Carved deep in my soul were the scars that brought back memories, painful yet

giving me the strength to face the future.

Just as Khalil Gibran had said, Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls;
the most massive characters are seared with scars. I, on the other hand, am afraid
of this torment that is killing me.
The atmosphere that overwhelms is tense as I had prepared myself for a huge blow.
My dance teacher thundered out loud as I felt dark clouds formed inside of me,
awaiting an ominous thunderstorm. The seething coach bellowed and gave me a
hard blow as I burrowed myself under the pairs of eyes that fixated on me.
I am a Dancer. But was it a veracious statement to say that everyone is different in
their own ways?
Every move was scrutinized in particular, one wrong step the inevitable ensues. I
was being compared to the queen who was so imperfect and flawless. Such is the
reality of dance. My inner thoughts had led me to the thought of turning a cold
shoulder to my dance mate. One might say I am a person who is filled with grudge
and hatred, and all these comparisons had cause the festering of hatred and anger
within me. I tried, I suffered my own battles, I suffered still. All these left me scars- a
gift in which I had to reflect upon. Hatred does nothing indeed.
Content and perseverance is the key to success, just as the ability to forget the past
is translated into letting go of my grudges. Just like partially permeable membrane, I
have to allow certain feelings, positive and not negativity, to enter my soul. In other
words, this reaction is verified by karma. And this is my mind set. All the negativity I
had received are just an encouragement and a wakeup call, to improve, double my
efforts and prove that I am equally as good as anyone else.
In other words, scars, no matter how excruciating the pain or how mild it is, how
deep it is or even a graze to my skin, they are, my pillar of strength and hope. Scars
are in which nurture you to develop a positive character, my gratitude to these scars
were immense as my hunger for excellence and determination grew day by day.
This I believe, the painful scars which were valuable to me exist, that having a
different perspective will change your alter ego- your hatred within.