Dearest Atiqah,

How are you doing? I am doing just excellent as always, and I do hope you are having the time of your life today.

It has come to my knowledge that you had a rather huge argument today. Two against one. And I should never have doubted you would have won that argument, regardless of how many opponents you have. A congratulation is in order.

So you won the argument and got what you want. And you had managed to condemn one opponent and made the other one in tears. Your partner and the other three spectators were grinning rather goofily. You noticed? I do.

Have you considered this when you got all heated up? Because I am sure that I will not show up unless you are in an intense emotion. In this case, the feeling of kicking a puppy. A cute adorable puppy with cancer and five months to live.

What was it called? Ah, yes. Guilt.

I know you had a strong point in arguing and I am sure you were right. Maybe they, too, had their points? Perhaps not as strong as yours, but their points should have been considered, instead of jumping on their throats. What do you think?

We read Dale Carnegie, and I recalled him saying if you argue for your point and win, you will still be losing as you didn’t manage to change the others’ point of view. You just manage to make them sick and concur with you out of frustration.

Consider how our beloved Prophet Muhammad s.a.w interacted with others. And how about Benjamin Franklin? Theo Roosevelt?

You enjoy reading; even the crappiest crap so long as they were well-written. Look them up and read about them.

And remember that Personality Plus book? What that lady Florence Littauer said about Cholerics? "They [Cholerics] are natural great leader and are always right, but only when they improve their weaknesses they will become the great leader that they are."

Be diplomatic. Then you will be happily right and others won’t feel that frustrated with your stubborn head.

You’ve made a mistake, but it’s okay if you learn from it and avoid it in the future. Don’t worry too much

Oh, look at the time! I have to bid thee adieu, and until our path crosses again, have a pleasant day running the house with a tolerable Fist of Tabigong. Here’s a bear hug from a distance away, as I am,

Yours lovingly,

Your sensible self.

p/s: No matter how guilty you are and the numerous time the thought of apologizing occur to you, you just wouldn’t do it. I know. Save the egoistic characteristic for a later fight between us, okay?