'Storm in a Teacup

 Storm in a Teacup

Isn't this a common scenario replicated over and over again in our lives.  Petty stuff.  Minor disconnects.  Small gaps.  Thereafter, we just turn around to the other side.  Not giving the slightest importance to drill-down on the smallness of seeming irritants in life.

What's uncommon between animals, plants versus our problems.  The former do dissipate and die a natural death.  Our problems?  They won't die.  On the other hand, a small spark can lead to a full-blown fire which can quickly spread out like the Australian bushfires.  When someone instigates something, igniting friction, activate your contingency plans.

That's where our problems lie.  Rarely we see a brewing storm out in the horizon.  Instead, when we do we press the 'panic button'?  Only when we see the darkened clouds hovering over the horizon.  By that time, we are losing by default because we hardly lifted a finger at the earliest moment when the small spark started.  And that's when and where we're guilty [me, included].  We tag minor squabbles and conflicts as simply storms in a teapot.

Remember, in life, the road is not paved from coast to coast.  In fact, somewhere just after getting into that long stretch, the pavement ends.  And only then little little storms will start to spring up surprises.  What matters is how well timed is it when you pick up the gauntlet.  And in life, what makes or breaks you is the first precious minutes.  Your swiftness to react.  Act fast, you'll almost effortless kill a small fire that looks like a bonfire.  Take one step behind, you will lose the momentum.

To whom can we point our fingers?  Take that pointed stance wherein most of our fingers point back right in our face.  Point is, never belittle those irritants. those warts, those small stones thrown across our paths.  What should stomp us is that there's a huge difference in the required efforts to be exerted when pegging it to someone taking a swift action versus a laidback one who'd prefer to see the fruit-bearing trees to naturaly push down its fruits down to your laidback [a.k.a. LAZY] self.  The worst ramification is that your odds of overcoming minor irritants in life suddenly skyrockets, pushing your probabilities to further slide down.

And what could be the worst indictment on us?  It is this despicable attitude wherein, when we find something we're aligned, you won't lose time to act on it.  But once you turn cold on something, you bet, there will be tons and tons of reasons to impede you to take that next step.

This pandemic should bear witness to lots of storms in a teacup that have turned out to be super typhoons that turned petty tiffs into huge gaps within immediate families.  And when pride turns its ugly head, people get pushed against the wall and the unthinkable creeps in.  Nary a word within the household.  One protagonist withdraws towards the dungeons like the reclusive hermit who reminds one self that he/she doesn't need anyone else in life.  Oh c'mon, let's remember John Donne's one-liner, NO MAN IS AN ISLAND.