Street with searching men
As I was moving through the city, different crowds, I realized that the streets were filled with men that just wander around searching for their next piece of tail. Among them was this one man, with whom I had become so familiar through his behaviour. I used to call him “Hound of Desire” given that he was plastering women and would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Still he did not manage to grow any wiser or become a different man.
Meetup with hound of desire
One cold and foggy night as London retreated to the shadowy welcome of the fog, it was the night I came face to face with the Hound of Desire again. Since there was a woman with him, and I was close enough to overhear them, I had to avert my eyes. Of course, using his authoritative tone he told her what he wanted: to take her home to continue having sex with her telling her all sort of things that he would do for her. She however looked demure and uninterested in his advances to even warrant a reaction of disbelief.
Abusive for women
Chagrin filled my heart and my head lacked belief as I stepped away from the scene wondering – What a irony is this? Here was this man who has been implicated in an array of abuses of women and did not feel sorry or regretful at all. Still, I used to think that there must be some sort of hell there for him and wondered whether he would ever get enlightened and change for the worse and become even more abusive of women.
Changed man
Much to my amazement, as withdraw from the Hound of Desire was escalating, I started observing the change in him. Many of the traits that characterized him as once a prowling agressive figure had reeded, and has faded away from what he was. This prompted me to go up to him and ask him why he has changed for the new position.
Shy grin dream
He recalled with a somewhat shy grin dream he had one fateful night, a dream he was sure altered his life. He said that, in the dream, he was guided into what appeared to be an extremely large piece of land before coming face to face with what appeared to be a spirit. This figure he said, denoted all the women whom he had abused and molested all his life and how he would be punished in the after life.
Thinking about deeds
Persistence of that vague terror, the Hound of Desire went on: ‘In the dream, the figure that addressed me said that, in punishment, I would feel all the anguish of those I have hurt.’ I would be condemned to live through the operation repeatedly and with each turn I would increasingly sense the burden of the deed on my shoulders. He hesitated for a moment, but regained his composure shortly after.
Waking with good vibes
‘‘When I woke up from the dream, I was shocked to my marrow,” he went on to say. In as much as I had never put stock in such matters before, I felt that such a dream portended some evil I was about to invite upon myself.
Learned to be gentle man
The alteration in the Hound of Desire was visible; thus, when approaching him, I experienced pride brought from observing such a change for the better in him. It seemed like he woke up as a different man who respects and appreciates women, he finally learned when it is right to be a gentleman.
A role model to many
He had changed his attitude in general, at least to some extent: he was not the aggressively obnoxious, sexually harassing man he was before. Instead, he assumed the role of hope and a role model to many who were like him in the past – lost.
Giving people hope
Finally, as I analysed the change of the Hound of Desire, I wanted to express an idea about giving people hope.If one man could turn out so different, than others could too.Understanding that not all is bad in this world and that an once evil man can be made good.
Thinking in positive way
This lead me to start seeing things in a more positive light. Then I had done so before.When I moved on further. I did not see those disgusting beasts straying around the city looking for their next tender.But, instead of despair, I found hope in the possibility of change and evolution and I realized that if the Hound of Desire can change, all of us can.
The end of journey
And thus, as I proceeded on my journey . One could only pray that others, in overcoming. The Hound of Desire, would enable others, as my case was, to learn a valuable lesson from this story and change. One’s life for the better.Of course, everybody is capable of change and everybody is capable of improvement and having a little help, anybody can make something out of themselves.