TO HOLD GRUDGES, I NEED NOT COURAGE

















Pic.: Aruna Anand



“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” 

― Jalaluddin Rumi


I am a great believer in the theory: “Time heals”.
The reason why, like most around me, the doubt, sometimes, creeps in me is… because, the wounds seems to remain open for a long, long time.

Well, all wounds have been caused through our strained relationships… through our egos and arrogance, through our hatred and revenge… through our hurts and our inability to forgive, let go… through our suppressed pain and anger… through our misunderstandings and ignorance…

So, take away this ignorance, all else will fall in place…

To get healed, I should have the burning thirst to be healed. It starts with me, not with the other person… my so-called ‘enemy’ or ‘oppressor’ or ‘tormentor’.

I am my worst enemy… I am my worst oppressor… I am my worst tormentor.

Till I am not out of my own prison, I cannot be out of the other person’s prison…

The more I long for healing, the faster it is going to come… The more I hold on to my wounds – my anger and hurts – the longer I am going to stay in prison and pain…

“The emotion that can break your heart is, sometimes, the very one that heals it,” says Nicholas Sparks.

I agree. If hurt and anger can break my heart, the same emotions can mend my heart, too. All that I need to do is to ‘see’… to ‘recognize’ what, by holding on to those emotions, happens to me. That’s all.

And, what if the other person is not willing to forgive me? What if he swears to take revenge on me?

To see this person with compassion calls for inner light, true courage… true intent. I call it the spiritual strength. To hold grudges, I need no courage… I just need some wild animal instinct…

Yes, Time passes… and, with that, just as our legs and arms do, our hearts get healed, too.

I am willing to wait… I am willing to endure the pain. After all, suffering is my choice, isn’t it?


GERALD D’CUNHA

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

MUTHU KODI KAWARI HADA

Image
Pic.; Ashwin Mohta M y Hindi was always bad. It still is. One reason for this was, that they introduced Hindi for us only in 6 th standard. Or, was it in 8 th ? I don’t remember… I only remember struggling to write and read… leave alone speak! But, I loved Hindi movies, and, strangely, I could understand the dialogues and the lyrics of the songs… I used to sing those songs (of course when no one was around me!) as if I was the lyricist… One of the songs was a very funny one. ‘Muthu Kodi Kawari Hada’. It was from Mehmood’s super-hit comedy – ‘Do Phool’. I was a 15-year-old high-school boy when I had heard that song (not watched the movie). I could grasp the meaning of two words – ‘Muthu Kodi’… which meant ‘Give kiss’… But, what ‘Kawari Hada’ meant, I have no clue till date! It was just like ‘Why this kolaveri di’... Yes, why ask? Simply enjoy the beats… And, the beats are great… The rest... Who cares? Really! So, whatever bit of Hi...
Read more

SELLING MIRRORS IN THE CITY OF THE BLIND

Image
“I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. I laugh when I hear that people go on pilgrimage to find God.” - Kabir T here is a universal human weakness – and it dates back to the days of fallen civilizations – and it is: to place people on pedestal and trying to be smothered by them, feel loved and protected in their company… worship them as mentors, heroes,  gurus, Mahagurus and Satgurus… Make these mortals larger-than-life cut-outs, worship them as flawless, pure and give one’s all… And, then, ‘take’ everything from them blindly as divine… Give everything to them blindly… Eventually, what happens is:  one more dangerous bondage… What was supposed to free you now becomes a new prison… It’s sad to see this happen! T his room, where I am writing this Post, has no image of any deity. I have no image of any Guru or Master around me… My question is: “Am I not able to feel close to Almighty God?  How ...
Read more

"HAPPILY EVER AFTER IS NOT A FAIRY-TALE... IT IS A CHOICE"

Image
“Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone… It has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.” – Ursula K. Le Guin,  The Lathe of Heaven T welve years ago, when Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie got married, the world began to hail the couple as ‘Brangelina’. It became a fashion for couples around us to call themselves so… Norbert and Teresa renamed them as ‘Noresa’…  Amol and Vishaka baptized their relationship as ‘Amoshka’… and, Salman and Nargis became ‘Salgis’! I and my wife, too, got tempted to re-christian our matrimonial relationship as ‘Germa’... That is, Gerald and Anima, to be precise! B efore I proceed any further, let me make it very clear, here… that, I have no business to judge on the break-up of Brad Pitt and Angelina’ Jolie’s marriage. I have no inclination to go into why, how, what when etc behind it… The couple ‘chose’ to split. And, it’s their choice… Only they know how good or bad… how joyful or pain...
Read more
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...