IT'S ABOUT YOUR LIFE... YOUR FREEDOM
Pic.: Chetna Shetty
“As
smoking is to the lungs, so is resentment to the soul;
even
one puff is bad for you.”
This morning, during our PD session, I encouraged
our young-ones to share about any deep resentment they held in their minds,
about anyone in their lives. A good-looking young-boy, who wanted to pursue
acting, spoke about his deep resentment for one of his dad’s acts. He was angry
with his dad for sending him to a Marathi-medium school. “When the whole world
sent their children to English-medium schools, my dad sent me to a Marathi
medium school... And, because of this, today, I cannot speak English.”
Many shared
their own stories of resentment...
The interesting
point to note about resentment is, that,
we – including me – yes, we all have our respective areas of resentments in our
lives... and, we have been holding them in our minds for years on... right from
our childhood... And, they remain our trigger points all through... On a sight
provocation, we explode. Many a times, we try to shield ourselves tightly
against such sensitive spots, so much, that, we remain in our shells,
defensive, heavily guarded...
That’s,
certainly, not a healthy way to go about our lives...
“In life, none
of has can choose our parents,” I told the class, “jus as the country we are
born in.”
The young-man,
now 20, has a clear choice now – to continue to hold the grudge against his
dad, or to get out of that hole, and do something about his English as so many
around him have done and are doing still... “Blaming your dad for his past act,
for your present miseries, is not going to take you anywhere. It will keep you
imprisoned, perpetually poisoned,” I told him. I told the class, through the
famous quote, “Holding resentment against someone is like drinking poison and
expecting your him – your enemy - to die!”
“It is about
your life, not dad’s,” I told the 20-year-old, “it is about your freedom, your
self-confidence in life.”
I am sure, the
young-man got the point I was trying to make... I hope, others in the class,
too...
GERALD D’CUNHA
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