The price of loyalty.
I was introduced to the concept of loyalty early in my childhood in a dramatic and a problematic way that still resonates in my consciousness even today and I frequently find myself pondering whether loyalty is means or the end, whether it is who someone is or whether it is something that we can learn. This experience is embedded in my childhood memory as one of the most influential and emotional events. It is significant in so many ways, but particularly because it had put me at odds with the concept of moral dualism so early on in my life. As much as it is hard even today for me to draw clear lines between good and bad, evel and noble, black and white, it was especially hard for me to process what happened. In this …show more content…
Our village shared a single irrigation system that flew through a small ditch from the back of the backyards of the houses. One of our neighbors was trying to water his backyard and needed to walk through our backyard, unfortunately for him, where Buran could reach with his chain leashes. Buran brought the terrified stranger down with a jump to his chest, but did not bite him. This was the incident number one that my grandmother was not very happy about. We used to live in a big house with my grandmother, who was a very kind-hearted person and loved her very much and she too, loved her grandkids. Our only difference was Buran. She clearly disliked Buran and I could not tell …show more content…
It was all about loyalty, its very existence was about loyalty. Buran died because of its love and trust. I feel we betrayed him and this betrayal has left an emotional scar in my heart. Since I never stopped remembering this event, I frequently thought about the complex interrelation between everyone involved in this event: the villigers, my grandma, my Dad, my aunt, me, Buran. After pondering over and over on the issue, I have also concluded that my Dad also paid a hefty price for his loyalty to his Mom. Although I initially thought my grandma was responsible for the death of Buran, later on I have come the the realization that my grandma was influenced by the villigers and my aunt. The traditional moral dualism was dictating my mind to find a guilty person to blame for the death of Buran. However, when taken separately none of the people involved seemed to be totally guilty. I could not even blame my aunt because she only wanted to feed Buran and certainly, I could not blame Buran for biting her. However, all this ended with Buran 's
I was introduced to the concept of loyalty early in my childhood in a dramatic and a problematic way that still resonates in my consciousness even today and I frequently find myself pondering whether loyalty is means or the end, whether it is who someone is or whether it is something that we can learn. This experience is embedded in my childhood memory as one of the most influential and emotional events. It is significant in so many ways, but particularly because it had put me at odds with the concept of moral dualism so early on in my life. As much as it is hard even today for me to draw clear lines between good and bad, evel and noble, black and white, it was especially hard for me to process what happened. In this …show more content…
Our village shared a single irrigation system that flew through a small ditch from the back of the backyards of the houses. One of our neighbors was trying to water his backyard and needed to walk through our backyard, unfortunately for him, where Buran could reach with his chain leashes. Buran brought the terrified stranger down with a jump to his chest, but did not bite him. This was the incident number one that my grandmother was not very happy about. We used to live in a big house with my grandmother, who was a very kind-hearted person and loved her very much and she too, loved her grandkids. Our only difference was Buran. She clearly disliked Buran and I could not tell …show more content…
It was all about loyalty, its very existence was about loyalty. Buran died because of its love and trust. I feel we betrayed him and this betrayal has left an emotional scar in my heart. Since I never stopped remembering this event, I frequently thought about the complex interrelation between everyone involved in this event: the villigers, my grandma, my Dad, my aunt, me, Buran. After pondering over and over on the issue, I have also concluded that my Dad also paid a hefty price for his loyalty to his Mom. Although I initially thought my grandma was responsible for the death of Buran, later on I have come the the realization that my grandma was influenced by the villigers and my aunt. The traditional moral dualism was dictating my mind to find a guilty person to blame for the death of Buran. However, when taken separately none of the people involved seemed to be totally guilty. I could not even blame my aunt because she only wanted to feed Buran and certainly, I could not blame Buran for biting her. However, all this ended with Buran 's