I kept looking at the telephone, waiting for it to ring, but it did not. I could have easily dialed the number from where I was expecting the call but the thought why should I do that first would just not let me budge from my chair.
I am not the only one, but most of us exhibit this kind of behavior many times in our lives. Basically the reason behind such behavior is not that we have extreme patience, it’s just that our ego is sometimes too inflated. There is this urge to be recognized as a person who is considered as someone special and of importance, who comes with the skills others lack. And believe me it is self-destroying!
This three letter word holds you back from saying the words which you are dying to say. It would not let you do things which a level headed person would just normally do. Maybe the person on the other side is also going through the same dilemma. Waiting for my call and making small round imprints on the luxury bathroom rug with his toe! Someone has to take that first step and bridge the gap. Someone needs to build the bridge. So why not I? I can’t be that bad of an architect anyhow!
I picked up the receiver and dialed the number…
“Actually, I got dumped”
When my young assistant told me this for a while I did not understand as to how I should react to it. But then soon I gathered my wits and consoled her with the obvious words “well! Never mind! You will find someone better”!
I told her that I will treat her to a delicious dinner tonight and maybe we can watch a movie before that. She was pleased to hear this but I knew deep in her heart she must be pained for she genuinely liked that guy. Heartbreak is an odd kind of pain. You are not sick, neither are you dying but it still hurts so much. The worst part is that the person who appeared to be most caring at one point of time in your life turns out to be the cold hearted person you never thought he would become.
I feel one should come out strong after such episodes in one’s life. There is no point in nursing an anger or hurt for I strongly believe in the fact that whatever happens in this life, it happens for some good. If you just forgive and forget then it will be much easier to move forward.
After having had a nice evening, I came to drop my assistant home and while she was making coffee, I placed a small gift for her on her coffee table. It was a book called ‘The Art of Racing in the Rain’.
With a cheery goodnight wave I left her place and sent a small prayer to God to make her feel better soon. Cheers!