testament to your human story, a pulse of life refusing to yield.