Time is the master ultimately. In the long term, lush
green forests give way to barren deserts, mountains get broken, and mighty
boulders become puny, round, kickable pebbles. Nobody and nothing can have a
way against time. All we can do is to make the most of what has been given to
us on the scale of time, like one takes a fistful of water from a swift running
river. Splash a bit of it on your face, take a tiny sip to drink and sprinkle a
bit to play like a child. That’s what we can do at the most.
Even the oceans will dry one day, that’s time playing
football, scoring goals after goals. It plays the same trick with our life
also, and most significantly does the same to our relationships. The once
shining angels turn into dark angels, finally to become demons to be shunned
altogether.
But we have some choices here. We can stall the
rampant march of time over our lives. That’s what we can do with our
consciousness. Finally, it will have its say, no doubt about that. But we can
play our own interesting football with the fistful of time that we have in our
grasp.
Time will of course play its tricks by putting horns
on the heads of the smiling angels in our life. Things will surely change
through shift in situations, circumstances, needs, goals, ambitions and many
more. But we should try our level best to at least avoid the shining angels
from turning into full-throttle demons in our lives. Let time do its tyranny,
we can but stop the degradation of someone’s status in our life to become a
demon. It can be any relationship. Let’s fight against time’s tyranny and stop
a bit short of allowing someone become a full demon in our life.
Of course, the once shining angels cannot stay the
same forever. Things change. Circumstantial winds are too fast to allow the
wick glow steadily forever. It will shake in response to the weather elements.
It is helpless in that regard. Change, as we know, is the only law. But we can
avoid the time’s all-out tyranny in our lives. Allow the time only this much autocracy
to turn your angels into dark angels, nothing lower. An angel is still an
angel, and a dark angel is far better than a demon. The last one will give us
stabbing pain with its sadistic glee. The former will give a mild, tolerable
heartburn.
The demons in our life are far more damaging to our
own selves. A demon hardly cares about itself because it is a demon in our
perception only. Within itself our demon may be somebody’s shining angel for
the time being. So whose loss it’s in petting a demon in the mind?
If there is a demon in our life, it’s fed by our own
anger, guilt, hate or jealousy. It will harvest more of these to fatten itself
and pacify our ego through injured pride and bruised vanity. The equation of
anger, hate, guilt and jealousy is beyond the factor of ‘whose fault is this’.
All these are the same termites of the same species that eat into our physical
and mental fabric.
Life is far better without demons in our lives. Life
is a bed of roses with a few angels in our lives. It’s relatively worse with
dark angels in our life because they feed on mild doses of anger, hate, guilt
and jealousy born of our past with the angel-turned-dark angel. Life cannot be
perfect. But it shouldn’t be messed up altogether. So retain your angels as
long as you can and later on be kind and considerate enough to keep their
status relegated to dark angels only. Don’t allow further degradation to make
them demons because it comes at our own cost.
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