At a restaurant, a
cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. She started screaming
out of fear. With a panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started
jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach.
Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group also got panicky. The
lady finally managed to push the cockroach away but it landed on another lady
in the group. Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue
the drama.
The waiter rushed
forward to their rescue. In the relay, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter.
The waiter stood
firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt.
When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out
of the restaurant.
Sipping my coffee
and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and
started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior?
If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection,
without any chaos. It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to
handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.
I realized that, it
is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but
it’s my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that
disturbs me. More than the problem, it’s my reaction to the problem that
creates chaos in my life.
I understood, I
should not react in life, I should always respond.
The women reacted,
whereas the waiter responded.
Reactions are
always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of, just and right
to save a situation from going out of hands, to avoid cracks in relationship,
to avoid taking decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or hurry.
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" A life of reaction is a life of slavery, intellectually and spiritually. One must fight for a life of action, not reaction."
~ Rita Mae Brown
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