I Want It No More !!

Hey lovely people !

Ah... It feels so good to be updating my blog after such a long time. It was not like I was busy or something..... i just could think of anything to blabber about at all . Pretty strange, right ? haha Anyways, the writer me is back , I think :P lol. *enough of the drama now* As the picture above may have suggested , the post today is about a very common human trait- Being judgmental.

I was a very judgmental person. I judged and grouped people so fast and involuntarily, that I stunned myself (YES, this really happened !!!) But now I'm slowly trying to outgrow it. I should have realized that I had to get rid of this nature of mine ages ago but oh well! I am a late bloomer and that's not something I can help myself with. I didn't even think I had this problem until a while ago until all of this came daunting on me.

All this happened on a social networking website, facebook of course :P There is this group there where most of the student from our section have become a member. We usually post our practical assignment for others but, there are always the funny jokes and hilarious instances when someone posts something one of the teacher did or said that day in the class...okay, you get the picture, I think :P

So one fine day, one of my classmates put the question 'Who's your favorite band ?' up for discussion in the group. Not much later, comments came pouring in . And a lot of people had this popular music band as their favorite. I too liked that band but ,well, I was not crazy about it like the rest of them . And i'm not the kind of girl who has the mediocre choices so I wrote something near to this , "I too like it but since all of you have the same choices I don't like it like that'' AS IN 'I'm not crazy about it' .

Not a while later, a bunch of people, who 'lived-and-died' only for their music, told me that 'I was nuts', 'I'd very bad taste in music', 'They hated me' and things like this. I was staggered to see all of the negativity from the people who told me earlier they liked me inside out . I felt sad for a moment or two to find out how judgmental the world was; how cruelly they handled the ones who had different choices than them. It took some time, but I finally managed to calm them down and explain to them what I had really meant to say.

They apologized later but 'hate' is a strong word. And, the damage was done. It hurt to know that the people who were so close to me , apparently, 'hated' me for my taste in music. Though the web of misunderstanding got resolved soon and things went back to normal, my stomach still flips when I think of that day. It was not completely their fault too. Their brains worked that way. And the moment on, I swore to myself ,that I WOULD NEVER EVER JUDGE PEOPLE BY MERE WORDS POPPED FROM THEIR MOUTH..... YOU CERTAINLY CAN'T KNOW WHAT THEY IMPLIED OR WHAT HAS MADE THEM THINK THAT WAY (even though, it was virtually spoken in this case, the rule applies ) . I want to stop being judgmental ; I WANT IT NO MORE ;) .So, I learned a pretty big lesson that day. And I hope you too learned something from this small incident. And till now the journey of getting rid of it has been : so far, so good ;)

This much for today, folks. Will update the blog soon... till then,
Goodbye
Much love :)

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