Friday, 6 May 2011

#49 …when you learn to say sorry.

My cousin was fiddling with his mobile while we all were watching movie in the theatre. I would have waived off the issue had he not continued to do that at little intervals. Though he wasn’t disturbing me directly, but sitting beside me, he did break my concentration a few times. When it surpassed my irritation level, I snatched his mobile and kept it with me. After we were finished with the movie,  he quickly retrieved his mobile from me and dialed some no. The first thing that he spoke on phone was no greeting but an apology. Before I could drew his attention to this, he walked away talking. “Sorry” is one word I had never seen him using. My instinct was telling me that the person on the other side of the phone was not just another person but someone special in his life. While I was still wondering, I saw my cousin coming back. When he reached us, another cousin of mine commented on him about his being too busy with his girlfriend these days. When I inquired if there was any truth in it, I wasn’t much surprised when he himself spoke up about his being in a steady relationship with a girl.Only love can teach you to say SORRY if you missed learning it in kindergarten.   

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