The Optimist !!

Since lately, I've been troubled by lot many small issues. Its not that I am deliberately putting myself in a situation where I am left only with worries and moaning over silly things. And then I realised that I never share my feelings when I find myself exulted.

Well, for one reason I feel that we people mostly have trivial and hence common issues to crib on.
If I write some bad experience, it may have occurred ( though not ditto) or can be associated with the readers.

Anyway, it is all relative. So here I am write something I am happy about. Well, one good thing that has happened to me is that, among all this mess and foil I've found some good friends. Friends who help me come out of stupid little worries I usually hover around. Being an Impatient human, I really have trouble waiting for anything. I want everything in a Jiffy. I am learning the new techniques of being patient for at least a bit. Lets see, how long does it takes me to come over it.

Also, though I am an Optimistic person, but the very second I land in a commotion, I panic.

I received an email from a Friend, describing the value and potency of being Optimist. I would like to share it here. Its a small story that begins like :

The Optimist

There is a story of identical twins. One was a hope-filled optimist. "Everything is coming up roses!" he would say. The other twin was a sad and hopeless pessimist. He thought that Murphy, as in Murphy's Law, was an optimist. The worried parents of the boys brought them to the local psychologist.

He suggested to the parents a plan to balance the twins" personalities. "On their next birthday, put them in separate rooms to open their gifts. Give the pessimist the best toys you can afford, and give the optimist a box of manure." The parents followed these instructions and carefully observed the results.

When they peeked in on the pessimist, they heard him audibly complaining, "I don't like the color of this computer . . I'll bet this calculator will break . . . I don't like the game . . . I know someone who's got a bigger toy car than this . . ."

Tiptoeing across the corridor, the parents peeked in and saw their little optimist gleefully throwing the manure up in the air. He was giggling. "You can't fool me! Where there's this much manure, there's gotta be a pony!"

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