Two Wolves

I remember once, I read a story about two wolves.


One evening, an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all.

"One is Evil - it is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good - it is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

(Source: here)


Lately, i fed this 'Evil' (I called it 'Black Wolf') more than this 'Good' (I called it 'White Wolf'). Inferiority was all around. The more I learnt and found out, the more I felt inferior. I was no one, compared to those great people. I knew nothing about this borderless horizon of knowledges.

My friends kept giving me moral support, saying "You too are among them. Good luck!" and with all my respect, I DID feel honored, for sure. Thank you very much :)

But this starving little Black Wolf still craved for more and more feeding, until this one friend slapped me with her straightforward words, as usual.

At that time, I was thinking that I had to feed the White Wolf with lots and lots of hopes and enough confidence. Not too much, nor too less.

But, this sudden epiphany struck me. Something bigger than wolves whispered, "No, no, no, dear. It's not about being great or not. It's not about having hopes either. It's about creating hopes and having faith. The thing is, are you ready or not?"

So, there I said to myself, "Fuck wolves. I'm done with myself. I'm done being selfish. I'm done being self-centered. It's not about me. It's about them. I don't care about the result. I just care about this 'calling', and simply want to answer that."

About being ready or not, well... we'll see.