Strangers but not really

I wrote an email to a neighbour, excerpts as follows :-

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I hope that the new year will bring fonder memories for you. I have actually heard about the sad story but I am a believer in that God always has a better plan for us and that there is always a silver lining to everything, be it happy or otherwise.

We all are brought together to live in the same neighbourhood for a reason and lending shoulder to each other in time of need, is one of the most gifted blessing to us all.

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I am beginning to feel that all of us have a small role in bigger scheme of things and the power that be always, in its mysterious ways, make you realise that everything, no matter how nice, will always have a small black spot, to remind you not to be overtly complacent in our blissful life, to plant our feet back on the ground.

My personal experience is that I, for some reason bought my current residence, love the place for it's neatness and upmarket appeal. Never have I thought that beside the hardware, the place will be filled with nice, lovely people that are so considerate and huggable that, you can not help but feel very blessed.

Then, God, in it's wisdom, decided to bring you to real life by also including some blotches, to make life more real, more like LIFE, you know, where, nothing is actually really perfect, in the hardware (the houses) and the software (the people).

My house have paints peeling, bubbles popping up and spoiled the paintworks; my neighbours have hairline cracks, some have sinkholes (not major though) but all this small-small things keep us in perspective, which also unites us, in a way.

The software, jeez, I could go on and on, on just on particular person alone. My neighbour and I are some of the most carefree spirit, not petty in any particular order but have to share border with one of the most inconsiderate brute in the neighbourhood. Of all the houses, he has to choose the one next to ours. I believe they are not bad people per se but their inconsideration bugs us like a persistent mosquitoes which you just can't swap. I have debris washed to my backyard from their peeled paints. If this continues, I guess, sooner or later, I too will have to put up some kind of concrete barrier to stop this kind of water flow,, which would easily wash away my garden's top soil. Building extensions and renovations that do not blend with the environment, having structures which is an eyesore from my side, all that is what I meant by inconsideration. When I shifted in, I try my best not to infringe on people's property, privacy and convenience. I am a firm believer of not doing unto others what you don't want others to do unto you. I hope he will just wake up one day and feel ashamed of himself for being such a jerk all this while.

I know I shouldn't say things about people when I said I don't do unto people what I don't want people to do unto me. But certain thing just begs for exception. Anyone in my shoes will share the same feeling, probably only saints could be patient when faced with this type of "challenge" but I am only a mere mortal....