The web of our life is of a mingled yarn; good and ill together
Not a few of us are prone to believe that man’s life is nothing but a sea of troubles, and the world full of undiluted evil. Man is corrupt, ambitious, selfish and cruel and one has to face poverty, sickness, frustration, defeat and humiliation at every stage of one’s life. What one desires seldom happens while the undesirable always happens. Nothing can be farther from truth than this. To paint life in pitch dark colours betrays a biased approach to its problems. The fact is that life is a curious blend of good and evil, joy and sorrow, hope and frustration, victory and defeat. If there was a cruel step-mother like Kaikai, a false brother like Bali and a friend like Ravan, there were also men like Ram, brothers like Bharat and Lakshman and loyal workers like Hanuman. Villains and heroes rub shoulders against each other in this world even as vice and virtue, smiles and tears, greed and generosity, are juxtaposed in every man’s life. No man is an apostle of virtue just as nobody is an undiluted fiend. The greatest have their weaknesses, while the wicked are not entirely devoid of redeeming features.
