CYNICISM IS THE PARALYSIS OF OUR HEARTS
Pic.: Nirmala Sundar
Where
does our cynicism come from?
I think, it comes from our disappointments and
frustrations.
I watch myself, closely, every time I tend to become
cynical – and, let me tell you this: I do pass through my own share of cynical
bouts umpteen times in life – and notice that my heart is not strong enough to
withstand the disappointments and frustrations stemming from various setbacks…
the temporary defeats, unfair criticism from people around, lack of loyalty and
integrity from people around, lack of appreciation and loss of love… yes, I
notice, that whenever I experience any of these setbacks, if my heart is not
strong enough to withstand the pain and the shock, I, invariably, tend to sulk…
go into my shell and conclude, “What is the point?”… “No use.”
Mercifully, in my case, the bouts of cynicism are sporadic…
Like the dark clouds in the sky, they appear, stay there for a while… and,
then, they go…
But, go they will!
So, what saves us from going completely cynical in life?
I think, it is our incorrigible zest for life… and, our indomitable
will…
Yes, our indomitable will to bounce back from our setbacks…
our rock-solid faith in the goodness of life…
That, for every devil around us, there are a dozen angels…
That, for every door that slams, there are a dozen doors
that open…
That, our past bitter experience can, at best, should
only help us look for new road-maps…
That, Life carries with it the inherent potential of
outwitting the greatest of tragedies and sorrows…
That, Life is an eternal, bright promise…
If my
life has problems, if our society has problems… I must truly, truly, truly
believe that there are ways to solve these problems… And, I should have a blazing
desire to solve them… backed by my herculean will…
“Where there is a will, there is a way.” It is not a
meaningless mumbling of olden times…
There can never be a way, if there is no will…
Thus, every time, I tend to become bitter and frustrated,
and, thereby, cynical… I look up to the skies and say, “Hey, the dark clouds
are there on a temporary visit… Hang on there… The sky will be bright soon!”
My will does it…
My desire does it…
My zest does it…
My trust in the goodness people and life does it…
Cynicism
is the paralysis of our hearts… It
cripples us completely… Yes, unless we are strong-willed.
GERALD D’CUNHA
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