Yes, I was Wrong...

“Yes, I was wrong, I admit it was my mistake”, the room turned silent and everyone looked surprised. It was a brave confession indeed.

Aiming to be a perfectionist? No one is perfect, we all make mistakes, it is part of being human; but the question is how many of us have the guts and courage to admit?

How many of us accept our mistakes?

Ego stops us and we start sensing an inferior feeling when accept our mistakes.

We teach the modern day kids about the virtues of being truthful but when we commit mistakes, we are always looking at a scapegoat who can take the fall.

Along with courage, it even takes a lot of integrity to admit to one's mistakes. It is so difficult to practice this.

“There are no mistakes, only lessons”, says my mother.

We justify mistakes for the sake of our ego. Sometimes it is best to say, very simply, “Yes, I made a mistake”, marking an end to an argument.

Accepting the blame, even when you have not done any mistake by resisting the temptation of justifying, for the sake of loved ones is the quality of a wise man.

There are people who deny their mistakes; they even go for counter allegations. But a dignified apology can go a long way to restoring trust.

The most powerful trait of a person is to readily accept his/her shortcomings. Nothing can be more appreciable and so truly respected.

Yeah, the best thing is to stick to the truth. Simply accept what we are and what we did. This way, we can improve a lot.

I accept my mistakes and make sure not to repeat the same again. It is the key for a much better life.

Alarming Alarms...

I woke up, took a glance at the table clock, it showed 4:10am. Thank God, 50 more valuable minutes for the alarm to actually scream into my ears. I went back to sleep with a warm smile.

After a good long sleep, I woke up shocked. The clock shows the same time, 4:10am. The battery is dead. I sprang out of bed in a flash, grabbed my mobile from the table, it was 6:35am and I have to be present at office by 7:00am today.

Every second counted as I rushed like mad and crazy. Shaved, showered, got dressed up and stepped out of my room. After locking the door behind me, turned my back to find the next door guy walking towards me, "Can you lend me your calculator for today? yes, the scientific one", he asked.

"Yaar, you could've asked me a little earlier".

"Five minutes ago, I rang your door bell, there was no response", he said.

"Oh, may be I was in the shower then, I'm in a hurry today, I'm late for office, today we have a meeting, there is a Powerpoint presentation and I have to be present one hour early. I'm sorry but I don't have time to get back into the house. I'll definitely give it in the evening after I'm back home".

His face turned pale, "I need the calculator for solving exercise problems. Tomorrow I'm having my semester exam, what should I do the whole day if you give it in the evening? help me".

I looked at my watch, it showed 6:50am, "Please try to understand my situation buddy, it'll be hard for me to fight through the traffic in just 10 minutes and reach office. I know I'll be late, but I can't handle if it gets too late. You could've asked me yesterday itself. Look, I have no problem lending it to you but I have to go now".

He continued, "I've got a simple one but all I need is the scientific calculator and if you don't give it now, it will ruin my chance to retain top position in my class". It looked like I've taken his calculator and not returning it back.

By the time I'm having this conversation, I could've opened the lock and given him, but the problem was I don't remember where the calculator was and it does take some time to search for it.

"No way, I'm already late". I just ran down the stairs hurriedly, I didn't even bother to hear what he replied back. I knew that such a gesture from me dilutes our friendship, but I had no choice, my boss would shout at me if I delay further.

I reached the parking lot, put my hand in pocket to take out the bike keys. "How the hell can I ever forget my bike keys? This happens to be the first time that I'm so absent minded". God is with him today, I thought and ran back upstairs.

The corridor was empty. I rang his door bell and by the time he opened, I've unlocked my room, I shouted, "Hey dude, cheer up man, come here, I'll give you the calculator, prepare well for your exam. God recommends that you be must be helped right now".

There was a burst of joy in his face, "You came back for my sake? to gimme the calculator?".

"I'm sorry, I came back not for that but in fact I forgot my bike keys and I realize that I can be really so absent minded when in a hurry".

I gave him the scientific calculator, went to office 20 minutes late and I supported myself with two excuses, one was that the alarm clock had a dead battery and the other being the great Indian traffic jams.

Lending the calculator was something that I can smile at, that even absent mindedness can do good at times.