Niether an Angel nor a Demon

HAVE YOU EVER

avoided a friend when he needs your help?

spoken lowly/insulted/abused someone who is part of family?

done something that landed a collegue in trouble?

helped an unknown?

defended/cared for someone whom you considered undesirable in the family?

covered up for your collegue/boss when he ran into trouble (and new he didn't deserve it)?

Well, I tried to think about some of these before I slept yesterday. Surprisingly, I realised that the answer to each one of them was a yes. And further surprisingly, the instances when I had been wicked, brought a smile to my face. I also realised that the more wicked I was, broader was the smile on my face. So what made me feel so good about my wickedness?

I think it was nothing good that made me smile. It was just a mix of emotions. A concoction of embarassement, my juvenileness and the comprehension of the futility of my act of wickedness. But then don't we all behave the way I have in life. Don't we behave like angels at times and at times like demons. But am I an Angel? I would love to be known as one, but I know that thats not what I always am. So am I a Demon? Surely not.

So who am I? Maybe I am somewhere in between. And maybe a large majority of us are that way. 'Neither an angel nor a demon'. Its just that we behave differently each time. So when I could be an angel one time and a demon on another, then why judge others on specfic instances. Give everyone a chance to be an angel, its human nature.