Matches and Fire. Just takes minutes to go into full blast. Sometimes, you don’t even need matches for one to start. Just a spark, which can be from the electrical wiring, or the kitchen gas stove (arsonists go nuts about it) or even candles.
Yet the most interesting bit is that, it can all happen in a second. Before, anyone can even say, voila!!
Well, bringing it down to daily life, it just takes a spark to fan the flames and bring the fire to full hilt. Playing safe is not easy. I personally feel it’s kind of tacky. Many a time, the same technique won’t work more than once.
In fact, relationships are sometimes way too funny or maybe even weird to understand. You want to be blunt and to the point, but you can’t hurt someone else’s sentiments. Worse is when you are not even directly involved in the issue, but you have been called to negotiate.
So to play it safe, I kind of follow three rules. Something that life has taught me to believe in.
Don’t promise when happy. Believe me, when the happiness is over, and reality sinks in, you’ll feel like a pricked balloon.
Don’t reply when you are sad. Ah words, is there any other powerful weapon than them. They can be both instantaneous devices of disagreement or can run through your veins like slow poison.
Don’t decide when you are sad. That’s one additional reason to sink beyond the depths of depression. It’s better to safe now than sorry later on.
Life is short. Personally, I would like to tell the “itches” and “itchers” to mind their own business, but I know that at some point in the future, I’ll need them. So, a highly diplomatic mode of response and reaction is safe and beneficial in the future.
Maybe this is the way that life teaches us about imperfections and to look beyond them. Or maybe it’s about limiting one’s expectations about and from people.
What do you say?