The pounding of his heart did not abate nor did the pace of his pulse.
“Why is this so God”, he screamed; a scream which he alone could hear in his mind and then he looked heavenward in search of an answer; in search of guidance.
All his life, Arvind had lived by a “code”; a code of conduct; code of honor. Even though he was mentally a strong man, he had had his occasions of weakness; but he had not fallen prey to any of the “vices” that the world had to offer as yet.
The “code” or in other words, his personal “bushido” was very important to him; it figured in his every single thought process; his every single action.
He always kept telling himself that the people who did not live life by the “code” would get punished in the future for their actions but as time passed by, he did not see that happen.
But, his “bushido” kept urging him to walk straight without cutting corners; without engaging in activities that would reap “bad karma”.
And so, he stoically kept at it……
But it just took a single phone call to rattle his faith.
Conditioning had made him despise a person who he was genetically programmed to love. That person believed in doing everything that was outside his “code” and that person was happily living life.
“This just is not right” he pleaded; this time, more with himself than with God.
It took about 5 minutes for him to recover his composure. He had no other option but to keep walking in his chosen path ever believing in the accuracy of his “bushido”.
He absolutely had no other option…………..