Ever had one of those days where you wondered what if, and what could have been?
It’s funny how life can give you roses and chocolates and cotton candy, and then the next day you get rotten fish.
It’s just one of those days for me. Rotten fish. You think you know how to keep the fish alive and well, and the next thing you know, it’s floating belly up, putrefying and turning the water it’s in all murky and cloudy, affecting all the other fish in the tank.
How do you keep the fish alive? You feed it, you nurture it, you change the tank water, maybe even talk to it. The fish may grow, slowly, albeit steadily. You and fish become good friends. You know what your fish likes to eat, and your fish is happy to eat off your hand. One day you decide to bring your friendship with Fish even closer, and you try to pat it gently. Fish turns around and bites you till it bleeds. And it bleeds really badly. You feel really hurt. Not because of the bleeding wound, but because you had trusted Fish. You thought that Fish was your Good Friend. Apparently not. Fish doesn’t trust you after all. It had only trusted you up to a certain level. Even that perhaps, was a “fake” sort of trust.
Do you try and nurture your friendship back with Fish? Or you leave it be? Leave it at that level where you just feed Fish from afar? Or maybe take one step back and be less friendly with Fish?