I did not begin my Monday on a good note. Some personal things did not go my way and naturally I was peeved. Bloghopping during lunchtime only made the blood boiled a bit more than it should, and the temperature rising came to a head when I stumbled upon that entry that ignited my creative juices into typing the previous entry. Even though I had contemplated whether to be jumpy and peeved in the first sentence, from the way I wrote overall, I guess I was spitting vile and venom and baying for blood.
With regards to my previous entry yesterday, I believe someone has already read it and responded in kind in her blog. She said she hates conflicts, and I agree wholeheartedly as I also hate it to the core. What started off as something which was meant to end up with happiness for many people, turned out otherwise just because there were suspicions and lack of communication. I believe I made a mistake in scaring her, when I joked once that I would find their old friends right down to the graveyard, which of course was meant as a figure of speech. Unknowingly I did not even realise that one of them had in actual fact passed on, hence the peeve towards my apparent insensitivity.
Though I perfectly understood why she felt the way she did, on why would a total stranger suddenly appear and be so excited about helping out, I believe things could have been done a little more tastefully by getting to know me a bit better, rather than look at me like a total wacko or stalker for that matter. Yeah you can be protective of your friends’ interests and entitled to your own opinions but if it affects morale and spreads unhappiness throughout, we won’t even get to realise our intentions to unite everyone. True, the world will be a boring place if people were to agree with one another but the world will also be a disaster if people do not learn to respect, tolerate and compromise their own differences towards each other.
Personally I hate to prolong this and I certainly thought it was over and done with after I had explained myself to her in a lengthy email sometime towards the end of 2006. Little did I expect this to crop up again a year on. I might have used religion as a way of reasoning in the previous entry but I believe I made sense in what I said and I certainly approached this whole reunion thingy with the love of Islam in mind. I never questioned her faith but to remind herself and also myself that there are more than just the 5 daily prayers that we need to look after. I don’t have to elaborate further. We’re all intelligent and mature, thinking adults to know ourselves.
I accept her apologies and I hope she would move on from this episode, no matter how bitter it is for either of us to swallow. I don’t have any qualms about her joining the Facebook group, in fact I welcome her in if she ever decides to join. And if I had offended her or anyone else in my previous entries on this particular topic, especially with my stinging words, I too would like to apologise. Life is too short to be holding grudges or be affected by trivial matters like these when there are other more important things of precedence that need our attention…