As a firm Christian believer and a former soldier, my great grand father believed that both the poor and the rich have a place in heaven. He in many occasions asserted that what deter man from the great opportunity to meet with his creator once he leaves the world is the cumulative wrongs if they outweighed the good deeds he did while he was alive. As a former solder and a patriot he had never been involved in any act that contravened the law.
Ones a soldier always a soldier that was his firm virtue and his philosophy remained wrong beget wrong and evil is paid with evil. The family house was situated in the center of a densely populated sub-urban area. We used to gather under the shade of a giant fig tree often and our family values were builds on honesty, trust, and love.
After the death of this great mentor, the family continued with his principals for a while but started fading with time. Plainly stated, the great man’s virtues faded away with his memories and the family seldom met under the fig tree shade again. A lot has changed, family values and morals have changed and it is pain to note that thing seemed to have fallen apart. Bringing everybody to their senses and trying to relive the strong bond that took my great grandfather an entire lifetime has been my fathers endeavor. Though his undeterred determination seem fruitful in the short-run it is clear that the great lessons from his grandfather are still instilled in him.
In this myth we as the family of the fallen soldier, and his descendant learn that cohesion, oneness will always keep us together as a family. Understanding the purpose of each other in out co-existence is a great virtue that keeps each and every one of us bound by the distinctiveness of these virtues. Hopefully everybody will be stand by philosophy remained wrong beget wrong and evil is paid with evil.