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After stepping upon a post from here, I feel the urge to share positivity, beauty and hope to all readers out there. I will go straight to the point.
It is the small, little acts that count in the basic form of courtesy and being gracious. Imagine more people lending one another hands, won't the world become a whole lot better? A friendly place to live in, breathe in? To share the joy and good laughter.
I don't yearn for immediate peace and harmony, because that is plainly rushing. And it might eventually lead to more pressure, then the conflicts. Take it step by step, steadily. I believe the world can upgrade itself gradually to become a better place for humanity. If people are willing to commit the bit.
We see different acts of kindness and gratitude each day, while the genuine gift? A growing heart of compassion, filled up with blossoms of life lesson. Actions can light up one's world, and it is great to see smiles (true ones) displayed on one's face. More people will breed optimism.
Here are a few examples of what I encountered outside, the simple acts carried out. I am that kind of person that likes silently looking at things, and listening to rhythms of whatever is happening around me. That child's mind, you would call it.
Oh shush.
There was a time I saw this bin being tipped over, at the void deck of a certain block/apartment (we call those HDB flats here). "Substances" like old crushed newspaper were mostly spilled out. Out of a number of people who walked passed it, only a few noticed and stared for a few seconds. Nobody came to place it back to the way it was. Coincidentally, while I was walking towards that area, an Indian man on the bike, upon looking at the mess, automatically went up and lifted the bin. No hesitation, just raw emotions of giving things a fix. I wanted to thank him for being helpful when nobody does the work, but the shy part of me was there (admittedly saying).
When I was much younger, somewhat during my toddler age... I got lost in a pretty big shopping mall. Try visualizing a little girl in a vast space, not finding her parents or whoever taking care of her, yep that's me. Feeling small and lost (what), I only cried and sobbed. Luckily, a kind soul, a lady came to cheer me up a little and brought me towards the information counter. The case was closed after minutes of tears, my tears. dad finally claimed me back! /slight laughter/ "Thank you miss! I was found!"
There was a time when I traveled back to Myanmar for vacation. While window-shopping at a mall, we stumbled upon this notice, stating that someone lost his/her valuable stuff around the indoor child's playground area. I mean, at least someone bothered to inform the staffs about people losing stuffs. Its a rather polite act to specifically paste a notice so that the owner will hopefully get his/her item back. Speaking of losing belongings... I recalled the moment when I n-e-a-r-l-y lost my purse. An adorable Caucasian little girl came running from the back, asking "hello? is this yours?" That innocent and pure voice, how totally worth remembering.
Another incident that left an imprint in my life is the unity between my neighbors (on the same level). There is this elderly couple neighbor that lives at the opposite left. One day, the elderly lady came asking for help. We were startled to be told that her husband fell down (he is on the wheelchair by the way), and she herself alone, cannot help him up. My uncle and brother quickly went to give a hand. The problem we faced was that two pair of hands alone were not enough to lift the old man up. So my brother and I fled towards the other side of the corridor, headed to the right side where another neighbor resides. We told the family about it and without further questioning, they came to help. That moment when neighbors gather together to help someone in need. Memorable, very memorable. This incident reminds me of an idiom, which somehow goes like "cooking a pot of curry together". As taught by my current English teacher.
There are basically many things to appreciate or look at. We ourselves can carry out simple daily acts like personally giving our eaten trays to cleaners at food places (eg. hawker centers, food courts) by walking up to them. Or at least stacking them up neatly so they have easier access to take them. By saying "thank yous" to people who play a part in carrying out their jobs without complains. Another thing is to give up our seats to those who need it more on trains and buses, even other waiting areas. Or by simply smiling to those who have a bad day, or are tired. As I wrote in my "about" section. Some strangers do make my day by simply giving a smile (well yes...of course not in the creepy creepy way).
Honestly, there are so many more incidents relating these topics: kindness, hope, compassion, hope, teamwork... all the good stuffs.
I believe in the aftermath of helping someone; the feeling within, is so much better than receiving. That sudden contentment I have whenever I get to help someone.
Moreover, it gives me hope each day to see acts of compassion. People are part of the thoughtful movement.
Together, we can make a difference. I've totally heard that before. There are so much more things to appreciate in life. We make the decisions.
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