Icarus didn’t pay heed to his father and flew too close to the sun, on his way out of the seemingly inescapable labyrinth. He burnt himself and fell.
The Icarus myth, is a myth well known to me, yet I did the same thing. In my desperation to flee the endless labyrinth of despair, I didn’t pay heed to my parents’ voices whispering words of caution in my ears and flew too close to the sun and burnt myself. Badly. And I fell as well. Badly. Once again. I want to blame the exhilaration the wings gave me. I want to blame the wings. I want to blame the sun most of all. But it’s really me who was at fault. I should have known better. I shouldn’t have closed my eyes and trusted the flight so blindly. It isn’t going to be easy getting back on my feet and putting myself together with fingers that still sting, but I’ll be damned if I don’t get there.
Wiser this time.
Amen.
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Yes, amen! Be wiser, be better. And do not regret; if you hadn't taken that flight, you probably would still be cursing yourself for not trying it out.
Well, as an aside, this story brought back an old memory. (Old memories, huh! Signs of ageing, definitely.) I wrote this story back in my class 10th Board Exam. The exam paper gave us options to either write an Essay on a choice of subject, or a story from a provided skeleton. I cannot remember what I might have written (I hadn't read the Greek myth before), but I remember I was the only one in our group of friends to have opted for the story-writing.
@ Pranab - So they gave you the skeleton of the Icarus story? You should read the entire myth on Pantheon. It's really interesting! :)
As for regrets, I had them, but realised I grew during that flight and consequent fall, so it's all good now! Now on to the next step...life is all about learning from the past isn't it?
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