At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew in 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.
A waiter rushed forward to their rescue. In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter. The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behaviour of the cockroach on his shirt. When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his hand 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 I started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behaviour?
If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near 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 them.
I realized that, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss or my wife that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting. It's not the traffic jams on the road that disturb me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jams.
More than the problem, it is my reaction to the problem that creates chaos in my life.
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A Touch of Inspiration
Short StoryHi :) This book is about the inspiring, heartwarming lessons we learn from time to time in our lives. It contains short stories with big ideas, and hopefully these stories can spark something in you to reflect on what really matters. These stories...
