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Scars!

By Lakshmi Prabha S


The world may prevail through energy, although our lives prevail from our own scars labelled "errors, mistakes and flaws". Flaws and humans pertain alike a bird with feathers that cannot be detached until time exists. We are keen enthusiastic while amassing our destination, also why we are ashamed of flaws? Does a rose ashamed of its thorns either a tree ashamed of its root? Nevertheless! Rose peeps elegant until it's hauled by a thorn, Tree affords shadow until it's wielded by the roots. Correspondingly, flaws subsist as a thorn to attain one's destination, errors transpire as the wielded roots to accomplish one's expectation. Later the above justification, many minds may reap a question, If flaws are contemplated as promising, why it should be chastised? Yes, of course! Neither recognized nor unidentified, mistaken should get penalized. Gold gets moulded only when it's scorched, "To be gold, endorse the flaws". Change is an unchange of all. One who accepts their flaws are the flawless in this macrocosm.



Why do we deny to abide scars? Because of the word, "anxiety". Fear of unknown, fear of future, fear of past, fear of love, fear of zero and latter, fear of oneself. Worthless exist unknown, future doesn't exist, past cannot be rewritten indeed, it's okay to commence from zero and self-love is an adequate path towards fortune. Provoke the action of karma towards welfare, What we sow is to be reaped. The lamp is recognised by its karma of scars. To lend a light, it flushes itself. To enlight their vision, one should scorch themselves with self-love and should be delightful of scars. Every sole one of us would indeed withstand abandoned, wicked, ignorant and weird at a certain period because of flaws. Although, the fact is the recreation of self from a deformity with a mass retort of a promising version of self. Unless one's recreation, one can never value the scars, how valuable it is!


By Lakshmi Prabha S




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