Final Mercy

Now, this one is a bit different..

On mercy

Normally, I talk about perspective through the lens of fantasy. But, as the year is coming to a close and it has me contemplating about the role of mercy and kindness, even in people who annoy, betray and take your strawberry sunday for themselves, and leave feeling downer, than a dog after’s its told, no more bones for you mate..

So, how it happened?

Strong Abyss..

As, I was dealing with a bit of grief, had me a fight with an ancestor of mine called Father. Who spilled way too many beams my way. ( I was to blame partly, if I am being honest) So, I left to sob my steps under the stars, ran through the city, and found myself parkour-ing across the river thinking,

I thought I could have fought. But, a part of me knew. In a galaxy far away, even this ancestor of mine took me to a video game store once, and bought me a video game. ( I think it was adventure island.)

In the aftermath of this treason on my conscious, this video found me, which was talking about the following quote from Sir, Tolkien’s legendary series, LOTR.. (you know)

Gandalf to Pippin..

“Yet, my heart guessed that Frodo and Gollum would meet before the end. For good, or for evil. But, of Cirith Ungol I will not utter. Treachery, treachery I fear; treachery of that miserable creature. But, so it must be. Let us remember that a traitor may betray himself and do good that he does not intend. It can be so sometimes. Good night!”

What was the point of it all, that parkour, anger, and person of disinterest in your life?

Well, there is always a bit of good in people. If you have the eyes to see it. Mercy can lead to you through that treacherous strong abyss, that comes for everyone of us. One, that makes us a traitor to our cause. Be that peace, kindness, or trust. In a way I learned to walk again, that night.

Dreaming with stars, running hush-hush with those lamps complimenting this city on a slow crawl through prayers on a moon guided river. I learned to live again.. To wait by this passage in life, which is perhaps gathering winter fuel..

And to make my steps merry again, I shall think on strawberry sunday..

Addendum :

Normal service will resume in the new year, but if want to do something (movie or book recommendation), shoot me a message. But, if you want it here’s.

I read : The Consolation of Philosophy.. (movie, its always the Mummy 1999, this time of year or any time of the year if I am being honest)

Merry Christmas,

and have happy new year,

see you then, you’ve been kind..

Special Mentions :

Bear Sage - Thanks for dragon-slaying poems, and whatsapp group folks ( they are wholesome )..

Ananya Mahadevan - Thanks for the being miss wild and weird..

Mahmoud Owies - Thanks for the moos, ants, and pasta.. ( and troubling future historians with me )

Tejasvani Thakur - Thanks for the 🌷’s, Doraemon, Dostoevsky and magical pink 🚪 ..)