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Discipline your emotions, or they will use you
I was suffering from fever and was seething on my bottom. My mother was asking me to take the tablets, but I wasn't because they taste bad. She was rushing to her work and before departing, she came near me and this time ordered me to take pills, still I wasn't. She was out of her patience so she took a belt and started beating me until I took them. She departed, and I started weeping because of that treatment towards me in my illness.
I know she doesn't like me, and no one else in my house did. Then I settled to leave- packed my purse and exited the home. After walking for some time I was hungry and tired, so I took some money and ate chapatti. I started walking and was thinking about her treatment. I determined not to come back again or catch their looks yet. After some time I was completely tired and wanted to get repose, but I thought back, I didn't save a bed as in the home. Even then, I decided to sleep on footpath rather than moving back home and then I set down on the pathway.
After waking up I saw 30 cents in front of me and I was ashamed of myself. I began walking, and it was near evening. I began seeing that I was sick and to feel good I need to take the tablets. My eyes were almost blurred and were ready to faint. I sat down beside the road and was losing consciousness.
Abruptly, I woke up in a hospital room which was occupied with my family. I was shocked to see them again and thanked god for doing that for me. I got home, embraced my mom and apologized, and she didn't say a word. I came in my room and recalled everything I did the previous day, it made me feel ashamed at first, but later feared me of what I have made out. The foolish decision I chose that day would have killed me; would have killed my dreams; would have taken away everything I have today if I haven't found beside the road at the right time.
Wisdom is what we get from experience, the experience is what we get from failure. I failed, I failed in making a decision. I have chosen that decision because I was emotional, I was angry at my mother because of her treatment, but I wasn't able to think what her real intention was behind that treatment because I was in emotional imbalance. At that moment I wasn't able to think positively or make a right decision because I was simply remembering about the physical pain I was living through, but not about the issues that I possess to face in future.
If I have not taken the pills and my mother has left me without any concern, I would have been admitted to the hospital the next day, and somehow I have to take other pills maybe even more. I had two alternatives if I selected a wrong decision all my ambitions, goals and life would have been messed up and I wouldn't excuse myself the whole lifetime. But if I have taken a right decision I would lead life the same way I dreamed of, by having some ups and downs. Option one is for those people who take emotional decisions and later realize they were amiss, and I am no more in that squad.
The emotional decision I chose that day later made me recognize that I was incorrect. I today found the prospect of reviving it, but if I hadn't faced it, I may not have that opportunity in the future. Yet, I am emotional but I learned to discipline my emotions, and I am not giving way to let this destroy me.
Discipline your emotions, or they will use you
I was suffering from fever and was seething on my bottom. My mother was asking me to take the tablets, but I wasn't because they taste bad. She was rushing to her work and before departing, she came near me and this time ordered me to take pills, still I wasn't. She was out of her patience so she took a belt and started beating me until I took them. She departed, and I started weeping because of that treatment towards me in my illness.
I know she doesn't like me, and no one else in my house did. Then I settled to leave- packed my purse and exited the home. After walking for some time I was hungry and tired, so I took some money and ate chapatti. I started walking and was thinking about her treatment. I determined not to come back again or catch their looks yet. After some time I was completely tired and wanted to get repose, but I thought back, I didn't save a bed as in the home. Even then, I decided to sleep on footpath rather than moving back home and then I set down on the pathway.
After waking up I saw 30 cents in front of me and I was ashamed of myself. I began walking, and it was near evening. I began seeing that I was sick and to feel good I need to take the tablets. My eyes were almost blurred and were ready to faint. I sat down beside the road and was losing consciousness.
Abruptly, I woke up in a hospital room which was occupied with my family. I was shocked to see them again and thanked god for doing that for me. I got home, embraced my mom and apologized, and she didn't say a word. I came in my room and recalled everything I did the previous day, it made me feel ashamed at first, but later feared me of what I have made out. The foolish decision I chose that day would have killed me; would have killed my dreams; would have taken away everything I have today if I haven't found beside the road at the right time.
Wisdom is what we get from experience, the experience is what we get from failure. I failed, I failed in making a decision. I have chosen that decision because I was emotional, I was angry at my mother because of her treatment, but I wasn't able to think what her real intention was behind that treatment because I was in emotional imbalance. At that moment I wasn't able to think positively or make a right decision because I was simply remembering about the physical pain I was living through, but not about the issues that I possess to face in future.
If I have not taken the pills and my mother has left me without any concern, I would have been admitted to the hospital the next day, and somehow I have to take other pills maybe even more. I had two alternatives if I selected a wrong decision all my ambitions, goals and life would have been messed up and I wouldn't excuse myself the whole lifetime. But if I have taken a right decision I would lead life the same way I dreamed of, by having some ups and downs. Option one is for those people who take emotional decisions and later realize they were amiss, and I am no more in that squad.
The emotional decision I chose that day later made me recognize that I was incorrect. I today found the prospect of reviving it, but if I hadn't faced it, I may not have that opportunity in the future. Yet, I am emotional but I learned to discipline my emotions, and I am not giving way to let this destroy me.