After a tiring day in college, I planned to play some foosball after dinner. Four of us reached the common room of our hostel and divided ourselves into two teams. In the game, me being a newbie, I often rolled the sticks by rolling my palm over the handle. This shot the ball into the opponent’s goal multiple times. This started bothering them after I scored multiple goals like this. They started cribbing that it is cheating. I was enjoying it thoroughly – me winning and them whining. I continued with my style saying this is not an unfair technique, but just an unorthodox style (LOL). Soon it went out of hand, and one of them started verbally abusing me. I continued playing like that without returning his initial abuses. To those who are unaware, verbal abusing is very common in engineering colleges. But last year, I understood that cuss words eat your tapas just like lying and gossiping. So I don’t do that anymore (like 99.999% of times). But honestly, it started hurting me after sometime coz he was getting more creative with his words. And other students were laughing out loud to that. Still, I tried my best to hold back, trying to show that it wasn’t bothering me (Golden rule: Thand aur bezatti, jitna mehsoos kroge, utni lgegi). Once the third round ended, I called off the match, coz, one, I was leading and secondly, he was getting more agitated.
When I returned to my room I was grieved by his words and I was thinking about making him realise his mistake and give it back to him. But I made a better choice and instead did “forgiveness” meditation. Swamiji’s voice & words just rinsed my heart. And now I could again see the beauty around myself.