The truth behind the war

2.04.08
Out of sheer kindness and sincere thoughts, we dared ourselves to go into the battlefield. We went there fully armed of respect and humility. As far as i know, It was a battle (they) started long ago and none of us know the real story behind it. For years now, that war is no longer a huge issue for us , in fact nobody mentions the past unless someone asks.That’s why It was really awkward to carry the white flag when you know that you will always be marked.

Honestly, i went there out of pure intentions. I went there because i want to learn more of my bloodline,to enjoy the food, to explore.I went there because i want to bridge gaps ,which i know was never impossible. My colleagues also wanted the same, it was a group consensus to take the risks.Unfortunately, it turned out that the idea of a peaceful talk, of a friendly meeting will never be within reach.

As i listen to the lecture, i felt roving eyes staring at us, most especially when our leader arrived and sat beside me. “We were never wrong, it wasn’t a mistake going here”, i kept on telling myself for i know our intentions are pure and that we are professional enough to deal with the situation. But as the lecture ended and food was served, the atmosphere changed. The accommodating gestures now vanished as faces became blank and so i knew, they were already unpredictable.Tension arose and right there on my seat i felt beleaguered. I felt like the room grew smaller just as the people mutated into huge villains laughing around. The honcho approached us,offering food. It felt like she was trying to ease the tension. It was a kind gesture i thought and somehow,i felt relieved. Confusion darted across the room, anxiety predominated each individual. I tried to smile to calm myself but my instincts and hunches were never wrong. Just as the glutton arrived, the faces around dimmed , i saw red wanting eyes, gnashing teeth and fists closed as if there’s a hunt , as if there’s a battle that’s need to be won.

“We need to leave. we need reinforcement”, i whispered but the husky voice of our leader beside me told me to relax and so i obeyed. There was a sudden gush of blood in my veins. it came from my lower proximity and then up to my head. Heinous words filled the air and i couldn’t say any less. I wanted to stand and let them know their tactics are pathetic. i wanted to speak right in front of their faces and let them know WE ARE NOT LIKE THEM .
Plans crossed my mind every now and then but none of it was carried out. Maybe it’s due to the reflex of professionalism. It’s due to our training in BANNUAR that prevented me from stooping down to their level. And yes, in that battle that they had been dying to conquer, they lost unconsciously.

It was really a great experience exploring the other side of the leaf. Now i know, how great we are. They’re the villains and we are truly the noble ones. And no matter what they say, the truth that ORIGINALITY is NOTHING compared to EXCELLENCE can never be ignored.