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I need to rant... and rant I will

By: psyxx | Posted Oct 10, 2008 | mindless ramblings | 778 Views | (Updated Oct 10, 2008 03:19 PM)

I must admit that I never subscribed to that "turn the other cheek" bit that Mahatma Gandhi propagated.


From birth to a major part of adult life, it was the same story... Do things for everyone else, fill in everyone else's void, give and not expect a thing in return and just keep the wheels rolling like a pack mule.... did it for a long time... a very long time


I used to be submissive, passive... meek! Until I had a wake up call and realized that the meek don't really inherit the earth, they only inherit a lot of pain and emptiness. Yes... being meek got me abused, accused, taunted, mocked, labeled and even assaulted a few times. Does the bible say "Blessed are the meek, for they inherit the earth"?


THE MEEK INHERIT NOTHING


As the instances piled on... I snapped! Realized that there's more to living that only giving and giving more. Like the rest of the world, even my clock will stand still one day. Life has to end. Living has to end. So why live only to give and not think about that person in the mirror? Where does all this giving leave me? Drained and Empty? A hollow aimless life of sacrifices and giving?


Yes there is a lot of pleasure in doing things for others but at the same time why do they only expect you to do? Do they spare a thought about what you must be going through? About your needs? Your individuality? YOU?


Look around see... Global recession, mass destruction, terrorism and every possible evil that man does to man. We are all living on borrowed time. A huge drama on which the curtain can fall any time. And NO ONE gets medals for sacrificing more than you need to sacrifice. There's no one waiting in the clouds to give you a huge hug and a pat on the back.


Saw an old lady at a crossing once... one look and you know she had had a decent upbringing and life... then why was she out there in the streets with an arm extended, asking for sustenance... you're intelligent enough to guess what must have gone down there...


So... I know that my script is already written but trust me God... there will be a change in plan... No more living only to make others happy... its time others are happy not for what I give them... but for what I do with ME... and MY ABILITIES


Survival of the fittest


~finis~


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