I once said, if we lose a battle, it does not mean that we will go on to lose the war. That is a lesson I hope I am able to re-learn.
Yes, I got beaten...but I am yet to be checkmated....but only if I learn to pick myself up again. I may have to retreat for a while, lie low, and allow the wounds to heal. And while I try to recover, it is the time to reflect and re-think of the next moves.
A defeat is never sweet...
I read somewhere that within each and everyone of us, there is a pain thermometer with a scale of 1-10. Each trauma will hit a certain number which can leave us despondent, and anguished. But many a time, we will not do anything about the pain because of fear. We try to tolerate...and we try to bear...as long as we can. However, if the pain hits a 10...only then will we be able to shake off the paralysing fear, and do something about it.
Did I hit a 10? I think so.
All the years of hard work, and sweet success had come undone...It did feel like being jolted by a quake and then engulfed by a tsunami. And the natural instinct was to take flight...or find a hole and hide.
But I am not a coward...I think I am not one to jump ship or bail out. A captain can go down with an ailing ship...or he can roll up his sleeves and start bailing the water...whatever it takes.
I have stood up, and be held accountable.
But to be fair...I have not been offered the sword...so there is still shreds of hope and faith left.
The Samurai code...and now...I am learning something new too...Ji (from Sun Tzu's Art of War). I am preparing to go for many uphill battles...so with 'Tao'. 'Tien', 'Di', 'Jiang' and 'Fa'...I may learn to be ready.
Dear God,
Please give me strength of mind and spirit, and the moral courage to go on.--Ameen
Friday, January 16, 2009
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