STILL STANDING!
I am the Eighth Born of the Eleven Children and one
of the Surviving Four Brothers and a Big Sister. Seven Brothers and Four
Sisters we were, in all. Ironically and strangely, the Eighth Child of Eight
years old who lost his Mother at Eight.
I do not understand the meaning of
this permutation! It was hard growing up in our neighbourhood as a child. Somehow,
it became all too common to be abused and insulted as a misfit by other kids who
always threw insults at me: as if I killed and ate my Parents.
Oh God, how I hated this scourge with all my heart,
every once in a while some dingily kid; reminded me in an insulting way about
my Departed Mother! I cried and sobbed from way deep down my heart without
showing any emotions while my heart remained scarred with irreparable tears of
sadness.
I grew up in Buried Pain of losing
Mother in my tender age. I have no idea, just what would have become of Me if
my Big Sister and Big Brother didn't come through and raised me. I owe every fibber of my life to them! Great is their Reward in Heaven for tendering this
young plant.
Fast Flying Grey Clouds of Time above my head;
continued in their Ordained Nature of Changing Climes and Seasons coaxing Multiple
Moons: adding days and hours into my young life! I was forced to learn how to
survive in this hostile World by circumstances way beyond my reach!
Life is a mystery which we'll never
ever learn to decode and transcribe into perceived edifice till we go down our
graves. Life happens and grows even faster from the most unimaginable places
and defies all common norms.
To be able to look over my shoulders and see all
the Sunsets and Horizons Past of my overexertion and over the years gives me palpitations
to run even faster in this Flight of Time! I Am Still Standing through the
Summer Rains and Ice-cold Wintry Droughts because of the Inherent Ticking Clock
to Survive inside my Heart and Soul.
I feel like a Giant standing on top
of the Highest Mountain and holding my own against the High-flying Winds strong
enough to bring the whole Fortified Fort down.
Going thru all kinds of ever-changing Seasons and
mystifying Climes has given me such strong headedness and Immovable Faith which
shatters all the Rocky Paths levelling all the Uneven Fields for me to march on
like a Victorious Warrior from the Fiercest War!
I defied the hands of Time by
remaining Standing against all odds. Therefore, I Stand having my Loins girt
about with the Truth and having on the Breastplate of Righteousness.
My sword drawn and at the ready, I remain Still,
and Stand against all Strange Fires shot in the dark by the Invisible Enemies:
God is my Eyes! Forever Leaning Forward Towards Life. I’m Still Standing!
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