Time heals all wounds, they say. I say, not. Does time really heal? I am not talking about literal, physical wounds here. But those caused to your feelings. Those which stirred your emotions. Those caused to you by someone who you never expected would do it to you. Does time really heal? Have you thought about it deeply? Well, I have and I have come to conclude that time doesn't heal. It only creates a layer over the wound. It helps the pain diminish, but not vanish. And beneath the layer, the wound remains hidden, even from the injured. The wound is hidden util the real healing takes place. The real healing?
To explain this a little clearer, let me put this across through an example. Suppose you had a close friend. Both of you were like one soul in two bodies. The friend deceives you. You are broken into a hundred pieces as a result of the friend's actions. The friend falls out and doesn't get back to you. Your feelings are hurt. You are wounded. Time flows. The same time that has created a layer over your wound. The same time that has kept your friend, or the incident away from your memories. One fine day, you come across something related to that friend and your friendship. All what you haven't been thinking about for quiet a long time rushes back to you. The memories rush back to you. You recall the friend and the incident that has turned you either bitter or indifferent towards your long forgotten friend. Tell me if I am wrong, but you still feel at least the pin-prick of a pain in the wound hidden by the time's layer. Time has failed to heal.
Now, time has flown again. The wound is again covered by the time's layer. On your 25th birthday, you open your Facebook account. You find two friend requests, eight messages and 53 notifications. As a habit, you click on the notifications first. It's all about people wishing you birthday on your timeline, the photos you have been tagged in and some stupid game invitations. Your pointer moves towards the friend requests. One is an unknown guy with one mutual friend. The profile picture shows him looking away from the camera as if he is unaware of the photo being clicked. But it clearly is a selfie. You click on ignore and look at the next request. The profile picture shows a cute little baby sitting on a giant flower. The name makes your heart skip a beat and causes a lump in your throat. You look at it in disbelief. It is the same friend. The pain returns. See, time has still not been successful in healing. You are confused now. You do not know whether to accept or reject the request. You stare at it for what seems like an hour, but in reality just two minutes. The pointer moves towards ignore, but you sigh and do nothing about it. You move on to the messages. One but all are wishes from close friends and relatives. What about 'that' one? As you, the reader have guessed it right, it is a message from the friend. What does it say? Well, you read the message that goes:
"My dear, how are you? It's been really long time. Hope you still remember me. I know it is hard to forget. Hard to forget whatever I have done to you. I have hurt you a lot. I have realized my mistake. I realize what I have lost. You were my bestest friend for five long years. And then, I don't know what had gotten into me. Everyday I curse that stupid moment when I acted weird. I regret what I have done to you. I am really sorry dear. I don't even have the right to apologize. And I know it's hard to forgive. Still, I am sorry. If you ever think we could be friends again, kindly accept my friend request. Wish you a very happy birthday"
There it ends. You are shocked by what you have just read. A gush of emotions thrusting from the gut choke you. You feel angry, happy and sad, all at the same time. You want to scream at your friend for all these years of agony. You want to hug the friend tight at the same time. Your anger wants to reject the friend request. But deep inside you have not enough words to thank God. You are grateful to yourself for not having ignored the request. You accept the request and think of all the beautiful words you could gather to reply to your friend.
Let us leave the story there and cut to the chase. Yes. Time doesn't get credits for healing, it goes to the few regretful, guilt smeared words of the person who has caused the wounds coming from the bottom of his/her heart, the essence of repentance that you can sense when the person apologizes with head hung down. That's the moment when the wound heals. No matter how long it takes.
There are two kinds of people. One, who still feels hatred towards the person and the other whose heart melts. The wound is healed for both of them with the only difference being, the former feels a sense of revengeful happiness and the latter feels the rush of compassion. And not to disappoint some of you, there is also a third category who is just so emotionless as for all the apologies to leave them all the more indifferent.
Let's not dismay the 'TIME' factor by totally disregarding it. Well, time does play an important role. The question is how? Well, it is the time that has stimulated that change in your friend which has made the person regret and apologize. Thus I conclude that time doesn't really heal any wound. Rather, it becomes a factor in an indirect way. True or not?
To explain this a little clearer, let me put this across through an example. Suppose you had a close friend. Both of you were like one soul in two bodies. The friend deceives you. You are broken into a hundred pieces as a result of the friend's actions. The friend falls out and doesn't get back to you. Your feelings are hurt. You are wounded. Time flows. The same time that has created a layer over your wound. The same time that has kept your friend, or the incident away from your memories. One fine day, you come across something related to that friend and your friendship. All what you haven't been thinking about for quiet a long time rushes back to you. The memories rush back to you. You recall the friend and the incident that has turned you either bitter or indifferent towards your long forgotten friend. Tell me if I am wrong, but you still feel at least the pin-prick of a pain in the wound hidden by the time's layer. Time has failed to heal.
Now, time has flown again. The wound is again covered by the time's layer. On your 25th birthday, you open your Facebook account. You find two friend requests, eight messages and 53 notifications. As a habit, you click on the notifications first. It's all about people wishing you birthday on your timeline, the photos you have been tagged in and some stupid game invitations. Your pointer moves towards the friend requests. One is an unknown guy with one mutual friend. The profile picture shows him looking away from the camera as if he is unaware of the photo being clicked. But it clearly is a selfie. You click on ignore and look at the next request. The profile picture shows a cute little baby sitting on a giant flower. The name makes your heart skip a beat and causes a lump in your throat. You look at it in disbelief. It is the same friend. The pain returns. See, time has still not been successful in healing. You are confused now. You do not know whether to accept or reject the request. You stare at it for what seems like an hour, but in reality just two minutes. The pointer moves towards ignore, but you sigh and do nothing about it. You move on to the messages. One but all are wishes from close friends and relatives. What about 'that' one? As you, the reader have guessed it right, it is a message from the friend. What does it say? Well, you read the message that goes:
"My dear, how are you? It's been really long time. Hope you still remember me. I know it is hard to forget. Hard to forget whatever I have done to you. I have hurt you a lot. I have realized my mistake. I realize what I have lost. You were my bestest friend for five long years. And then, I don't know what had gotten into me. Everyday I curse that stupid moment when I acted weird. I regret what I have done to you. I am really sorry dear. I don't even have the right to apologize. And I know it's hard to forgive. Still, I am sorry. If you ever think we could be friends again, kindly accept my friend request. Wish you a very happy birthday"
There it ends. You are shocked by what you have just read. A gush of emotions thrusting from the gut choke you. You feel angry, happy and sad, all at the same time. You want to scream at your friend for all these years of agony. You want to hug the friend tight at the same time. Your anger wants to reject the friend request. But deep inside you have not enough words to thank God. You are grateful to yourself for not having ignored the request. You accept the request and think of all the beautiful words you could gather to reply to your friend.
Let us leave the story there and cut to the chase. Yes. Time doesn't get credits for healing, it goes to the few regretful, guilt smeared words of the person who has caused the wounds coming from the bottom of his/her heart, the essence of repentance that you can sense when the person apologizes with head hung down. That's the moment when the wound heals. No matter how long it takes.
There are two kinds of people. One, who still feels hatred towards the person and the other whose heart melts. The wound is healed for both of them with the only difference being, the former feels a sense of revengeful happiness and the latter feels the rush of compassion. And not to disappoint some of you, there is also a third category who is just so emotionless as for all the apologies to leave them all the more indifferent.
Let's not dismay the 'TIME' factor by totally disregarding it. Well, time does play an important role. The question is how? Well, it is the time that has stimulated that change in your friend which has made the person regret and apologize. Thus I conclude that time doesn't really heal any wound. Rather, it becomes a factor in an indirect way. True or not?
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