This is a touching story of how I lost my best companion. Murphy and I had a strong connection that science could not explain. Since his introduction into the house we developed a special bond valuable than riches and rubies. In my childhood, I did not have access to television or internet. Murphy was all I had.
There is a time to be born and a time to die. The death of Murphy came suddenly at a critical moment of my life. Since then, I have lost many closed associates, friends and family but none can be compared to the massive loss of Murphy boy. Since his demise, I have found it difficult to pen his memories because it throws me off every time. I had to loose myself from all those hurts, pain, emotional blankness, anger and bitterness. I had to loose Murphy.
The journey of life is not complete in the entirety of its existence when apt privileges fail to serve its very purpose. The long drive to be successful and accomplished is deeply in-grained in the human DNA, whether it is for the better or worse of the lot. Regardless, the glory of self comes to play in the theatre of dreams.
Selfishness is often seen as a dark expression of oneself over the common good. In some school of thoughts, it is seen as the root cause of the ills in the society. At the tail end of all contemporary issues we face in the world, you’ll trace scintilla of self coming to play big time. Terrorism, corruption, crime, scam, homicide and abuse; all emanated from the selfish ideology of some few. (more…)