Stars


Yesterday, I was kind of mad...I thought I was mad because of one person. Then I thought again. I think I wasn't mad at that person. Maybe I was mad at myself. Then I expressed my feeling to that person. I didn't yell, I didn't cry, I didn't scream. I was too sleepy to do those things. I was just too cold to that person. I showed him exactly that I was not feeling good. At once, about an year ago, I determined with my mother not to get mad at any moment even though something really makes us feel terrible. It was my mother who first suggested. She got inspired by the book called 'The Theories on Happiness of Dalai Lama(´Þ¶óÀÌ ¶ó¸¶ÀÇ Çູ·Ð)'. Once my mother had to suffer a lot. One younger guy whom she knew in university betrayed her, made up lies about her, and prevented her from being a co-worker of him. After that, my mother asked me in the bathroom. "Do you think I had better revenge him? or forgive him? I know that it is not a good way to revenge him, and get mad at him. On the other hand, I think I can't get the stress in my deep part without revenging him.". Then I said to my mother,"Mom, I understand you, but revenge wouldn't give you anything. You wouldn't be feeling better even after the revenge." My mother just said nothing. At that time, she didn't revenge or do anything to that man. Now, I often get mad. I don't know the reason. I just try to see the bad parts of my friends, family memebers, and so on. I see the stars in th sky. I can also see the moon. They are always there. They look at everyone smiling everytime. I can't imagine them getting mad. They seem to see each of us as one of the angels from the heaven. I think again, and again. Those stars, and moon comes into my mind, brightening the dark room in my heart.