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              As a 10 year old, I was the “angry young girl”. I could get very angry and the trail of destruction that followed….. my erstwhile classmates loathed me for it. Otherwise I was pretty awesome :grins:

A decade later things are not quite the same. Yes, I do get angry at times but the pattern has changed. Very few people can make me angry. I have a set of unwritten rules which when violated drive me crazily angry. ( I can smile genuinely when a stranger or not-so-known person criticizes me for the wrong reasons. Apparently, when I think so). And they always happen to be my closest pals. It takes me a long time to build up anguish. At an optimal point, I burst out at the slightest of provocation from the same person. I might not shout, yet I know silence is the greatest killer. Usually it takes me long to cool down. Sometimes I hold grudges for a long time. I find it tough to let it go. The ones I fall out with rarely find their way back into my good books. I never regret their loss. I’m better off without them.

Maybe some years later I’ll learn that art too. To let go. To forgive and forget. Till then, the world has to bear with the “angry young girl”.

P.S. : This post is not to glorify my anger management policies. It is just about how I deal with anger.


Amit Gupta said…
huh, hmmmm...hmphh...ic :D
WarmSunshine said…
anger management aye? ah very informative :P :P :D
Phoenix said…
hugz... never mind... we all change over time and its only for the better that we change!

i used to be quite like you...with satisfaction and inner contentment comes peace and the anger subsides.. dont know if its true but it is for me!

mwuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa love you my baby! :)
Satwinder Singh said…
Best way to deal with anger: Smash a precious vase on his/her head.. :P
Anwesa said…
You know it now, don't you ?

:D :P


Love you too dear !

Ah ! I'm not as rich as Ethan :P
Tulika said…
I've never felt so related with a post. :D
Anwesa said…
:D :P :grins:

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