Speaking Mute - 007 - "folklore"

 

As this week was full of ups and downs in a rhythmic manner, something constant was the 'folklore' album by Taylor Swift. Thanks to that album, which made me name this episode. The continuous swings of life made me narrate a story for which I have already written a poem. Life in circus is something you can check out before you read this. There will be a meaning or explanation for that. This is ‘The Speaking Mute', an oxymoronic way of saying what my thoughts are.

Once upon a time,, there was a warrior in the forest who defeated bears and lions with his bare hands. He ate their meat and somehow survived in those places. He was alien to other things. One day, a Roman general came and saw his fight with a lion. He was impressed and took that person's capture to fight in the Colosseum.

He used to not go on the road in general. The General made him an expert in this person and made him learn those skills of the sword and fighting. When he disobeyed, he had a whip with iron nails that would strike his back and tear his skin. The fear of those nails made him work.

He then wore that armour and weapons and fought those warriors who came against him. He would make them dead or unconscious to win them. All those Romans would clap and throw those flowers at him. He thought that he had achieved something. The expert hugged him. olive leaf crown. He then forgot those iron nails and worked for those moments. He was victorious for a time, and then D-Day came.

An African warrior forced him to his feet one day, with heavy bruises that would not allow him to walk again. The expert cried, hugging him after the match, and he said, "I would train and try again."

He worked hard, but he squandered this opportunity. The head thought not to disturb him, so he left him where he belonged. In the forest from which he was taken He didn't eat anything. All he needed were those claps, those flower showers, and those olive leaf crowns.

Slowly, lions and bears in the forest started to hunt him down. But he said to those animals, "I didn't fight you because I didn't want to." It doesn't mean that you can hunt me down.'

Again, he broke the bones of those animals and shooed away

An owl, which had watched all his life, came to him and said, "A king is always a king, even when he doesn't have land."

The story has a simple narrator, but the moral is what matters. Suffering is eternal. But that doesn't mean you will run away or stop fighting for those suffering. Sometimes all seems too disinterested and I want to be left alone, but when all fails, hope is the only one who lives.

Still, I have those questions till I have those answers.

1. Why is there a need for suffering when you think it is over and you will not achieve something? 
2. Why is Karma being ruthless? 
3. Is life just a series of ups and downs?

I leave these questions to the readers as I still haven't found answers or even questions to be understood. All we can hope for is the best. Sometimes a good ending Let's there be hope for that. But understand that a sad ending doesn't mean a bad ending.