The First Rainbow

When I was 11, I saw my first rainbow. It was as colourful as anything. I never saw such a beautiful thing in my entire life but I got a doubt were is the rainbows endpoint and its starting point? I went across it. I saw an old woman crying. I asked her what is the matter. She said her son is going to be hanged today in the evening. That was very sad news for me. I thought, let that mother see her son for the last time and I took that mother towards her son; that amazed me her son was a terrorist who took many innocent lives of people. I ran towards, honestly, at the same time, the rainbow vanished into thin air. I understood that the beginning of every rainbow is from the heart and the endpoint is from the soul.