Well, the new redesigned blogger. Honestly, didn't bother checking it. But that font stole my heart away. The font that says Blogger. *Melts*.
A pleasant chilly day in November. November. Makes me think that already the year is about to end. I know, the next month by this time, I'd be writing something about what all happened in this year and all that, you know - my version of thanksgiving. So, I'll just let that be, my usual routine. Today I was mostly thinking how violent a place this world has become.
When I say violence, I don't mean bombs or religious attacks necessarily. I mean the states of mind of people. I mean the impatience plaguing us everyday that forces us to honk at empty roads or the "slow moving car" that's constantly 30 metres away from us. Then, there is a justification. What if someone comes all of a sudden? What do I do then. Its better to honk than be sorry. Let's us please not leave it at that. Oh, this is a narrow road. Let me get in even if I see a big car coming from the opposite direction. Why? Dude! I'm in a hurry!
Wanna try something magical? Its called patience. Wanna try something better than that? Smile. Its called being courteous to a stranger. And I can say this, try it and it will come back to you sooner than later. Like most people know, I have completely given up on honking. Sometimes when I wait for an auto to pass in the narrow road, I come across an unexpected "Thank you!" from them. Yes, from auto drivers. Yesterday, three vehicles (one was mine) intersected at a T. All 3 of us stopped. Looked at our faces, smiled that we all stopped urging the other one to go. Ended with a curt nod.
Happiness is smiling at a stranger. Happiness is helping out a person you don't even know. Happiness is putting an end to the violent thoughts you just experienced from some unprecedented corner. Inside you, you'd probably be bubbling with pain, something that you'd want to share. But you realise that you need to be strong only because telling about it would make matters worse for you or for someone else. In such cases, its always better for one person to suffer, than matters getting out of hand.
Why is this important? Not a single person in the world is trust worthy. The person who you trust the most would be one of the firsts to deceive. The rest would follow suit. So no matter how, no matter what, we are all alone. There will be temporary company now and then. But at the end, nothing will give you the same happiness that you get when you help a stranger on the street. And, people are known to have perspectives. They always do. Few people bitch about you behind your back. Few people discourage you on your face. But every person, mark my word here, every person mocks you. They will continue doing so till they get busy with some other work or something else. Because even success isn't a measure for such sad souls. The best cure is to stay by yourself, create a world sans the violence that the world encourages you to create and try and spread some happiness each day.
A pleasant chilly day in November. November. Makes me think that already the year is about to end. I know, the next month by this time, I'd be writing something about what all happened in this year and all that, you know - my version of thanksgiving. So, I'll just let that be, my usual routine. Today I was mostly thinking how violent a place this world has become.
When I say violence, I don't mean bombs or religious attacks necessarily. I mean the states of mind of people. I mean the impatience plaguing us everyday that forces us to honk at empty roads or the "slow moving car" that's constantly 30 metres away from us. Then, there is a justification. What if someone comes all of a sudden? What do I do then. Its better to honk than be sorry. Let's us please not leave it at that. Oh, this is a narrow road. Let me get in even if I see a big car coming from the opposite direction. Why? Dude! I'm in a hurry!
Wanna try something magical? Its called patience. Wanna try something better than that? Smile. Its called being courteous to a stranger. And I can say this, try it and it will come back to you sooner than later. Like most people know, I have completely given up on honking. Sometimes when I wait for an auto to pass in the narrow road, I come across an unexpected "Thank you!" from them. Yes, from auto drivers. Yesterday, three vehicles (one was mine) intersected at a T. All 3 of us stopped. Looked at our faces, smiled that we all stopped urging the other one to go. Ended with a curt nod.
Happiness is smiling at a stranger. Happiness is helping out a person you don't even know. Happiness is putting an end to the violent thoughts you just experienced from some unprecedented corner. Inside you, you'd probably be bubbling with pain, something that you'd want to share. But you realise that you need to be strong only because telling about it would make matters worse for you or for someone else. In such cases, its always better for one person to suffer, than matters getting out of hand.
Why is this important? Not a single person in the world is trust worthy. The person who you trust the most would be one of the firsts to deceive. The rest would follow suit. So no matter how, no matter what, we are all alone. There will be temporary company now and then. But at the end, nothing will give you the same happiness that you get when you help a stranger on the street. And, people are known to have perspectives. They always do. Few people bitch about you behind your back. Few people discourage you on your face. But every person, mark my word here, every person mocks you. They will continue doing so till they get busy with some other work or something else. Because even success isn't a measure for such sad souls. The best cure is to stay by yourself, create a world sans the violence that the world encourages you to create and try and spread some happiness each day.
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