Benefit of doubt

I gave the conductor LKR 15, and I was supposed to get LKR 4 back. But he didn’t. I gave him a LKR 10 note and a LKR 5 coin. I saw him putting the coin in the LKR 1 “section” in his palm; so I knew that he made a genuine mistake and said politely that I gave him LKR 15, and he returned the balance with an apology.

Now, what if I had not seen the mistake but without sufficient proof assumed that he was trying to cheat me?

Going forward, I will try and give people the benefit of doubt. no, that does not mean that they can take me for a sucker :P

Happiness

This has been one of the happiest weeks in my life. Nothing special really, over worked and issues at office. However, there seems to have been a marked change in my attitude: its unbelievable how i feel. Am I am somehow managing to fake happiness? i don’t think so. I have changed my outlook on things.

“This too shall pass” is something i now keep in my head, both during good, and bad times. I accidentally cam across Dealing With The Emotion by Ajahn Brahm and that helped quite a lot. Also, my healthy dose of what I call negative cynicism is quietly turning to positive cynicism: we don’t know why people do certain things, there could be many reasons. I used to think the worst, but now, I think both.

Songs: No more sad songs early in the morning like “Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone“. Instead, I croak “The lion sleeps tonight” early in the morning down everyone’s ears :)

People: I listen to the negativity and the pity they throw at me “or poor you, working till late night? you should go home” just as, and I try not to let that negativity to get in to me. Did anyone saying “you don’t look well”ever made you actually feel that you don’t feel well, though you felt very good before you heard those words? another takeaway for me from the Australian teacher’s speech.

Have a splendid weekend!

Stuck at home during the long weekend

My friends and I were supposed to meet up for dinner and just hang out and have a good time. However, the two bombs put a stop to it. Consensus between all us was that we should try and not go out too much, until the whole independence tamasha is over.

I use public transport. It was difficult not to worry when I saw the gruesome pictures on the television. I could be next. My closest friends could be next.

The Commons – service sucks

Commons has some good food. However, the service sucks, big time. I have been their thrice, and on all three occasions they messed up the order. My friend went there today, and they served her orange juice when she ordered passion fruit juice. Mishaps can happen once in a while, but not this frequently!

Another thing, I found the haughty attitude of the waiters poison the atmosphere when it came to placing and receiving the food.

Will I go there again? if my friends want to, yes, i will. Apart from the poor service, the food is good – assuming you get what you order – and seating is pretty comfortable. However, Commons will not be my first option.

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