There's a hero in everyone of my peers (and me!). There's a desire to display virtue. There's an ostentatious legend inside each of us that wants to be known for being courageous and noble and strong. And then of course, everyone loves to demand and command praise and respect and all the cherries that fall on the top. Someone around us would like to look chivalrous and and while handing vacant chair to a lady, would hit you on the knee. Keen learners would race ahead and 'catch' new patients to practice passing IM and IV syringes.
And I see my father, with his 30 yrs of saving lives and imparting knowledge and healing wounds and I wonder whether he still does have a desire to display virtue or is he really as emotionally placid and content with himself as he looks. Does he still nurture a legend within him? Or has he learnt about some Achilles heel: that part of himself that even the Styx of experience couldn't make formidable. What exactly is waiting for us down the road?What happens to everyday heroes? What more do they want? I wish someday, abbu would tell me that.
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well..i guess heroes wouldnt be heroes if they didnt have that inevitable human streak in them..the one that is delighted by the praise n admiration of the other errr..lesser mortals...so maybe we all have a hero in us as long as we have a human part living within us...
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