#LessonsInRespect
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tuber777rishi · 9 months ago
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Observation Helps
It was my first day at college as a DSY (Direct Second Year) student, so I was two months behind the rest of the class. I tried talking to some classmates, but being a DSY student, the regulars weren’t that friendly. Then, I met another DSY student named Neil Sanders.
When we first talked, Neil wouldn’t stop bragging about himself—his father’s business, how rich he is, what we should be doing, and more. Honestly, it was overwhelming. He kept talking about himself so much that it was almost frustrating. He even dragged me to the library to get a reference book for a subject. At first, I thought, Maybe he’s smart, maybe he’s focused on studying.
But instead of judging him immediately, I decided to observe. As we searched for the book, he kept bringing up topics I had zero interest in. He even admitted that his friends often ditch him because of his annoying personality. That was a red flag, but I kept listening and observing. I knew that sometimes, people who seem difficult can still be useful—especially if they have connections, like Neil’s rich dad.
After a few days of observation, it became clear: Neil wasn’t the big deal he made himself out to be. Sure, his dad had a business, but all that talk about how great he was? Pure exaggeration. And then it clicked—he was doing all this to get attention from girls. Neil was a classic simp, someone who will step on anyone for validation, but won’t have your back when you need help. I’ve seen this type before—they cause you trouble, ask for help, and then disappear when it’s your turn to need something.
So, in the end, I keep my distance. I’m around him, but I’m not with him.
Observation really helps you figure out who your real friends are—and who’s just looking out for themselves.
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tuber777rishi · 9 months ago
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Kindness
So, a new girl named Yolanda Nash joined my college today. We were having a practical session, and being the kind person I am, I offered to help her with the college dashboard app—where we check our profile, fees, attendance, etc. I approached her and said, "Hey, I can help you set it up. Just download the app from the Play Store and use the ID the college gave you." But she stopped me mid-sentence and said, "Can we do this tomorrow?"
Internally, my mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but I didn’t let it show. I simply replied, "Okay." In my head though, I thought, Do you really think I’m going to help you again? She left without a second glance. Later, even the teacher commented that Yolanda didn't seem interested in the practical either—she was ignoring the instructor while they were talking to her.
Now, here’s where it gets interesting. She didn’t know much about me... but she was about to find out. When the class started, I was super active, answering questions and participating in discussions. I noticed her watching me. I was sitting in the 4th row, middle seat, and she was in the 1st row, to the right. When the class ended, as I was leaving, she looked at me with a mix of helplessness, admiration, and maybe something more. My friends even said she wanted to talk to me.
But in my mind, I thought, No way. She had her chance when I was genuinely kind without expecting anything in return. Now, she’s giving me those eyes, thinking she can reel me in for favors.
But no, in your dreams, Yolanda.
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