Saturday, October 19, 2019

Perspective

Every persoñ has a different perspective on a situation. 
That same person might have 3-4 perspectives on that same situation on different occasions.

Why are we humans so confused ? Or should I say Hijacked my our own emotions.

How many of you actually put yourself in that situation and reciprocate accordingly. I do that almost all the time, which has its own disadvantages about which we can discuss later . But seriously how many of you do. I feel we should be doing more of it than judging the other, and concluding self made decisions. And how many of us don't step into their shoes when we don't want to? I do this too. It has its own advantages trust me. 

Let's discuss a scenario like that. 
So being in a new apartment which still dint percur a permanent electric connection and runs on a temporary connection it's quite taxing most of the days as there is continuous tripping of power during the peaks hours. Just 3-4 days ago, after one such hectic day at work, and an even more patient drive of 100 minutes to home (to be honest I enjoy this "me,my thoughts,my music,my phone calls" time,I've learnt to), and a very grumpy stomach, I got back home to these continuous tripping. I was cursing my maid for not having cooked anything yet,my husband for still being at the hospital, my owner for not fixing the power problem,myself for which i dont currently remember. I could neither use the microwave nor the electric rice cooker.  

The easiest of all options," technology" helps only when it wants to, just like us. 

So with that grumpy face and stomach i head to the kitchen,turned on the stove and did an hour of something edible to eat. Meanwhile the grumpy stomach gave up on its hunger and the owner of it (like i gave up on ours )but the face refused to. 
Few minutes later I realise that all the time the power wasn't up and it was on the UPS savior which definitely wouldn't last as long as a deep sleep after a tummy full meal. 

My deary husband walks into the house right after. I asked him to call the watchman to fix up the issue. I dint stop there i continued " he must be drunk somewhere or having a gala time with his friends". 
" I don't know what work he does here. "I continued.
 I still dint have the intention to stop but my husband interrupted my continued verbal outflow. "Don't come to such harsh conclusions". He said. Oh he is a saint. 

 Eventually my outflow had to come out. So I ignored his and continued " the corridors are never neat, what are maintenance charges for & blah blah blah ". I basically dint want to step in their shoes.

An almost similar situation happened yesterday. But this time my response was totally different and so was my husband's. 
So after another similar day at work I go to have dinner with my husband at his place of work as he wasn't coming home that night (on a night duty)
My the time i was home the tripping of power was in a rythmically mispelled continuity. I somehow ignored it as i was seriously having an everyday bound useless chatter with mom on the phone. After hours later of regular basis of household stuff, I realised that the power was on UPS since a real long time. The first instinct was to call my husband to inform him. But really? What was i thinking? what could he possibly do?he was at his work doing his doctorly duties. I usually do things on my own unless I'm lazy or i fell that the opposite person is lazy. Should think of this next time before i call him.

He insisted that I immediately call the watchman and ask him to fix it. It was late at night . But this time my response was " No it's ok he must be tired sleeping. I don't feel good disturbing him ". This time I put myself in that situation. He is a very nice helpful cheerful person just trying to fit himself and his family in the race. 

It's the same situation, same watchman, almost same time. But yesterday was a good day.  And my actions were based on how my day went, how peaceful my mind was, ultimately based on how selfish i wanted to be on that day. 

My state of mind changes my perspective. 

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