turning to drugs is painful enough in itself.. in it's inception, addiction, withdrawal, and consequences.. any way you see it, a child needs complete love and trust to cope with it.. instead to lose a parent.. to blame your addiction on the loss.. to further be pulled under.. trying to negate those demons of guilt.. and loss.. and darkness.. punishing yourself.. painfully struggling for some healing touch.. and to somehow rise above it.. is that 'human'.. is that 'commendable'.. is that 'understandable'.. and the 'fragility' inside.. for who knows of the 'missing' strength.. the scars the trauma leaves.. to be able to cope with another death.. another illness.. to fight with your own demons.. along with the censure of all your loved ones.. and the public eye.. trying to live with oneself, is the worst test a person can go through.. and we, who point fingers so easily.. can we even imagine the blame inside desperately needing the balm of just one heart that understands.. none.. not a single one of us can imagine putting ourselves there.. and reaching the hearts of so many.. touching.. healing.. believing.. in humanity.. and the divinity inside..
every minute we are told to 'complete' our past.. in order to really 'live'.. and we don't let another human being do so.. we stand up in censure.. where did that come from? for where is the missing 'empathy' to stand up in support.. if we can look down on someone.. what stops us from looking up and commend the phenomenal effort it took to rise..
we all make mistakes.. each one of us.. Maharishi Valmiki was a dacoit first.. it's a fact.. he is also the author of the epic Ramayana.. that is also a fact.. people remember him as the author of the epic.. none negates his history.. but none blames him for it either.. including himself.. that is what I strongly believe.. if we are really good people and circumstances make us cruel.. we are never remembered for our goodness.. then why when mistakes evolve into goodness.. the mistakes continue to 'fester' in all our minds..
be proud of yourself.. and have faith in who you are.. for each man is a mirror.. for each man holding the stones..
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I honestly appreciate these posts, regardless of who they are meant for, cause as I take it they are meant for all. This one seems to be more specific. This one is far from my situation. So It would seem that I am not Mr. Sanjay Dutt. Nor was I in the previous post.
I realize that now. But thank you for sharing. I am ever so grateful that I did mistake the previous post to be directed at me. Cause on that day my mistake was perfectly timed. Your post really meant a lot to me on that day.
Thank you Zarih
I am really sorry for the 'presumptuous' title.. yes, these posts are universal.. and that I could touch your heart.. to make a difference in that one moment, when you need the realization in another's eyes.. means a lot to me.. thank you
relax friend,
no need to apologize, there was nothing in the title that was presumptuous. You made a difference. You brightened my day.
When your heart is in the right place, you shouldn't feel the need to accommodate because someone takes it the wrong way. If they ask for clarification, you may find that you weren't as clear as you had thought. But the confused being should understand after talking it out knowing that the next time you attempt to enlighten those of us who seek it, that you may take into consideration an alternate choice of words with clarity as your goal.
You are caring, empathetic, and compassionate. Had I not been able to understand that in reading your posts...it would be myself who needs to change.
you are a beautiful soul
thank you for sharing with the reader.
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in the veil of 'anonymity' and 'strangeness'.. silent symphonies sometimes orchestrate into breathtaking music.. reaching a soul crescendo, impossible to replicate, imagine, or play again.. thank you, for recognizing the 'music' within..
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