Commandment

NOTES: Someone did some harm to us. When he comes across our blood curdles and we look at him with great contempt. But think once who is harmed more by this contempt; he or you? ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ He didn't care the way I looked at him, as usual. Neither did I make any effort to show, nor could I conceal the contempt in my eyes. He passed away before my eyes; with a little quizzical and more amused feeling in his glances. After all that happened between us, an year ago, he never felt abashed and didn't try to become a hide and seek-playing fugitive and nor did I confront him. I sighed and looked away. Again the same feeling... I defiled one more of my gazes by filling it with hatred! Again I broke my own commandment.