On a beautiful day, I arrived at the hostel gate with my bags, excited for my stay. I had booked a room in advance, but when I got there, I found out it was already taken. So, I told the hostel staff that I had reserved that bed months ago. After some talking and asking around, they offered me a bed in the same room for now and said I’d get a better bed in a month. Even though I had booked the room long ago, it didn’t seem fair that someone else got it. I felt bad for my roommates, who were caught up in this mess because of the hostel’s mistake. They started seeing me as someone who just showed up out of nowhere, and it felt strange to even say hello to them.
When things got complicated, I tried to smile and stay positive. But my logical side wasn’t much help. I was completely drained from my long journey, so I had a quick dinner and set up my bed to get some sleep.
The next morning, I woke up hoping to have a friendly morning with my roommates, but they weren’t there. I wondered if they had disappeared overnight. It felt like I was left out of something. Eventually, I heard them coming back from breakfast served downstairs. They didn’t seem very friendly to me when I greeted them.
I got ready for the day rushing for breakfast with a hungry tummy. As the days went by, it became harder to connect with my roommates. It felt like they were ignoring me, even though we were all in the same room. I felt alone even when people were around.
The feeling of being ignored started to bother me more and more. We had an argument about things in the room and how we should behave. They didn’t want to listen to my requests. I was getting ready for an important academic contest, so I asked if we could keep the lights on a bit past bedtime, but they didn’t want to agree. It was frustrating to end the day with such a big argument.
They kept making harsh comments, and I felt suffocated just being in the room with them. I couldn’t find peace. I kept thinking about getting back at them for making me feel so bad. I wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine and make them feel uncomfortable too.
Later then I found out that one of my roommates is celebrating birthday soon. I saw this as a chance to get back at them. I gate-crashed them with a gift and greeted birthday wishes. They were surprised and awful for the unexpected gift. I left with a grin, feeling like I had successfully gotten back at them.
Strangely, my room started feeling like a peaceful place after that. Moreover, I was happy to win over their hearts. Days became happier and calmer. I realized that I had the power to make peace and choose happiness. Gifted to forgive and choose love.
As the bible verse says,
Proverbs 25:21-23
If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat;
if he is thirsty, give him water to drink.
In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head,
and the Lord will reward you.
Instead of seeking revenge, I chose to be kind, and it brought harmony to our room. It’s important to live in harmony and spread love to everything and everyone around us.
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God Bless You!
