Hi guys!
To ppl who wished I could attend Mr Phang's Bday pt:
Pai Seh! Got a dinner at Toa Payoh! Soli! Soli!
To everyone:
I'd like to share with all of you one small little incident while I was in the lift with my neighbour.
What's so interesting?
Well, it just so happens that my neighbour's children carried the same bag as me- same colour, design, brand, but just of different size. The little girl squealed in excitement and happiness, "Hey mummy! We've got the same bag!" Her mother was like..."Yes, but the size is different- his bag is bigger." But this did not stop her excitement. She remained smiling.
Out of the blue, I began thinking about this matter at a different level. I thought about achieving happiness.
How did this girl actually achieve that short period of excitement just by realizing that there's another person carrying a simpler bag? It's not like it is the only similar bag in the whole world...
Why do people lament about pressure, stress and stuff and fail to be happy?
Is it because of the maturity of the adult that causes such pessimistic character? One who is a veteran of all sorts of stress might even think that excessive pressure and stress is what life exactly is...Many are complaining about their workload, not having enough time to really enjoy life. But does time really matter to achieve happiness? At least to me, no.
I feel that as long as we view things in an optimistic perspective and find joy in small things happening in life as well as appreciate everything he has, he'd have a happy life. I'm not saying that you squeal in excitement when you see someone else's thing that is similar to what you have you squeal in excitement- people would think you're crazy. Just look on the bright side of everything and happiness flows to you naturally.
WEll, I don't know why im writing this but there is just a sudden urge to just type something I was thinking of....
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