The Bright Side

Being relatively human(hee!), I guess we always try to see the bright side of things, hence the silver lining. The reason being, we were brought up to know that when a certain challenge meets, there’s always a hikmah behind it. Of course, you don’t see it then and there because it’s not something that comes knocking at your door introducing itself and greets you at your feet… but unconsciously, things will sooner or later compensate.

It applies to people too. We want to see the good side of people, discriminating any form of negativity they do or might possess. We give people leeways and make ourselves content as to give them the benefit of the doubt, especially if it involves a friend. Maybe it’s in our culture, maybe we are very accepting people. I mean, waking up on the wrong side of the bed already spoils your day, why further spoil it? I have bad tudung days too.

I guess we’re humans that way. We hope and expect goodness out of people. We set a certain standard to types of people we want to make friends with. Like one day, someone tells you, “Eh you tau tak, dia tu kan… lala lala laaa!” Some may take things at face value, some investigate, some just shrug it off. Or another would be the Sh*rifah A*ni case. When truth prevails and things are actually opposite of what we initially thought of her or any other person for that matter… especially if our initial assumption was a good one, respect is lost. There’s always pros and cons. At the end of the day, it all goes down to acceptance.

You know the ‘You Are My Sunshine’ song? We all do, don’t we? But we only know the happy verse. The one that is sung along everywhere, translated into so many languages. I don’t know if many know the full version… but it’s actually a sad song. There’s a part that goes…

You told me once, dear, you really loved me,
And no one else could come between,
But now you’ve left me and love another,
You have shattered all my dreams…

“Look on the bright side…”

When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. –Franklin D. Roosevelt

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