I have seen the Harry & Meghan interview by Oprah. The two-hour interview was like watching a televised therapy session with a shrink. I am not British nor American, my country is not even part of the commonwealth, so I’d rather not publish my personal take about that massive interview.
But what fascinated me more was not the protracted and controversial narrative of the couple. I was more into the reaction published by the Queen about this interview.
It is a short, classy and dignified response. It is firm yet compassionate. It is brief yet precise. It is succinct, refined and appropriate. It is a masterpiece!
That 61 well-chosen words of a letter simply shuts, knocks and nails the over-the-top 2-hour interview done by Oprah. The letter though short contain hopes of restitution, reconciliation and redemption. It was unlike the Oprah interview which failed to discuss these affirmative possibilities.
Thus, after reading the Queen’s reaction, it dawned in me that I actually wasted 2 hours of my life listening and watching the Oprah interview that everybody now is talking about. And with the Queen who is now 96 years old who still serves mankind and has to deal with this brouhaha by Harry & Meghan and with a husband who is very ill in the hospital, it can be deduced that it is actually not Harry nor Meghan who is depressed and lonely. I think it’s the brilliant British Queen who is.
I have just been in a zoom meeting and encountered a circumstance where I have been slightly wronged. Though I was not bestowed even a hint of apology, and since the concern at hand has been clarified, I simply let go of the issue and tolerantly charged it to experience.
This zoom meeting experience is nothing but bread crumbs if compared to a huge loaf of an intense situation others may have when it comes to the aspect of forgiveness. I read somewhere that forgiveness could be the most difficult thing many of us do in our lifetime. It is hard because it is against all our earthly impulses. I hope that there would not come a time when forgiving for me would be the hardest.
But I guess on undemanding situations, forgiving is easier than being too proud, too bitter and too loaded with angst and resentment. Being at peace is the benefit of being tolerant while good will is what you get from tossing away the negatives. Evil spirits abhor the concept of forgiving and during that specific zoom meeting, those dark hostile forces hated me.
First, I would like to apologize to all the followers of this blog if I went missing and went kaput without saying my interim goodbye. My simple explanation for my being into disappearance from blogging was because I simply do not have the energy, motivation and impetus to write.
But now that I am back, please expect more posts that are non-sense, reckless and silly write-ups from yours truly.
Give a warm round of applause because Nengkoy is back!
If usage of high tech armaments could not be the approach for terrorists to be hurt the most. It would be the powerful words like that of Antoine Leiris that could totally destroy a terrorist’s being.
Antoine Leiris is a loving husband whose wife was killed by yet to be known terrorists last November 13, 2015 in the Bataclan massacre in Paris, France.
This message by Mr. Leiris can be one of the biggest insults a terrorists could ever receive! Leiris’ mighty words were more than a slap on a terrorists’ face, a bullet shot in a terrorist’s heart, a kick on a terrorist’s butt and a bomb explosion unto a terrorist’s brain.
as captured from leiris’ facebook page
Here’s the complete text of Leiris’ writing as translated in English:
You will not have my hatred.
On Friday night you stole away a life of an exceptional being, the love of my life, the mother of my son, but you will not have my hatred. I do not know who you are and I don’t want to know. You are dead souls.
If the God for whom you kill so blindly made us in His image, each bullet in my wife’s body would have been a wound in His heart.
Therefore I will not give you the gift of hating you. You have obviously sought it. But to reply to hatred with anger would be like giving in to the same ignorance that has made you what you are. You want me to be afraid, to cast a mistrustful eye on my fellow citizens, to sacrifice my liberty for security. Lost. Same player, same game.
I saw her this morning. Finally, after nights and days of waiting. She was just as beautiful as she was when she left on Friday evening, as beautiful as when I fell madly in love with her more than 12 years ago.
Of course I’m devastated with grief, I will give you that tiny victory, but this will be a short-term grief. I know that she will join us every day and that we will find each other again in a paradise of free souls which you will never have access to.
We are only two, my son and I, but we are more powerful than all the armies of the world. In any case, I have no more time to waste on you. I need to get back to Melvil who is waking up from his afternoon nap. He’s just 17 months old; he’ll eat his snack like every day, and then we’re going to play like we do every day; and every day of his life this little boy will insult you with his happiness and freedom. Because you won’t have his hatred either. — Antoine Leiris