I am the sort of person who doesn't believe in promises. I have always believed that promises raise the hopes of people to unreasonable levels. And more often than not these promises are broken and with them all those hopes and aspirations. So I dont make promises. If I can achieve something for somebody without making a promise I will do it. But I would not make a promise and then cause heartbreak because I couldn't fulfill it.
But I promised something to myself today. I promised myself that I will break somebody's heart.
When the whole insulting drama was going on I wanted to lash out. But then I held myself back because I knew it had repurcussions. And they were certainly not good. The game is becoming dirtier day by day. They played around with my mind. They tried to make me choose sides. They even tried to poison my thinking process. But by God's grace I am not so easily swayed. I take my time and make my own opinions about people. So I did. I made my opinions about people. And it didn't go down very well.
The thing is I can take only certain level of nonsense and my tolerance levels are very low for people who dish out nonsense. I avoid being around such people. And once they cross the limit, I just become brutally honest with them and ask them to shut up. That's what I did. And who ends up paying? People I care about. They target the ego of the people I value. I know they are strong enough to handle it gracefully. But what makes me really sad is that I have to swallow the bitter pill and stand there as a mute spectator while they go through all the drama.
And now I can't manage to stand in front of them because I doubt that my presence may remind them of the insult they faced. I might make them relive the bad memory. But I have promised myself that one day I will stand there in front of this person and tell them that the one who insulted them is facing the same treatment. And I will make sure that its equally bad. Then probably I will stop feeling this pinch.
But I promised something to myself today. I promised myself that I will break somebody's heart.
When the whole insulting drama was going on I wanted to lash out. But then I held myself back because I knew it had repurcussions. And they were certainly not good. The game is becoming dirtier day by day. They played around with my mind. They tried to make me choose sides. They even tried to poison my thinking process. But by God's grace I am not so easily swayed. I take my time and make my own opinions about people. So I did. I made my opinions about people. And it didn't go down very well.
The thing is I can take only certain level of nonsense and my tolerance levels are very low for people who dish out nonsense. I avoid being around such people. And once they cross the limit, I just become brutally honest with them and ask them to shut up. That's what I did. And who ends up paying? People I care about. They target the ego of the people I value. I know they are strong enough to handle it gracefully. But what makes me really sad is that I have to swallow the bitter pill and stand there as a mute spectator while they go through all the drama.
And now I can't manage to stand in front of them because I doubt that my presence may remind them of the insult they faced. I might make them relive the bad memory. But I have promised myself that one day I will stand there in front of this person and tell them that the one who insulted them is facing the same treatment. And I will make sure that its equally bad. Then probably I will stop feeling this pinch.
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