Words hold great power, power to reach deep inside the hearts, power to move people, power to resuscitate a person lying in a cascade or power to kill with out ever having to use a bullet and still eternally leave a person bleeding inside. With great power comes great responsibility. And with power as great as that of words, responsibility is even bigger.
Some people are more gifted with words when it comes to framing an emotion in mere black ink. These are the people who can either make someone feel very very special or who can really torment somebody with a mere expression written in the same black ink. I am one such person who has always abused his gift with words. I have been so careless about it that I have hurt people who would never even do as much as to annoy me let alone hurting me back (prime example is my best friend Chitranshi). But life teaches you a great many things and experiences force you to learn like that kindergarten teacher who refuses to give up.
I have been at the receiving end too. So I do understand what kind of scars words leave behind.
These scars are not visible on your wrists or any other part of your body but they leave you seething deep down. Like an endless barrage of stones being hurled at you. Cruel words hurt, mean words hurt, demeaning words hurt : more so when it comes from a person whom you thought could never hurt you. But it's not something that can't be rectified. A loving touch physical or in words can heal anything and everything in this world. Some take more effort and time but scars do go away. And if we realize the damage our words might have done to somebody, there is always an option and a responsibility to right the wrong done. But not everyone realize the damage they did or have the courage to rectify their mistakes. On my part I have always gone back and tried to undone the damage. Sometimes it gets difficult to pierce through the anger of the other person for me but I eventually find a way, after all what good I would be with words if I can't frame them to reach to someone's heart and for good.
Having realized the responsibility I have been given, I have corrected whatever I possibly could.
Heavy heart feels much lighter now. And that sense of responsibility makes me a ted bit wiser. So if you have a gift, make sure you use it to caress the scars and not leave behind invisible tokens of hurt on anyone's memory. Because God gives responsibility to only to those people who can bear it.
Some people are more gifted with words when it comes to framing an emotion in mere black ink. These are the people who can either make someone feel very very special or who can really torment somebody with a mere expression written in the same black ink. I am one such person who has always abused his gift with words. I have been so careless about it that I have hurt people who would never even do as much as to annoy me let alone hurting me back (prime example is my best friend Chitranshi). But life teaches you a great many things and experiences force you to learn like that kindergarten teacher who refuses to give up.
I have been at the receiving end too. So I do understand what kind of scars words leave behind.
These scars are not visible on your wrists or any other part of your body but they leave you seething deep down. Like an endless barrage of stones being hurled at you. Cruel words hurt, mean words hurt, demeaning words hurt : more so when it comes from a person whom you thought could never hurt you. But it's not something that can't be rectified. A loving touch physical or in words can heal anything and everything in this world. Some take more effort and time but scars do go away. And if we realize the damage our words might have done to somebody, there is always an option and a responsibility to right the wrong done. But not everyone realize the damage they did or have the courage to rectify their mistakes. On my part I have always gone back and tried to undone the damage. Sometimes it gets difficult to pierce through the anger of the other person for me but I eventually find a way, after all what good I would be with words if I can't frame them to reach to someone's heart and for good.
Having realized the responsibility I have been given, I have corrected whatever I possibly could.
Heavy heart feels much lighter now. And that sense of responsibility makes me a ted bit wiser. So if you have a gift, make sure you use it to caress the scars and not leave behind invisible tokens of hurt on anyone's memory. Because God gives responsibility to only to those people who can bear it.
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