lend me some patience

Though there is not much i don't like about myself, if i were asked to ask for something, i would love to be more patient.

How do people manage to be patient? i can never understand. Of course, everyone who has had something to do with me, starting from family, friends and colleagues, have to be patient to deal with me and my never-ending nakhras.

i have been impatient - with life, with love, with everything. i guess it has something to do with the fact that i was pretty much a spoilt brat - in fact, a guy who used to ferry me to school used to call me "hingchabi" and almost everyone who knew me from my half-pants days has some story to tell of the atrocities i committed as a kid (not that age has mellowed me down). i am a spoilt adult now. And i guess i will die as a withered spoilt hag.

Patience - it is that quality that eludes me. i have been told it would come automatically - hell, half my lifetime has been spent and still there is not a shadow of patience in my life. Is it cultivated? Is it something inborn - either you have it or you don't?

If i could borrow an ounce of patience from all the people i know, maybe life would be better - for the people around me.