The toll of simplicity

Sometimes things aren’t mystified, the way we cogitate they are. One of the biggest virtues of mankind is pardoning. Lot of things get simplified by just exonerating and burying. One just needs to give a damn about things uptuning us in daily life.

Everybody make mistakes. That doesn’t mean we keep on pointing out those mistakes now and then to make the other person feel censurable. Take a chill pill... Take it light. Despite the difference in thoughts, think and talk about things that went positive. Stop jumping onto conclusions. Take the discussion to a different stage. More importantly, speak courteously. You are still conjugated to the impeached. You have shared exquisite memories.


Just think once before you use harsh words. Has the impeached done such a big thing that has changed the course of relationship or would your words change it later?

Secondly, do the warm gestures of the accused in the past are worth enough to compensate for the mistakes or did the person really deserve the bricks and bats for the doings? Think what you missed for those instants.

Alternatively, you would have shared the smiles. You would have talked about the nice things that happened.


So think. Think deeply. Think Simple. (iThink... ehhehe... NOT AN APPLE PRODUCT)


Jai Maddieee baba !!

Comments

  1. Vaibhav JainWednesday, August 27, 2008 8:29:00 PM

    highly philosophical.. way above my understanding level... :Pvery very well written

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  2. sakshiMonday, September 01, 2008 11:16:00 PM

    yaar kam se kam blog mein toh aasan language mien likha kar...isse hum jaise prani bhi padhte hain!!!

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