Tolerant or Submissive?

I used to show up those raging hormones and boiling blood whenever I found something stupid happening around me, I used clench my fist in rage on issues like people honking behind me, people not following traffic rules, manner-less people, corruption, animals on roads, unprofessional complacent colleagues, waiters at restaurants, shopkeepers who didn’t attend me in time etc etc etc… This can be anything that I come across in my daily life.

I used to vent it out on some of them, rest were abused in my mind, some were given that unruly looks, some were abused aloud within the safety of my car, ah! I remember hurdling abuses at people who created stupid situations when I was busy managing a cousins’ wedding in Kerala 2 years back.

Something that was prevalent on all occasions was the stress induced on me, increased heart beat, headaches etc were the aftereffects. Having realized that these issues wont change them much I have developed sort of tolerance to them, I am not sure if I have submitted to them.

The best part of it is that I tend to get less angry! No more abuses etc… and now more of looking at the funnier side of it (I hope I am not making fun of me because of this) For instance… When I got out of my office in Powai yesterday, Instead of arguing with auto-wallahs about why they don’t want to Vikhroli, I simply put an open question to them “Who is going to Vikhroli!” and then they did the rest of the job for me, they shouted to others in the queue and so on for a couple of autowallahs… But this doesn’t mean that I got the auto… After a couple of auto wallahs I was back to my self abusing the Backchods for not going where I wanna go!

Looks like I have still a long way to go before I can call myself “Officially tolerant”! Till then I’ll live in the dilemma controlling my anger under the pretext of deciding weather I am being tolerant or submissive

By the way… Yesterday, by the time I walked down to Powai D-Mart I asked on lone autowallah if he is “willing” to go to Vikhroli and Bingo! He was going! I got my ride!

Cheers!

Novin