It was very daring. I was positioned over a sharpe edged sword. For a moment, That old frined of mine, the smart idiot, cried out to kick the sharp edge of the sword. But my other(invisible) friend,whom I have listended to the minimum, the one who always protected me from hard falls, pulled me back. He wispered, don't jump, hold on, cool... he went on and I gave him my ear and my mind. That made the difference. What I said today, might (I believe) have made some impact, though they won't openly show it. They have their own compulsions too for that. I, from my side, was consicous to put the least of damaging words, which I susually do. Hope I have succeeded, though occassionally emotional outbreakes did show signs of the tight rope breaking now and then. This time that invisible friend send his aid stand beside me thru Joseph. Swapu's encouragements held me tight to stand brave and sail thru the situation.Using the word 'sorry' has it's own impact. Exactly that is what I did at the end of the heated argument. An unconditional 'sorry' was put in, on my own. That, I am sure, cetainly made the difference. Any how I have to sail thru....
A month's lease extension has been granted, which I am sure, enough for me to work on my short comings.
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Wise words! Sometimes its best to look at a tense situation from an outsiders perspective...All the best
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