Still three or four years ago when I was reading any offensive, abusive and hurting word about me, my hands were involuntarily were taking me to the computer keyboard to write also something waspish from my side, let him know that I can answer too. At times, I was doing so. Over the time, I realized that taking revenge is such a way and causing pain in response to causing pain to you is, at least, stupidity but by large, excessive discharge of poison and pus into the atmosphere. It is a small and perhaps an insignificant example of how we should control the beast in our midst, by understanding not the representative of the animal world under this word but the dark forces and evil spirit inside us. Public figure Karen Vardanyan’s gruesome murder, apart from the desire to take revenge and shedding blood, about which we have already written, has given rise to usual interpretations in our reality, “well, of course, in our country under these leaderships …” Armenia and the countries of our level truly have peculiarities but the difference must be sought elsewhere.
In Norway, there is no “criminal regime”, the authorities are legitimate, “they do not want the blood of the people”, and generally, people there are living at least 20 times better than us in a purely pecuniary sense. In this country, a murderer by the name Anders Breivik has seized the lives of 77 people. The difference between our country and the one like Norway is not the fact that there are beasts here and not there.
The difference is how we react to the atrocity. The Norwegian society does not even discuss this issue whether Breivik should be shot or even sent to life-imprisonment. The maximum punishment is 23 years, so he has to take it all 23 years. Moreover, Breivik is fighting for his rights from the prison, and it is considered quite normal. This eventually leads to the fact that the atrocity in such countries is less and, incidentally, no one wants the blood of the people. Prior to thinking about revenge and blood, you must bridle the beast in your midst.
I remembered an Indian myth on this occasion. Bodhisattva (to make it slightly clear, it is one of the names of Buddha) decides to live in the forest for some time, in the appearance of a Great monkey and to help all those who need him. One day, he saves the life of a man who had fallen into the abyss. They reached the forest and as Bodhisattva was carrying the man on his back he got tired and lies down to sleep and orders the man to guard him that no beast gets close to them. The survivor, however, thinks, “I’m exhausted and I will not recover my health with the forest berries and fruits, so I need meat. I would better kill this gullible monkey and eat him.” He takes a huge stone and wants to kill Bodhisattva but he misses in haste and only injured his savior. The latter wakes up, realizes the wicked act and was very saddened. “I do not worry about my wound but your fault, which I would not able to wash.” He accompanies the ungrateful man to the edge of the forest and wishes him good luck. And suddenly, all over his body became covered with putrid sores and he developed leprosy. The pus inside came out to the surface.
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Aram ABRAHAMYAN
