Thursday, August 09, 2007

...my white fighting fish died...the murderer, my red fighting fish...or it's me...










On Sunday...I wanted to try to see if Mr White & Ms Red had some chemistry, so I tried putting them in the same tank to see if they were better this time. Well, as I observe, they were quite friendly to one another, there were not too much chasing and fighting like the previous 4 times I have tried. So I heard from a friend that I have to give them more time to "relate" so I really gave.

I was so busy for the past 4 days and other then feeding them, I did not take a second look at them. Finally, today I gave a second look at them this morning, Mr White was badly injured. I then quickly separated them. Then I went out. When I came back, just before I want to feed them, I realize Mr White was not resting on the top of the plastic plant this time like he always do. I then scroll downwards and saw him lying stiff and straight at the bottom of the tank.

Sigh, Ms Red just lost a companion for sure...but now as I see her in the bigger tank which Mr White was living in, she seem so excited with the new space and surrounding.

Mr White didn't like Ms Red but Ms Red was persistent. I could have seen the signals that Mr White this time did not blow bubbles to prepare to nest their fry, I should have removed Mr White earlier.

They may just be my pet fishes, but something did occur to me.

When we are too persistent to someone or something, will we not end up killing it if it is just not the way the person or the way things should be. In the end, we will live in regret and regret and only regret...

In real life...I have learn to expect less, to hope for less, to ask for less so that I will not be disappointed and get hurt when I do not get what I expected, what I hoped for, and what I asked for. With that, everything else I receive in extra will be a bonus...

Well, this is the only way to protect myself from being disappointed over and over again. I am always perceived by the people around me - a strong and independent person. It's just a way for me to keep myself safe in the hard shell and hide the vulnerable self within it.