Forgiveness
My dear friend, you wronged me, but I choose to forgive.
I choose to forgive not because I do not care,
But because I care enough to understand we have different identities, cultures, personalities, perspectives and views in life which built us - influenced us to become of what we are today.
We were not born under the same roof to comprehend each other- eye to eye, so why should I hold grudges?
Who am I to make an opinion of what you did? As I too, have made mistakes in the past and wanted to be pardoned for.
I choose to forgive you. I choose to make armistice between us, so that we can move on. To cooperate, to sit down and put our differences on the table to make it work between us.
Within conflict, there’s only trouble. Nothing good comes out of it. Once it starts, more comes. When more comes, more are created. I will not have peace of mind, and neither would you.
We have responsibilities ahead; how would we get them done if these chaotic behaviors remain on our minds?
How would we even concentrate to do daily task if our arguments remain loud in our heads?
Grudges silently decline health in ways we do not see at once.
No, my friend. Let’s make things right. Let the sun rise between us again. Let the dark clouds pass by. Mute the sound of the thundering storm. We became friends for a reason. You were there for me when I needed you the most. I was there for you when you needed me the most.
What’s the point of arguing – when we could be laughing, having a cool time and awesome day right now?
So, let’s make it right. I forgive you.
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