Ignorance and tolerance

I recently saw in a google search the following information, "Prejudice is born of ignorance,Tolerance is born of education."I read it twice and I was in all awe for the statement.How true! Once when I was in my high school, I visited my relatives place.We were sitting in a sofa. I was going on asking my cousin about few doubts in Science and she totally ignored me. I hardly realised why she had ignored me. Felt real sad. Its really hard when people ignore you. I till today dont know why she was angry with me. But for all reasons I know had she been in my position she would realise how it feels when people ignore. I did not lose anything by talking to her, but she lost her humble behaviour by not responding to me. This is just a small incident, I know all of us would have experienced ignorance at various stages in life. How does it feel when people ignore us is one issue, and does the ignorer really realise that he/she is just getting too pride is another issue. Ignorance roots up in various forms, but I think the base is always "why should I bother?!". If someone laughs at the way when somebody performs a deed then they are not far from being the part of ignorers. I just believe that it is our ignorance that has caused us to do so. Ignoring is a sign of haughtiness I think. So if there is something I can do as a change in my way of living, all I would see is not to ignore anyone. I dont take any pride because that makes me self centric, far from the goal of love. And for all my loved ones I just want them to know I never will ignore them even if they do that to me. Because this google search had brought enough memories to my mind, I dont want someone get the same memory because of me.

Tolerance, the next one in my list. I dont know why but I love this word. Read recently in a readers digest issue, "Tolerance is when you respect someone even when you disagree with them." It was lovely. So many of us use this word tolerate when we are not fit to. These days when we dont even respect someone with their due earned respect, we have no rights calling ourselves tolerant. I was out in my friends house one day. Her mother was a nice lovely lady, but she had told me harsh words that particular day because she cared that I drove alone to her house and it wasnt safe. I just took everything in wrong sense and there I knew I was highly impatient and ignorant. I couldnt tolerate her and I just walked out of her home and avoided talking to her. But she was a lady with good heart, she had told my friend that she was feeling bad for her words. I later realized it wasnt she who was suppossed to feel bad it was me. Because it was me who was not tolerant. Tolerance is a gift which cant be purchased with a 100 billion dollar cheque but can only be purchased with a beautiful pure hearted smile. Thats when you are neither ignorant but truly tolerant.

*Note:All the incidents in this writing are fictious, they are written to convey the idea and make the writing more interesting.