Enough

Jack Ass.

Punching away keys in the hope to rise the ranks in the food chain of the corporate world my mind (as always) was wandering. This time to not exactly what you might describe as a happy place. In my mind I went through the faces of all the people who have come into my life and left me. Just left. Some times they brought their baggage along and I like a host in my culture (Atithi Devo Bhava - meaning Guest is God) welcomed them.
Made them feel at ease. Offered food and shelter and warmth for the rainy days and chilly winter nights. They felt at ease or so it seemed at that point.

And then they left. Leaving the place they called home for a while. They left. Leaving their baggage behind.

 I looked around in my life and saw so much junk. Stories. Incidents. Memories. All reminding me that some one lived here for whom I re-organised my space to make them at home. All staring me in my face asking me one question WHY?

Then I had what one might call an epiphany at what a Jack Ass I had been.


Jack Ass for letting people in.
Jack Ass for re-organising my space and life to accommodate them.
Jack Ass for retaining their baggage.
Jack Ass for wasting my time thinking about them.

I now have decided. Enough is Enough. I am no more to be Jack Ass.