Life’s Bus Ride: Why Our Journey Together Is Too Short for Hate
Not long ago, I came across a simple story that carries a profound lesson for all of us. A young lady was seated quietly on a bus. At the next stop, an elderly woman entered, carrying several heavy bags. She squeezed into the seat beside the young lady, accidentally bumping and inconveniencing her. Another passenger, noticing what had happened, asked the young lady why she didn’t complain. With a calm smile, she replied: “It is not necessary to be rude or argue over something so insignificant. My stop is the next one. The journey is so short.” Those words struck me deeply. They deserve to be written in golden letters: “It is not necessary to argue over something so insignificant. Our journey together is so short.” The Shortness of Our Shared Journey Life is often compared to a journey. We enter at different times, meet fellow travelers along the way, and eventually, we all step off at our stops. Yet we sometimes live as though the journey will last forever holding grudges, en...