It was war. War means loss. Loss in terms of blood, soldiers, dear ones, and sometimes feelings. War means loss. The Sun was about to set. The war wasn’t. Kayo was sitting on a rock watching the devastation and bloodshed on the battlefield. He was the General and Leading the army. But he was silent and still, holding his sword upright. He belonged to a warrior clan. He seemed little frown. The real war was going inside his mind. On and off. Between past and present. He closed his eyes and swing back to past. In a sudden flash he sees himself holding Marsha’s hands. He felt tenderness of her hands and in the next moment suddenly the scene was flashed. Today He saw those tender hands chopping his soldier’s body with both hands. A total destroyer. With a feeling of blood that came over him in battlefield, he opens his eyes. Looks at pale sky and asks. He asks without words. His eyes look like striking thunderbolt on sky. Wind blows with smell of blood around. Suddenly Tear rolled down from his eyes. He saw that little dot on sand. With wounded hand, he tries to catch it as he lost something. He recalls his losses. They were huge. His existence interrogated him many questions today. Why war? What is the reality of this duel? What will he achieve? What will be the outcome?
This is second last post, conveying that creation and destruction are connected with our emotions. After draining all our energy, negative emotions leaves us empty. But then there’s always a new beginning waiting for us. Stay Strong.
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