The Initiator

This song reminds me of the Initiator of change in my life. So here, I title this post The Initiator.

♫♪ You Raise Me Up – Westlife ♫♪ 

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

Being a 12^th grader is no small thing. Add to it the various number of things I have to keep hidden, including you, it becomes a burden. Not the keeping silent part. I am actually good at it and also I am one badass liar. I can look you in the eye and not falter. Being a strong person, if I may say that for myself, I don’t find it hard to subdue the turmoil, also I  don’t need to vent immediately. The downside is that anger rests on my nose(direct translation of a hindi phrase, might be awkward. I don’t like sharing much about me, I see my friends tell every little detail of their lives to each other and I just sit like a deaf and dumb person. I do like to talk, though, important things, nothings, your dreams, my dreams, and seek escape in that land. Just sitting on a doorstep with you silently is the best conversation. And after that, though my troubles won’t disappear, I surely acquire enough strength from you.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

Mountain climbing? Sea faring? You can’t give me an actual challenge, can you? Because from where I see things, it seems cake walk. You, so mighty, so tall, so fair. Resting on your shoulders I have the top view of the world. It feels like I can rearrange every miniature detail about this land. This is more than I could imagine accomplishing by myself. But probably saying that is not right either. It’s the initiators work you did. And the rest of it, I shall carry it on, myself, because you have made me able enough.

For where I am, I thank you. From up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. Erm, oh well I am a kid.

Live and let die

I am a Gemini.
I change faster than you can say the word "change"
Do not object to me calling me fake,
I am adaptable. 

My identity is not lost;
I know where my loyalties lie
But at times,
I have to be different,
Not to fit in
But to get my way 

Do not denounce me for what I am with another
Be happy with what I am with you
That's is all you should care about
I do not appreciate unnecessary medling in my life

Live and let live

Or maybe, I'll live and let die.

Does The End Justify The Means?

Cool enough, with striking irony, but if you think a little, it’s one of the stupidest comparisons.

If you believe in your cause, have traced how it might end up to be, and you are happy with the result, still you hesitate to take the necessary steps, however difficult, then you are intervening with Her Highness Mother Nature itself.

Again I would refrain from quoting a personal experience and stick to popular literature instead.

Harry Potter (Obviously, it has got something on every subject)

Dumbledore made it quite clear that he had raised Harry as a pig for slaughter. As cruel as it may sound, it was necessary and the sacrifice had to be made. Imagine how it must have hurt the poor old man. Strong heart, he must have. Even the 17 year old boy who was on the verge of impending death understood this and was ready for it, he walked towards his end himself. He had been raised to be prepared for it. The means met its end

and he sustained.

That explains well how carrying out your plan at any cost will go in your favour. Plus it tells us that Dumbledore made smartass guesses.

Brisingr ( Inheritance Cycle )

To overthrow Galbatorix and establish the reign of peace among the races of Alagaesia.

Fight = inevitable

Blood and slaughter, those were the means. What then, when the ghosts of your victims haunt your night’s sleep? Can a potential threat, who had sworn fealty to your enemy, however against his will, be spared? Is taking that risk wise at the stake of your life, which by the way is the last hope of achieving your established goal? Kill the bastard.

But never lift a finger who are powerless over you. Eragon could not being himself to lift a finger against Sloan, the traitor.

If your end is justified, so is your means of achieving it. It must be remembered though, you must take a step out of line only if absolutely necessary.

Once you start doing things that are against the well defined principles, your guilt is sure to come. That guilt can drive you to insanity. In moments like those, remember what cause drove you towards your unruly task. If it still seems worth it, hold back your tears, loosen that knot in your chest and accept what you have done.

What has to be done should be done. Without any exceptions. Heartlessly, though thoughtfully.

In the name of THE GREATER GOOD.