A joke I chanced on while looking for something to write about :
A family had twin boys whose only resemblance to each other was their looks. If one felt it was too hot, the other thought it was too cold. If one said the TV was too loud, the other claimed the volume needed to be turned up. Opposite in every way, one was an eternal optimist, the other a doom & gloom pessimist.
Just to see what would happen, on the twins’ birthday their father loaded the pessimist’s room with every imaginable toy and game. The optimist’s room he loaded with horse manure.
That night the father passed by the pessimist’s room and found him sitting amid his new gifts crying bitterly.
“Why are you crying?” the father asked.
“Because my friends will be jealous, I’ll have to read all these instructions before I can do anything with this stuff, I’ll constantly need batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken,” answered the pessimist twin.
Passing the optimist twin’s room, the father found him dancing for joy in the pile of manure. “What are you so happy about?” he asked.
To which his optimist twin replied, “There’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!”
I love the little joke above and I can’t help but feel that it is that way with so many people. That in the midst of splendour, they still have the ability to be miserable, to find lack and imagine every possible horrible scenario that could occur.
I would love to think of myself as an optimist, but I don’t think I’m overly optimistic to the point I’d imagine there would be a pony in a pile of manure! *guffaws*
Instead, I like to believe that I am a happy person who could see the silver lining in every cloud.
So it gets a little tiresome when the people I happen to bump into in this course of life turns out to be expert pessimists! Honestly, I don’t know what are they looking for in every negative statement that they make!
They complain when it rains, they complain when its sunny, they complain even when they ask for the situation!
Why? What could they possibly achieve from this amazing magnitude of pessimism?
The best remark I heard was this :
“When was I lucky? It’s a fact that I’m not.”
I want to banish those words from my sight from now till forever. I never want the utterance of that sentence sequence to exist!
*huff, huff, pant, wheeze*
I am calm,
I am calm,
I am calm.
Life, has so much to offer that if we just try to look at it differently, who knows? Blessings shall flow, and good things will happen on a daily basis.
I fervently believe that we are not placed on this earth to suffer endlessly, we are creations of emotions and passion, we should revel and relish every feeling that we experience! Good things, bad things, everything.
If there is one without the other, how will we know the difference?
Think about it.
Between the optimist and the pessimist, which are you?