He came to me with eyes seething in anger and
hatred. He wanted to hurt me with some modern weapon in his hand. The night was
dark as the skin of a cobra, hissing through the sounds of winds.
My baby was
sleeping peacefully in my arms. He gave a look to us and something changed in
his eyes. I could see it was compassion. Yes, it could not have been anything
different. His hand lowered for a second and then came a voice, “They didn’t
show pity on our women and kids”. His love suddenly vanished and the anger came
surging back. In a flash I heard the blast and two holes pierced in our bodies.
My baby died quietly in my arms but I died with my eyes on him. There was no
anger or hatred in his gaze, but pain lot of pain. Pain that connected me to
him in my final breath and I forgave him.
I wish our deaths soothed his pain but I knew it
only got increased. He’ll understand that but it will be too late. Until he meets me
again in some other world!
Well expressed..Thanks for the post :)
ReplyDeleteVery deep and profound insight. The emotion and spirituality conveyed here is out of world. Your are indeed a rare soul.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you understood the spirituality behind it.. That was the real intention.. Thanks Ravish :)
DeleteYes, sometimes very late to even regret. Nicely told Roohi.
ReplyDeleteI believe everybody gets to understand the wrong they commit and everybody gets the chance to repent whether in this life or another, Indrani.
DeletePoignantly expressed.
ReplyDeleteThanks Matheikal :)
DeleteDeep, dark and intense....brings a chill and a calm in you all together...
ReplyDeleteReally Datta.. Thanks for appreciating.. I felt that its too dark but this is an important story as I often wonder this scenario as it happens during the times of violence.. what goes into the mind of a victim as well as the terrorist during those flash of seconds.. for when everyone of us is connected than so do they..
DeleteVery touching, Roohi.
ReplyDeleteWish there was no such violence...
I wish so too Anita.. but humans are too complex and full of baseless greed and ego.. this is unavoidable unless everyone become a saint :)
DeleteScary and touching!
ReplyDeleteyes it is Nidhi.. Thanks for reading still :)
Deleteit is never easy to forgive
ReplyDeleteI was wondering nobody touched this point until you.. as it sounds unrealistic.. nobody is that great to forgive the killer esp. of one's offspring.. But wouldn't Buddha have done that..
DeleteNice and precise tale.
ReplyDeleteThanks Abhijit..
DeletePrecise, dark, rutheless tale explained explicitly. Splendid writing Roohi.
ReplyDeleteThanks Shweta as I have written above it is very important story I want to tell in many different ways :)
DeleteVery well said.
ReplyDeleteThanks Manogna..
Deletevery nicely expressed Roohi..scared to even think for our own babies..wat abt those mothers who went thru this in reality..brings a chill
ReplyDeleteTrue Anu.. This is reality for many and so its scary..
ReplyDeleteThat was beautifully told. The look of pain on his face made her forgive him.... that was so well said.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tulika :)
DeleteA scary moment captured in a way that makes us think through the fear.
ReplyDeleteThat's the power of fiction, Lollipop :)
DeleteIt is so great to harbour no hatred or anger and to forgive. In my religion we are not allowed to take revenge, we should forgive if we want to be forgiven. It is sometimes so difficult. Thank you for this story.
ReplyDeleteWil, ABCW
Compassion and forgiveness are true religion in itself, Wil. They seem difficult because of our own ego, the vile 'I' otherwise nothing is easier than being compassionate..
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