Lessons of Life (LOL)

I was crawling on the floor with my soft limbs. My knees all weary of being pressed against the hard surface and my arms quite worked up of being stretched for so long. All that I could see even through my peripheral vision were pale white tiles and two shiny black boots of daddy. I had to reach daddy, and for that, I was striding faster than my usual pace. As I was about to reach him, I was abruptly challenged in the middle. This toy which was carelessly left in my way always made me stumble! It didn't fright me to the point of running back though. I was brave. I sprinted ahead with the best of my skill, like a bull battling his enemy. Yet again, my hand slipped over the toy and I stumbled. It took me a while to get back on track and warn the toy that I would try again. Another limb forward, another push ahead, and soon I was near daddy, who warmly welcomed me. He picked me up in his arms and dusted off my tiny knees. The world appeared so much different from daddy

Chong was surrounded by a lot of people. And, it was a  common site now. This made me so uneasy. It wasn’t envy  or any personal grudge, except, in the deepest corners of  my soul, I just could not believe in what everyone else  seemed to do – his stories. Everyone in the town had started to regard him a lot. After  all he was the ‘chosen’ one by Tara herself, to help ‘revive  Tibetian Buddhism.’ He had started ‘preaching’ the core  concepts passed down by our Buddha. And, not just that,  he had also told everyone to unite against the Chinese  oppressive force. I believed in both, however, no one seemed to use their  own minds against his words anymore, as if he were  Amitabha Buddha! In the beginning, his words, being the true preaching of our  religion, felt like cool dew drops to my heat-stricken leaf-like mind. But, I could not come to terms with Goddess  Tara coming in his dreams every night and with the  concepts ‘spoken secretly by Buddha’ which I had never  heard of.

Listen to me, my son Its the time to say goodbye But, remember all my lessons And, don’t you dare to cry You have to be strong You are just losing me But, we all have suffered And, lost our country I want you to fight for Tibet To bring back it’s glory Follow my path And weave the same story Destroy the Chinese force And, make me proud I’ll be watching you do it From behind a cloud I’m going to Tara Mother will accept me I’ve fought for Tibet And died with dignity You take the bullet  Right at your chest But, like dad, be Fearlessness at its best. You appeal to the world Preserve Tibet’s magic Losing it than you Will be more tragic. Tell your mother  I haven’t died Just watered the tree Of Tibet’s pride Tell your children What you learn today - Water, to be And dedicated, to stay Tell your wife Never to pine, And to see you As a soldier, shine. Stay Blessed, son My last words w

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