LAMENTATIONS

If I start complaining I ll have a thousand things to complain abt. Somebody did this, smbdy did tht, smbbdy did not do this and smbdy did not do tht.
But will all this help. Shdnt I be making concessions for them, they r my friends. But then there shd be some measures of determining whether the fault was small enough to be forgotten or bigger to be remembered, and shd I hold a grudge, and if not then y not?
I try to do the best, be the best, and yet sometimes I have to face all this. Is it fair. Don’t I matter? To nobody? I thought better of myself…….I still do.
To hell with all of them to hell wth they do. I ll try to keep doing the right thing. Coz I have my own image of myself to live upto. I cannot be mean, coz then I ll lose respect in my own eyes.
I believe everybody goes through such phases, and coupled with some stress probably there small slips of friends look huge.
But somehow I am sill not convinced tht there r always small slips. I am not a cribbing kind. No. I do give them space. Lots of space. And I do have expectations.
Prpbably that is the root of everything. EXPECTATIONS. But its difficult not to have any. From anybody.
Oh plz……am human. But then even they r human. But y do somehow I always remember n they forget. Y do I don’t make as big mistakes? Ha u must be laughing thinking I de never call my mistakes big, but its not so. No. I know when I am wrong. Guess there is no end to these lamentations, so I ll put one.
But truly………………………………..sometimes the whole world irritates me.