The best part of my day is when you lie down beside me. You close your eyes, and drift off to sleep. I look at you, and you’re so tender, and pure. All my upheaval is put to rest, the noises fade away. I look at you and living is the best thing to do.
My dear daughter, you’ve my heart and soul. I love you.
A lot of things. My heart, your will, man’s ego in a universe that is larger than him, earth’s gravity compulsively holding things together, the idea of being present in a moment, the need of a body for a soul, and this stone; this most of all.
The notes she thought her absence will open, were now being revealed one by one. Subtly, right before her eyes. The chords she had perceived too stringent to play, were now melting in anguish. The sounds she had longed to hear, now touched her hearing here and there.
Oh the course of life! How unpredictable. How infinitesimal is the ginormous will of a man, he hopes to cling to for the rest of his life.
Forgiveness is not about forgetting what someone did to you. Forgiveness doesn’t provide the oppressor a relief from their guilt, as our mind tells us.
It, on the contrary, releases us from emotional dependence on the actions of our oppressor.
Forgiveness is about gaining emotional control on the situation. It is important for regaining self confidence, and stability of our ego.
Forgiveness is an act of liberation. When we forgive someone irrespective of their stance, our mind perceives it as the ability to move on from a situation as tantalising as this. In return, it assures us a whip hand position where we’re superior to the condolences of our oppressor. Together, this conscious self and our mind* liberate one another from this fear of aftermath of being vulnerable in a similar situation again. People might oppress us, and that will hurt but they won’t leave us in ruins. They can’t hold us back in life, both emotionally and physically.
The biggest obstacle in this path is aggression. It is an enemy to liberation. Aggression chains us, and forgiveness is it’s key.