Love Thy Neighbour

photoToday, I got to experience the meaning of “love thy neighbour”. A little background to the story, it’s only been 6mths since, I moved into my apartment. I’ve met my neighbour Susan a few times in the lift and corridor. We exchange smiles and pleasantry but I never really got the chance to know her, well till today.

After grocery shopping, I came back home only to realize I’ve been locked out, cause forgetful me left my keys on the coffee table. I know this because, I forced opened my living room window panels from outside and felt absolutely silly, as the coffee table was just a meter away from the window, it was so near yet so far. I could have gone to my partner Kley’s workplace to go get the other set of keys. But then, I had a MacGyver moment. Those of you not familiar with this 90’s tv character, MacGyver is a secret agent who works as a troubleshooter for the United States government agency, resourceful and possessed of an encyclopedic knowledge of the physical sciences, he solves complex problems with everyday materials he finds at hand, along with his ever-present duct tape and Swiss Army knife. I told myself, if I had a clothes fork, I could reach in and hook my keys back towards the window. I knocked on my neighbour Susan’s door, feeling extremely silly at this point and explained my situation. She was totally sympathetic and passed me the clothes fork. So there I was in the middle of the afternoon, trying to shove my head between the window panels, poking the clothes fork towards the coffee table. Now if you happen to walk pass my neighborhood at this time, it totally looks like I’m breaking and entering into my own apartment. The whole time I was tangoing with the keys and clothes fork. Susan kept inviting me to her home to have tea till my partner gets home. I was very touched by her invite. However, at this point in my mind, it was me against the keys and I’ve never back out of a fight. So after 15 mins of engaging my core, using my ujjayi breath and lengthening my arms out as far as they humanly could, (yoga skills came in handy at this point) I managed to get my keys out. I was smiling and jumping around like a monkey, yelling “I got my keys, I got my keys” hugging Susan who probably was reconsidering her previous invite 😉

I thanked her profusely for her kindness and willingness to help. And truly realized the blessings of having helpful neighbours. So if you have neighbours you never smiled at or had a conversation with. Now is the chance to turn that stranger into a friend 🙂


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