Angry

I remember clearly the time when I felt very angry.

One day when I came back from school I opened the door of my room and found my room very dirty and messy! I was so angry that I shouted. My mother ran into my room and asked me what had happened.

I had jumped to the conclusion that my younger brother was the culprit and that was the 'present' he had given me. I really wanted to shout at him at once. But I knew very well that when we are angry, we do not see the truth clearly. As a result of our poor judgement, we may land up doing some rash actions.

At that moment, my young brother entered my room and told me shyly that he had wanted to make my room more beautiful. On hearing that, I was so glad that I had not blamed him. I kissed him. My mother smiled.

‘Controlling anger before anger controls you’ is something I will remember always.