At a restaurant, a cockroach suddenly flew from somewhere 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.
The 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 behavior of
the cockroach on his shirt.
When he was confident enough, he grabbed it with his fingers and
threw it out of the restaurant.
Was the cockroach
responsible for their histrionic behavior?
If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed?
He handled it near to 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 the ladies.
It is not the shouting of our family members or our boss or
our neighbors that disturbs us, but it's our inability to handle the
disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs us.
It's not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs us, but our
inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that
disturbs us.
More than the problem, it's our reaction to the problem that creates
chaos in our life.
We should not react in life.
We should always respond.
The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded.
Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of.
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