Today Morning I was Lateto my office. As I walked to My Office from my Car parking, I ran into a strangeras he passed me by to get into the lift, "Oh, excuse me, please," was my reply. He said, "Please excuse me, too; Wasn't even watching you." We were very polite, this strangerand I. We went on our way and we said good-bye, when I reached my second floor office. I generally Avoid Lifts at Home or Office as I prefer walking up and down ...MyLittle Daily Exercise. But today I was late.
My Day was bad, I suppose. As I Just had a toast and cuppa of Coffee than the normal sumptuous breakfast my wife serves me, daily. Todayshe wasnot well in the morning And as I had to leave early at 8 AM, I just made one for myself and feeling unfilled left home. Oh, On the way to office in spite of fewer vehicles I did swearonce or twice as I was running late and half empty on Food fuel...LoL
Yeah My Assistant, Sandhya did get a few words too, as she was not ready with the handouts of FAQs. Duh these new recruits. They ask so many silly questions. But with patience I dealt them...Amazing at the ElasticityI have in me to bear these situations. Later Sandhya with her nice cute smile Said "Sorry, Javeed", I smiled back and Said "Its Okie, Next time I will haul you over to the presentations, and let you handle these Newbies".
Eventuallyleft office after, the presentation to the new trainers, which also went off with few hiccups. But at home a different storyis told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cookingthe afternoonmeal, My niece, Nida who came to stay with us because of her exams, stood beside me very still watching me make 2 - minutes Maggi. I am in my own world, broodingabout Maggi(Lunch?) stirringit, think of my niece's up coming Examinations, Sicknessof My wife, Today Morning's Trainers Presentation, Sunday's Schedules...When I Suddenly turned, I nearly almost knockedNida down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. Did I just say or Scream.. She like a cat walked away, her littleheart broken. I didn't realize how harshlyI'd spoken, till she turned and gave that look at me "Mama is angry and needs a time-out. I'm going to my room to cool off", with those tears filled eyes.
The day Went off as usual, with no more hiccups, May be the screamlet off my ventingup irritants.
Anger is a state of Mind. In the way We respond, there lies our growth and freedom.
But While I lay awake in bed that afternoon for my nap, God's still small voice(or was it my inner voice) came to me and said, "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesyyou use, and You were very forgivingwith your assistant for her mistakes. But the children you love, you seem to abuse. Look on the bedroom floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door. Those are the flowers she brought from her way back home from school. She picked them herself, pink, yellow and blue. She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise, and you did see the tears in her eyes, but never cared for them."
By this time, I felt very smallAnd now my tears began to fall. I quietly went creepinglike a creepto her bedroom and sat besides the sleeping Sweetie on her bed; "Wake up, little girl, wake up," I said. "Are these the flowers for me?" She smiled, "Nope". I felt like an Complete Idiot, cursed Dang. But She Continued "I found 'em out while coming from the school. I picked 'em because they're pretty and thought you would like to present them to Mami as she was sick. I knew she'd like them, especially the pink ones."
I said, "Nida! I'm sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." She said, "Oh, Mama, that's okay. I know you were busy. You were tense with my exams. You are unhappy because Mami is Sick. But I love you anyways." Oh So many thoughts this sweet little on has, where as I ...
I said, "Nida, I love you, too, and I do like the flowers, especially the Yellow Ones too." Kissed her fore head, patted her, ruffled her hair, let her go to sleep....Wondering...Why is she Not angry with me?
Children forgive very easy. They don't have to understand things to forgive. So I would suspect that it is natural for them to forgive, us adults. And I think She Choose the one Option that which will bring her the most long term happiness.
And I am Still Pondering?
