A cockroach flew from nowhere and sat on a lady in a restaurant. She began screaming in terror. She started jumping with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach, with a panicked face and trembling voice. Everyone in her group panicked as a result of her reaction. The lady eventually got the cockroach to move, but it landed on another lady in the group.
It was now the turn of the other lady in the group to carry on the drama. The waiter rushed forward to save them. The cockroach then fell upon the waiter in the relay of throwing. The waiter stood firm, composed himself, and observed the cockroach on his shirt’s behaviour. He grabbed it with his fingers and threw it out of the restaurant when he felt confident enough.
While sipping my coffee and watching the spectacle, my mind’s signal picked up a few thoughts and I began to wonder if the cockroach was to blame for their antics. If that’s the case, why wasn’t the waiter bothered? He handled it almost flawlessly, with no chaos.
moral of the story:
I understood I should not react in life. I should always respond. The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded. Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of, just and right to save a situation from going out of hand, to avoid cracks in a relationship, to avoid making decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or hurry.