Even angels can make mistakes

It has been months and years since the derailment… Unquestionably it had some immediate casualties but in the long run everyone associated with it.. survived!! Looking back, it was a tale of love, passion, lust, deceit, mudslinging, lying, hurt, infatuation and what not…. It was an episode which proved to be a learning experience…. though it took an arduous course…. it was worth learning!!!

It was a gruelling task to forgive, forget and to move on because it was overshadowed by the feelings of guilt, revenge and hatred. The errands through proven paths bore no fruits…. and the paths less travelled by yielded no different results either. It was like a bootless effort going awry. Soon it took its toll on the toter and like a pallbearer he carried the coffin of his own misdeeds.

As time passed by…. the tidings of a growing life, beyond all hatred, echoed the blood pumping walls of the holder. Though he was no longer a part of this evolving life… his hatred started dethawing without any ails. The light of forgiveness illuminated his conscience as he grew out of his unwarranted loathings.

Now he wish that the Apostle spreads the light of love all around, that the curse of his bygone hatred would never let its pangs on the bearer!!!

Realization can dawn at anytime….. and now he understands that….. even angels can make mistakes!!

“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”- Mark Twain

 

The African Lesson

“Every morning in Africa, a deer wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed………,
Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest deer or it will starve to death…….,
It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a deer….when the sun comes up, you’d better be running………..!!!”

For the past quarter of a dozen years, I have been running slower than the slowest deer…… Its high time to sharpen my faculties and exhort for an ultimate renaissance….. rise like a phoenix from the ashes of desolation….!!!!

My pyre is already decorated……. decorated with insane manifestations of imbecile beings…. whose strategies and approach seems harebrained and cretinous….!!!!

Its time for a dash….a final sprint towards the long forgotten goals…… a lam from the imbroglio and pandemonium……. and the much wanted inspiration imbibed from “The African Lesson”!!!!!!