Sometimes,I wonder why do I have an opinion?
Until,one encounters another fellow human who
deliberately seeks to harm you,why must we have an opinion.
Going by my narcissistic ways,why do I cramp my head with
the guilt of having an opinion about someone else?
Is wrong and I shall change it.
Growing up in life I have cut short a lot of my opinions.
Opinions eventually gave way to gossip.
When a talk cannot be fruitful to another human being,
it ceases to make a point.
On being hurt,talking about it can sometimes alleviate the pain.
But this pattern is a bit dangerous and I daresay..plain tacky.
When we recognize a pattern in a friend or acquaintance,we either need
to evaluate our friendship or accept our friend with his/her fault.
When the faults outweigh the good times,then the relationship is
practically a corpse and mummies are plain freaky and should not
be hung in your closet.
Either way,honesty is the best policy.
I sometimes cease to be honest with myself.
And that is a source of tremendous agony in my life.
I shall change that.
I had in my earlier post resolved to be a neutral if not positive
influence on society.
And I need to stick by that.
The change must be made,and page turned.
Trust me opinions are as lethal as DRUGS and one must say NO TO THEM!
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