Anger


All of us get angry sometime or the other. There’s no denying this fact. It’s human nature. Getting angry is not a problem. Not controlling the anger is the issue. When you are angry you are not in your senses. Doing anything then can be disastrous. Relationships crumble, friendships end; anger disrupts and damages.


Only some can manage anger effectively. Rather, everyone should be doing it. When we lose our temper, we indicate our immaturity to deal with a situation. Not always things will work the way we want them to. Not everyone will behave the way we want them to. If we get upset with others, others also get upset by us. We should know this.  


We should not think that we are right while others are wrong. It maybe that we are right but the other person may also be. We should stop seeing things only from our points of view. Others also have their points of view. If we understand this simple logic, we’ll be able to control our anger. 


Yet, despite our best efforts, we might still get angry. When we do get angry, we shouldn’t do any of the following:


Talk / discuss / debate

Write emails / letters / notes

Promise / commit

Gesticulate

Make faces / gnash teeth / stamp feet


The best things to do while you are angry are to:


Put yourself in the other person’s shoe

Breathe in / breathe out

Imagine a glorious moment of your life

Sing / whistle

Count alphabets backwards (no, not numbers, that anyone can do)

Reflect

Go for a brisk walk

Think of death (anger will disappear in a jiffy)


But everything about anger is not negative. As long as the anger is not directed at an individual, it is not harmful. It has some beneficial effects. Getting angry with yourself on not meeting targets and completing tasks and failing commitments, etc can make you more productive, energetic and determined. So, channel your anger in the right direction – You.


-        -   NZ

29.12.2019

BN: 219






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