A moment of redemption long awaited

Ideally, this post should have come last night… soon after the events it describes. However, I will again cite the need for some temporal gap to lend some perspective or the fact that I was overawed by the event and/or I did not have enought time…. Any of these can serve the purpose.

Ironically, it came while I was in the midst of writing a series, drawing parallels from that old glorious film “High Noon” for the situation I think I am in. But then occurred that event which – in a major sense – seemed to negate my contention. There is however a pattern of redemption in “High Noon” – which comes when least expected – and that is what happend to me too, late in the evening of May 21 in 2010, titled “The Year of Glorious Uncertainty” (and it fully deserves the name…. though there are a full seven months to go before it ends).

Having dealt with all the necessary background, lets move to what happend actually.

I suddenly received a ping from a friend – a close friend – who had been estranged for the last few months…. as I wrote in (https://vahshatedil.wordpress.com/2009/12/03/random-thoughts-on-goodbyes-and-loss/)

However, all channels of communication had been not been closed and there seemed a slight thaw recently and sporadic communication did take place – though far below the norm during the high period. Though this sudden communication was not particularly cheering, informing me they were leaving the country for a year, it was encouraging that they did see fit to keep in the loop. And though it began on a slightly formal note, soon in the course of the talk, it went back to the easy way that was the norm. Also there was a promise of keeping regular contact and implicit was an intent to seeking to return to the old time – as far as possible. Or so I do think and pray for.

Who knows what the future may bring…. but in a sense, I feel vindicated that my policy of restraint – imbibed from my parents and their parents  as well as my reading of history – had borne fruit.

When the spat erupted, it would have been easy for me to spew venom, dragging up old disagreements and perceived slights but that is never the correct way…. As an old saying goes, it is very easy to destroy than to build and sustain. What would have been the  result? I would worked of my aggression but a relation painstakingly built would have sundered irretrievably. It is very easy to forget this in the heat of the moment……

Also, there is the issue of “showing weakness” or “admitting faults”, which is basically a manifestation of the old dichotomy between those who stress on means and those who consider ends to be supreme. Among the charges levied against those – like me- who go for the second option is being a “moral vacuum” but that is a cross we will carry in our life.

Read these two paras again carefully….. this is how began the global maelstrom that was the First World War. A clutch of men holding the dynasty of their countries in their hands could not rise above themselves to confess they were over-reacting or admit they could be wrong, setting in motion a chain of circumstances that led to the conflict. The war not only caused immense death, destruction and suffering but wiped out an entire way of life – one which I particularly identify with in these days of dishonour.

These are the lessons of history and those who ignore them do so at their peril. There are a multitude of other conclusions but some of you might have worked it out themselves, while those who do not agree with me on these counts, would scarcely want more…..

However, coming back to the main incident, I must say I had a belief that the strained relations between use would soon normalise. And I stuck to it….. in the process, understanding how members of this Semitic religion can seek recourse in this ancient prayer….. Pay attention to the opening and closing words. They are the key…..

Ani ma’amin,
Be’emuna shelema

Beviat hamashiach ani ma’amin
Beviat hamashiach, ma’amin
Beviat hamashiach ani ma’amin
Beviat hamashiach, ma’amin

Veaf al pi sheyitmahmeha
Im kol zeh, achake loh
Veaf al pi sheyitmahmeha
Im kol zeh, achake loh

Im kol zeh, im kol zeh, achake loh
Achake bechol yom sheyavoh
Im kol zeh, im kol zeh, achake loh
Achake bechol yom sheyavoh

(sof)
Ani ma’amin

For my  many happily unilingual friends, I add an English translation so that they can also understand the point. Here it is….

I believe with complete faith
In the coming of the Messiah, I believe

Believe in the coming of the Messiah
In the coming of the Messiah, I believe
Believe in the coming of the Messiah
And even though he may tarry
Nonetheless I will wait for him
And even though he may tarry
Nonetheless I will wait for him

Nonetheless, I will wait for him
I will wait every day for him to come
Nonetheless, I will wait for him
I will wait every day for him to come

I believe

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