Sometimes Life thrusts into our hands unjust and unkind choices, and forces us to make a decision because in the delicate balance of our priorities, one side maybe a millimetre lower than the other.

And then we pretend that such choices don’t trouble us, we pretend that our pains don’t hurt us, and we trudge along, putting them behind us, and try to think no further till the next similar hurdle.

Each such hurdle leaves an unforgettable scar on us, since they tear us apart as we face them, and the scar becomes a lesson for us to draw out later on when we are beyond them, and recite to others.

But then, the one thing that would keep us from falling apart and give us the courage to proceed is the thought that we tried our best to be kind, to be just and to save others from disaster.