
"If being kind is a sin...then I am Devil"
Cribbing over what’s bad has been our holy habit. Cursing the mishaps, ogling over
others success…… on goes the list. Have the folks ever understood why Jesus bore the Cross?
Why Rama went to exile? Why Krishna murdered his mother's brother? Why Prophet sacrificed
his son?
I guess most of us know the answers. And most of us haven’t understood it.
Travelling upon life I found two paths
Proving Satan right, making Satan God.
Both were evil, one necessary other justification
Evil it is, evil it is not, evil’s rationalization
A path with doctors tearing through heart
Traumatizing students will to power.
Are you ever burdened with the load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy, you are called to bear
Sacred sin's cry of desolation,
Uh-oh the contravening desperation.
It nullifies the truth, justifies the good.
Explains incarnations, victory over hood.
Count your many blessings, name them one by one
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.
A situation...hypothetical one, Shyam a police officer was sent for an encounter. His orders were
to kill the terrorists as he saw them. He captured a terrorist and was about to behead him when he
saw his face. It was his father...
He backed off with tears in his eyes because he didn’t have the courage to decide his father’s
fate. He found his duty overpowering his emotions. He raised the gun to his temple with
trembling hands. Sweat embossed his forehead. He then made up his mind and bent down to
touch his father’s feet and said,”Only one of us can do our duty”. And raised his father’s gun to
his own head and pulled the trigger. We lost an officer.
But do we realize he just missed an opportunity to dawn the honesty on his very family for the
sake of goodwill.
We are not ready for the sacred sin.
Cribbing over what’s bad has been our holy habit. Cursing the mishaps, ogling over
others success…… on goes the list. Have the folks ever understood why Jesus bore the Cross?
Why Rama went to exile? Why Krishna murdered his mother's brother? Why Prophet sacrificed
his son?
I guess most of us know the answers. And most of us haven’t understood it.
Travelling upon life I found two paths
Proving Satan right, making Satan God.
Both were evil, one necessary other justification
Evil it is, evil it is not, evil’s rationalization
A path with doctors tearing through heart
Traumatizing students will to power.
Are you ever burdened with the load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy, you are called to bear
Sacred sin's cry of desolation,
Uh-oh the contravening desperation.
It nullifies the truth, justifies the good.
Explains incarnations, victory over hood.
Count your many blessings, name them one by one
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.
A situation...hypothetical one, Shyam a police officer was sent for an encounter. His orders were
to kill the terrorists as he saw them. He captured a terrorist and was about to behead him when he
saw his face. It was his father...
He backed off with tears in his eyes because he didn’t have the courage to decide his father’s
fate. He found his duty overpowering his emotions. He raised the gun to his temple with
trembling hands. Sweat embossed his forehead. He then made up his mind and bent down to
touch his father’s feet and said,”Only one of us can do our duty”. And raised his father’s gun to
his own head and pulled the trigger. We lost an officer.
But do we realize he just missed an opportunity to dawn the honesty on his very family for the
sake of goodwill.
We are not ready for the sacred sin.
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