But guess what! When I finally sprang out of bed and began doing those tasks, I found myself feeling excited by the time I had finished washing my clothes; so excited that I decided to skip breakfast and jog to Kiserian Town when I was still feeling elated. It's amazing how our moods can change very quickly, isn't it?
Before I left home for Kiserian, I uttered a prayer, as is my habit, that I may enjoy my morning walk, and that I may be filled with courage to approach any winsome lass I may meet along the way. And because I was planning to buy a pair of shorts, I also prayed that I may find a good one at Kiserian market.
Although I didn't meet any winsome lass along the way, I enjoyed my morning trip to Kiserian Town. And I found a pair of shorts of my size at Kiserian market. I bought the shorts at a cost of Ksh. 150, which was affordable for me.
On my way back home after buying the pair of shorts, I witnessed an incident near the market that had attracted a small crowd of people. It was of a man who was protesting angrily because his car had been hit slightly on the front. He was protesting using some unprintable language while belittling the car that had hit his. And I could tell by the way he was gesturing furiously that he was ready for a fight if provoked more.
Not bothering to hang around the scene and watch the incident unfold, I continued with my walk back home while mulling over what I had just witnessed. The man I had seen protesting angrily over a minor accident reminded of the following words by Marcus Aurelius:
I am going to meet people today who talk too much, people who are selfish, egotistical, ungrateful. But I won't be surprised or disturbed, for I couldn't imagine a world without such people.The man also reminded me of a short video clip I watched a few weeks ago in a Facebook page ran by one of my friends. The video clip was about the wisdom of a black cab driver who stopped on the road to pick a white passenger.
As he drove off, the cab driver, in a polite and cheerful manner, asked his passenger about his day. But then as they were talking, the cab driver suddenly saw a car in front of him. To avoid hitting it, he slammed on the breaks and the cab screeched to a halt, barely missing to hit the car in front. A man then emerged out of the car and started shouting angrily but the cab driver maintained his cool by smiling and waving at the angered man.
After the angry man went back to his car, the white passenger in the cab asked the black cab driver, "How are you so calm and so friendly?"
The cab driver replied, "Well, I'll tell you something man. People are like garbage trucks."
"How?" the passenger inquired, his interest piqued.
"Well," the cab driver continued, "they run around with garbage - they are full of disappointments, full of frustration, full of anger. And when that garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And sometimes they'll dump it on you. But you know what? Don't take it personal. You just wave, smile, wish them well and move on."
Pretty powerful words of wisdom coming from a black cab driver, aren't they? They have made me realize that the man I saw today morning protesting angrily had too much garbage in him that he dumped on the driver who had hit his car. Or what do you think?
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