I believe, if you pay enough attention, life will not waste even a single second to teach you something new, something exciting. I guess that is what life is all about. Learning.
This weekend my car taught me a valuable lesson in life.
Friday night, my car key broke off while I was trying to open the trunk. I know, its weird, but believe me, it did happen. Half of it in my hand the other half, cmon use your imagination. Ofcourse, in the keyhole of the trunk. I panicked. My first thoughts, “My wife is going to kill me”. No really, I mean it, that was the first thought that crossed my mind.
Although, I guess its a very normal reaction that any married man would have, this time it was special, because, just a couple of days back my wife had asked me to get an extra key done and I had put off doing that till the weekend.
I’d let you be the judge of what you think is more scary, the only key to your car in two pieces or your wife who is mad at you because had you listened to her in the first place, there would have been no problem in the first place.
So, here I was, in a foreign land, with the only key to my only car broken into two pieces and my wife cursing me for not listening to her. Eventually, when I did come to terms with the situation, I realized that back in India I had never heard of anyone who could make a duplicate key out two broken pieces of the original key. That thought made my feet wobble.
How was I ever going to get my car started up again. I don’t know how, but when I did gather back my senses I did call up the guy who I knew was my only hope. I had never in the wildest stretch of my imagination thought about the solution he had to offer. He asked me to go the authorized dealer alongwith my car’s Vehicle Identification Number and some kind of proof that the car did really belong to me. The next morning that is the first thing I did and
Poof!! Before I knew it I had a set of new keys in my hand. I could not believe it. It was amazing. For a moment, what I had thought was a total disaster, got resolved in a giffy.
The lesson I learnt:
Fear is nothing but imagination gone berserk. I mean, everytime something goes wrong I start imagining about the worst possible consequences. I mean cmon, its not that if I broke or lost the only key to my car, that I might never be able to put my car to use again. I know, at hindsight, its sound utterly stupid but the thought did cross my mind and lets be honest, when fear gets the best of us there is no limiting the devil inside us, the devil is that is nothing but just us not willing to put our thoughts straight. Most of us, most of the times, fear and worry about things that might not happen. And more often that not, they never do.
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