The power of nagging
As I was rushing to warm Hassan's clothes on the heater before he puts them on, I heard the horn. It is the bus!! oops..we missed it. I ventured into the cold balcony and waved at the bus to inform the driver to go away. He did not see me, though and kept nagging with his horn. I realized right from the very first moment that he is neither gonna see me nor my signaling hands, and yet I stood there, unable to go in and proceed with the morning marathon. As long as he nagged, I stood. Then, I wondered, what is it about nagging that freezed me into inaction? or what is it about me, may be? why can't I ignore requests, horns, moans or complaints? actually, it goes even further, I find it hard to ignore any comment, any criticism, any upset atom in the air. The problem is that sometimes, I know that the request is illegitimate, or selfish or incorrect. Sometimes, I know that the signals will be futile and that it would have been more productive to go in and continue what I was doing.
Even worse, sometimes I hear criticism that I know is vicious, is unfounded and yet I stand there listening, letting all those negative vibes penetrate me.
Why do I do that?? when it is a waste of energy, time and waste of fun as well? What if I decide to close the shelters at some point and let the wind blow outside? why not? It might seem difficult, but I have done it before and it has worked. It is sometimes a visualization technique in which I am sheltered, and sometimes it is a switch in my head, through which I divert the ongoing blah blah blah outward and focus on what is important at hand.
And sometimes, it is a plain "stop and go" thing. I stop the blah blah blah and go....May be I just have to be more aware and more firm, and let the nagging go somewhere else.
As I was rushing to warm Hassan's clothes on the heater before he puts them on, I heard the horn. It is the bus!! oops..we missed it. I ventured into the cold balcony and waved at the bus to inform the driver to go away. He did not see me, though and kept nagging with his horn. I realized right from the very first moment that he is neither gonna see me nor my signaling hands, and yet I stood there, unable to go in and proceed with the morning marathon. As long as he nagged, I stood. Then, I wondered, what is it about nagging that freezed me into inaction? or what is it about me, may be? why can't I ignore requests, horns, moans or complaints? actually, it goes even further, I find it hard to ignore any comment, any criticism, any upset atom in the air. The problem is that sometimes, I know that the request is illegitimate, or selfish or incorrect. Sometimes, I know that the signals will be futile and that it would have been more productive to go in and continue what I was doing.
Even worse, sometimes I hear criticism that I know is vicious, is unfounded and yet I stand there listening, letting all those negative vibes penetrate me.
Why do I do that?? when it is a waste of energy, time and waste of fun as well? What if I decide to close the shelters at some point and let the wind blow outside? why not? It might seem difficult, but I have done it before and it has worked. It is sometimes a visualization technique in which I am sheltered, and sometimes it is a switch in my head, through which I divert the ongoing blah blah blah outward and focus on what is important at hand.
And sometimes, it is a plain "stop and go" thing. I stop the blah blah blah and go....May be I just have to be more aware and more firm, and let the nagging go somewhere else.
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