And then, We win :)

Once upon a time, there was a man, Mr. Ali, known for his justice in all aspects of life. He was consulted by those around him for every single problem. He was the prime example of how to lead a life with best of everything while attaining human perfection. 

One of his most talked about art was his war skills. He was the master for confronting enemies upfront, battling the toughest of battles and never running away from the ground. Despite fighting him, the enemy as well acknowledged and praised his art. 

There was one particular thing which astounded his men, his army and his enemies alike. His sword was extremely sharp, quick and responsive. On the other hand, he rarely paid attention to training his horse for speed. His horse ran fast indeed, but not as fast as his sword fought the enemies.  

Since it was a common practice to focus on taming the horse as the best runner, the man seemed like an outlier. Curious and endlessly inquisitive about the wisdom behind it, one of his men once asked him. "Why Sir, is it that your sword is so sharp, so quick but your horse is of no match to its speed?". 

The man smiled and responded, "Because high speed horse will only aid me in either running away from the battle ground or running toward the war booty. Both of which, I don't believe in. I like meeting my enemy upfront, fighting the battle till the end. I don't believe in walking away. And for that, I need to focus on making my sword sharp. Nor my horse run faster,"

We all are placed in battlegrounds often. Some we win. Some we lose. And some, we continue fighting till the end. It is like a set of various battles we are indulging in simultaneously. They may or may not be brutal. They may even be very peaceful. Willingly or unwillingly, we all have been assigned the battles. Some, perhaps, we choose to fight. Some, we choose to ignore.  

The dilemma is, we spend more time taming our horses to seek refuge. We spend time seeking, exploring options and alternatives. We indulge in obsessions. We go at length to prepare an endless list of refugee camps for us in terms of places, people, and things. We run away even before confronting our enemies and our fears because we tame our horses to run faster than we tame our swords to fight. 

Often, we forget that the battles we have been assigned are by the One who loves us the most. We trust our horse power more than we trust His Endings to the battles we fight. We sharpen not the swords He gave us to fight; but the horses we created to run away from the field. 

We forget, that, joy lies in facing Life upfront. We forget, that, the battle is not necessarily a series of happening, dramatic unwanted circumstances. A battle can be a composition of mundane, stagnant waters of uncertainty. Hence, sharpening the sword of patience to fight the happening and not-so-happening battles alike is the bridge to who we are, who we want to be and who we become. 

Just the satisfaction of standing there in the battlefield, fighting each passing moment is the only way to Experience the Internal Satisfaction. It is the only justified then, to Look up Confidently and take pride in the fact that you tried and that is my Victory.