Life is a battlefield.
No matter how good a soldier you are
you would always be wounded.
Not just once, but again and again.
And some wounds are deep,
and their scars are indelible.
If you try hard to remove those scars,
you wound yourself more and more.
Luckily, deletion is not the only option.
You can paint a flower out of that scar.
Every pain, every human suffering is a canvas.
And every moment is your opportunity
to raise yourself to the stature of Vinci.
It's up to you, if you want to turn your pain
to a magnificent piece of art.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Vinci
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