Do you feel like sometimes whatever you do to make things right it’s not enough? You try and keep on trying to make other people’s life easier and happier but ultimately, you get blamed for the things that you never did.
You feel like everyone’s fingers are pointing on you and you don’t even know why? People take advantage of your silence because you don’t want to hurt others by telling the truth. Every morning you get up hoping that it would be a good day and try to be positive but you overhear people saying lies about you and spreading gossips.
You feel like to shout on top of your voice saying to the whole world that you are innocent but all you can do is swallow your words and take shelter in the dark corner of a room. You feel like you are walking on the eggshells.
Do you feel like even if you are honest about each and everything, everyone will make you a liar because that is what they want for their reputation and benefits? Have you ever felt how cold the world can be?
Have you ever had an incident in your life which has affected youa lot later? Something, which is still fresh in your mind even if ithad happened a long time ago. A face that you cannot forget.
I have a story to tell you which has been haunting me since several years. I still remember the day when I was going to church with my mother and my little brother. I think I was twelve or thirteen years old. While walking, I saw a middle aged man, walking towards us. From a distance itself I had a feeling of uneasiness. When he came nearer I gave him a glance and I took my mother’s hand to hold in shock.
You must be thinking that he might have done something. Then, you are wrong. In this story, I’m the villainess. My behavior was totally based on his physical feature, his facial disfigurement. It was like he didn’t have a nose or mouth and those organs were all joined together to appear like a big mass on his face. I had never seen anyone like that before. The way I reacted after I saw him was so rude and unkind that he quickly walked past us bowing his head. But before he did that I saw disappointment and sadness on his face.
That night, I couldn’t sleep because I got scared of him. It didn’t occur to me at that time that I’m theone who had hurt him. Only thing that bothered me was his face. It took a few years and anursingdegree course to make me realize what wasthe cause for his disfiguredface. What I did was so wrong even though it was unintentional.
I still remember his face but the feelings are not the same. Regret has taken the place of fear. That was the first and the last time I saw him. I never got the chance to say sorry to him in person.This post is a confession and I would like to take this chance to say, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I was so ignorant and unkind that I behaved like that. I’m sorry that I judged you based on your face without knowing you in person. I’m sorry that I hurt your feelings when I looked away because I wanted to avoid you. I’m deeply sorry for what I have done.” So if you read this, I hope that you do, please take it as an apology from my heart.
Alone in a deep forest, Thinking about whether to protest, Against all discriminations and bias, Or to hide away and be pious. She saw innocents being crucified, Blamed and buried for something they had never tried, Powerful was taking advantage and pulling the strings, And then they claimed about their sufferings! The reality was reversed as people closed their eyes, The perpetrators said they were victimized, Now, how can she just be quiet? The perfect storm was in formation and she said to them, try it. -JMJ
What made you think that you are beautiful than others? Is that your face and an unblemished skin which has only a few days to expire?
What made you think that you are stronger than others? Is that the physical strength of your body which can be taken by an accident or a disease you acquire?
What made you think that you are superior to others? Is that your status and money which all can be gone by a heavy rain or a fire?
What made you think that you are higher than others? Is that your religion which is making you to conspire?
What made you think that you are above of any other human being in the world? Because the day you are buried in the ground, worms will have the pleasure of eating you without any discriminations or bias. -JMJ
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