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Being Righteous with Wrong

Excerpt from Immortals of Meluha by Amish Tripathi (First part of Shiva Triology) -

When Shiva decides to fight against Evil by collaborating with Good who were waiting for him from years.
After dreadful massacre and victory, he realizes that the losing Evilious enemy was also waiting for him to make them victorious over Evil by being on their side.
It turned out to be just a matter of chance for who got hold of Shiva first and fed him with Goodness of their civilization and Evilness of other civilization. 
At this point, Shiva realized that none of them were evil, they were just Different.

Isn't it a difficult feeling when you fight for something which you so much believed to be right, turns out NOT to be the only right thing!!!
Suddenly all strength you drawn to fight that one cause seems so meaningless. 
It's not ego, it's not lack of intellect to judge, still it went wrong and it hurts. Not because it has defied the cause, it pains because it has hurt so many hopes and feelings of those who were directly or indirectly hoping to see their changed destiny through your efforts.
It's frustrating because it's you who has to be responsible of whatever good comes out of it or the worst. You can't point fingers as it was your ultimate decision. It's your conscience which screams, while others either follow or blame.

Yet being righteous is to keep fighting for Cause which appeal to your conscience not to people around you. They will be with you if event turns out to be in their favor... And every outcome is going to be someone's favorite desire, isn't it?

Similar situations we face quite often in our lives, probably of lower intensity or less damageable situations, though resultant pain or happiness is same.

We can't get over it, it sticks like a leach - draining our mind out of peace, slowly but painfully, but not easily detachable. NOT detachable without using salt / hot water which is again a painful process. 
But what helps in bearing this pain, is the realization that there is another greater fight to get relieved from a Pain while you let this pain pass through.
We willfully accept it ... Acceptance of pain as part of process for something which is too painful to bear !

So point is - we have to accept ourselves where self is inclusive of all our deeds, mistakes, decisions. Because unless we do that, we can't move on to something more important. It would be painful but less painful than not accepting ourselves.

No one else would be able to understand feelings of you.
Since feelings being very subjective term, it can neither be justified objectively nor attainable on other's behalf. Your feelings belong to you & only you. You can't cause pain or bring happiness to anyone without their own desire to get hurt or be happy and no one can do that to you without your submission to get that done to yourself.

So Only justice we can do to self is to be righteous in accepting ourselves and move on.
When I accept myself, I stand for myself for whatever I am, for whatever my identity is, for whatever I have done to me or others.
Because
Unless I accept, I can't forgive.
Unless I forgive, I can't move on.
Unless I move on, I can't improvise.
Unless I improvise, I can't be righteous.
 
Power of Being Righteous is only with Humans, because they understand - "Things get messed up !!!".
 
With love
Dedicated to my dearly and loving Parents
Happy Anniversary Mommy - Papa

(8 May, 1984)

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