I am often told to control my temper. Right from the childhood. I was never considered to be a good girl. One thing or another is always lacking in me. I often try to exercise self restraint and acquire cool airs. But my efforts often mock me. Only I know how hard I tried to fit in with everything and tried to be a really good girl.
Again I was sinking in self reproaching disposition. To beat that mood and to rationalize my clouded reasoning a bit, I decided to make tea at unearthly hour of 1:50 A.M… The dull ambiance was prompting me to at least spice up my tea a bit. I was trying to locate a bit of ginger in the fridge. Light coming from the fridge and the cool air as an added bonus planted a new thought and enlightened my rational part.
Whenever I shout, point a finger at someone, being illogical, uncaring or on a fault finding mission, at that time I am extremely mad with anger and passion. But now when I am rewinding the whole things in my life it seems people do the same thing with a cool disposition, without any fury or reason, unprovoked, without any baiting, 24 hours, seven days a week, thirty days a month and 365 ΒΌ days a year! With a cool head anyone can say and do anything, and suppose to get away with it? Certainly coolness is a great virtue.
