I take my power back....

I wait for this signal to turn green on my scooter. It's nice and scorching. I am thinking whether it was a good idea to get my scooter and then I am interrupted by two men who navigate their way across us-the autos, cars, scooters, and bikes.They seem to be in a hurry to cross the road.

And in that hurry, the shoulder of the man hits against my mirror. I was concerned about him and his shoulder and also for my mirror. Before I could allow my next thought to pop up, this man turns behind and tries to stare at me through my sunglasses and the scarf that covered my face. He was soooooooooo angry.

Anyways, he walked away and I started popping thoughts in my mind again about what exactly did that stare mean. He was the one who was in a hurry and before I could think he stared again in anger and frowned as much as he could. His stare conveyed to me that I was responsible for the pain that he was feeling on his shoulder.

And then, I was waiting there getting into a justification mode to my own self that he should look and walk. He can't blame me. I was just beginning to get angry.

And then came another thought-
Reena, he passed the blame to you.
And you passed it to him.
Do you want to stay in this circle of blame?
Do you want to allow others to trigger you?
And then I smiled thinking how I give my power to anyone...
And I took my power back... and told myself
My dear friend- I allow you to stare and frown at me. Thanks for letting me know how to be more mindful of my emotions.....and I allowed myself to return back to my centre waiting for the light to turn green...

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