For the past few days, I’ve been upset about the way things were shaping in college. I’ve been angry with people or rather sycophants who get their way through anything. Who butter polish every one they know of, precisely everyone having the authority to do them some good. Flying like bees around faculty members, going out of their way to flaunt their skills (which I doubt exist!) and leave no stone unturned to make sure they get the best of marks. It does get upsetting at times seeing how blind our mentors can be.
Since its not good practice to hold grudges against people, I decided to apologise. But to whom? I realised I did them no harm. They probably are unaware of my resentment. It’s me who is being tormented by my anger. As it is said, anger eats nothing but its own heart. I realised my anger is actually stopping me from doing any good to myself. It’s preventing me from seeing the bigger picture and believing in the beauty of the life God has created for me and that everything that’s not killing me is making me stronger. It’s preventing me from seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and walking towards it with the faith that everything will eventually work out fine for me, just as it would for everyone else.
It’s actually a time for me to concentrate on making things better for myself, rather than deciding who is worth what they’ve got. In the end, I know it’s me I owe an apology to. For wasting time and energy and fogging my vision. And my best apology would be to live so well that everyone around me would aspire to be in my shoes. And now, I’ll do just that!
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