LikeTheFlowingRiver

I want to thank a friend

For the love and hands

For the care and share

For being the ears and the fan

But why do I have this thing against;

If her sincerity I would turn out degrading

With a thanks

Perhaps a thanks would kill the self-centred person

Whom I might have appeared like without one

Perhaps she would learn to give more if I get to say thanks

Perhaps she would only realize how much I appreciate her

With just a little thanks

But that would be again all about me

Her love and hands are genuine

I must believe in her

I must appreciate her sincerity

By not assuming that she needs anything

In return of what she has bestowed me

Not even a thanks

So I thank her,

without a thanks…

P/s: Eh, don’t tell me you’ve come to believe that love or friendship could stand so unconditional, so it could do without showing or letting the people you love or them who love you, that you thank and appreciate them. Cut out the unnecessary ego and self-contentment because, I believe, whoever the persons you are in love with, are only human. Show them your appreciation. Show them you care. Not because they are not sincere of doing or returning the same so expecting you to notice, because they need it and so do you. Thank you.

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I only fell about at her stories…like she was some kind of a laughing stock (when she definitely wasn’t at all). It wasn’t her fault she thought I have shown insufficient concern or inappropriate expressions towards her glooms and sadness. I know all one could ever expect from a friend during times like that is a shoulder to cry on, or constructing advices, or heart-warming supports regardless if he or she is the bad guy in the real world. But I am here to give that a break.

I never meant to be cynical, I laughed because I wanted to take her step out of the sobbing, weeping, ‘poor me’ zone. I didn’t want to see her cry again. My intention was for her to laugh with me and cheer herself up because she deserves not to be in such sorrow every time it occurs (or any other times). Yeah, not worth her time and youth. We both know it happens when it happens. So why wouldn’t us laugh at the serial happiness killer instead. By the way, she should have taken it that I have nothing like pleasures in seeing her in sadness or disappointment…well, never mind.

So let’s laugh away the things making you sick and swollen, friend. And think about other things that are worth thinking of. It has worked for me. And why wouldn’t it for you. Guess you’d take it back, that my witticism was not merely indifference…

P/s: People usually get too occupied with their habit of thinking. In this little case, unless it is religiously or morally disrespectful, who says we cannot laugh at miseries (to get out of it)?

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I think INDECISION gets its way over any other time-consuming habit at wasting our precious time, causing horrendous headaches as well as at making us missing the opportunities of including which we don’t even realize passing us by!

I am glad that I have partly done something about the goal in my mind. I learnt that I don’t need to wait too long for the “right” time, either, because that, obviously, comes only once in a blue moon. I believe in most cases, the time is now. So, we better worry about how to do it (and just do it) instead of taking valuable time to fret about whether we should do something or not, don’t we?

It might be working out right or the other way round. If the latter seems to be haunting us after the decision, well, at least it’s off our mind, and we can pay our attention to something else. Personally, I could clearly see myself in a more disastrous never-ending series of unnecessary fear and confusion if I keep procrastinating.

I think we should be more contented making mistakes than not making decisions. Of course there’s the fear of making decisions which is likely going to put us into procrastinations. Like when you have got to choose between to keep on living with a loving but witless slob for ever, and to just leave him and start off with a new life; and you’re not sure of which is the better one, so you put off the decision.

Well, if I were in a case like that (the instance has got nothing to do with me, it just popped out through my mind, so I am not deciding anything here, okay), obviously, the thing to do is to pick either one, and I would do it immediately. I think I would just take the first step in any direction (seriously?).

At least after putting myself into some kind of thrust, I’d feel that something is done. Well, the more time we spend just to make a decision, the farther we would get from making any at all, wouldn’t we?

Even if our decision is the wrong one, we can correct it. Or soon after we know about such mistakes, perhaps we could take the remaining choice. At least we won’t have to decide anymore. I admit that I have spent a lot of valuable time trying to make inconsequential decisions. Of course, important things do call for thoughts before being decided. But it’s the trivial ones that we spend too much time on, such as: Should I take a cab or bus? Should I buy the black blouse or the white one or should I not at all? Should I go eat there or there or where, but I have just reached here? Should I …And soon endlessly.

I have just realized that we always bother about making a time-consuming decision over small things. Well, I am talking the time we could have spent with our loved ones, or topping up our knowledge, or zikrullah etc…Why not do the one that needs less effort, and then stop thinking about it. Easier said than done, but you would want to agree with me, that you don’t really need those indecisive moments after all!

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