Sunday, 26 October 2008

I wanted to post something really angst-y just now, but something told me to pause and think about it for a moment. How many times have we lost ourselves to the sudden feeling of rage? We just lose our rational and emote what we are feeling at that particular moment. What is the outcome every time we burst out? Not a good one, to say the least.

In this world of instantaneous gratification, we seem to have lost our patience. We expect replies for sms-es and emails within minutes or seconds of sending them. (Remember snail mails? Don't think so...) We want our food served to us right after placing our orders. We want to know information as soon as we seek it. We want to feel what we are feeling at that moment and be rid of it. We are accustomed to speed through our lives. There is no time for thinking, there is no time for pondering. There is simply no time in this world of ours. It was with this mentality that our world became as unstable as we know it to be. How many conflicts would have been avoided provided each party had thought it through before acting? How many wars would have been avoided if people analysed the situation and possible solutions together with their consequences thoroughly? How many people would still have been alive today?

See, I could have been really pissed the whole night through, I would have thought he hated me but was pretending to still be my friend and I most definitely would not have blamed myself like the countless other times this kind of situation occurred to me. I am glad I sucked it in and thought it through. I realised it was not nice of him to have acted how he did, but I didn’t say anything to him. I began to think of the possibilities that may have led to his behavior at that time. I realized that I didn’t even ask him if something was bothering him but instead just took the easy way out and blamed him.

So, in the end, I decided to text him. Truth be told, I wasn’t expecting any replies at that time, but he did. The honesty behind them I cannot say. Either way, I felt better to have asked than kept my silence and bitch about it. He may not think of me as a bother, but at least, I can honestly say, I don’t hate him and am glad to still be his friend.

Remember, never ever assume. If you do, you are only making an ASS out of yoU and ME. I have always believed in it, but practicing what you preach isn’t as easy as it seems. We all are human, we all have flaws, so just don’t always of yourself. Stop and think of others. They need you more than you will ever know, if you don’t think the time to care. You may have problems of your own, you may need time alone, but knowing you have someone who honestly cares really does make it easier. And best of all, if they really do care, they will definitely still wait for you at the end of the tunnel, no matter how long you may need to take.

Cheers

p.s. : It has been a very long time since I manage to write up a general post (Well, sort of…). Hopefully I can do more of this, and maybe have lighter contents in the future. I don’t want to always be writing so solemnly.

p.p.s. : I really felt that I had grown up a little just now. I guess my maturity was a little late for my birthday. But it came, nevertheless.