Okay, religion aside. I think that people of all centuries have come to know and embrace this unseen essence of hope. And i'd say that it has never failed. It fails only when we CHoose not to want anything to do with it. The premise of hope may be far-fetched for some. They do not believe that humans should cling on to things that can't be seen ie Hope. That hope is just a word that people foolishly believe in to remove and be blinded by the pains of realities. I know of someone who has taken up a clause to be against hope and yet its not doing him any better. Yes, i may sound like i'm putting this word on such a pedestal but looking at him- who sees life as just a pain, choosing to shut out the flickers of beauty but preffering to wallow in pity and misery is rather disappointing. There was once where he believed but his disbelief lasts way longer than the former. If you watched House M.D you'd know how this someone is like. Sigh...
According to him, i am naive in choosing to believe in a greater unseen, choosing to believe in people but leaving myself so vulnerable. While his observations are pretty spot on, hope its not something i will let go in the present time. It has carried me through for as long as i'd remember. Hope (and faith) was all i had when i was sick, hospitalised. As if it wasn't depressing enough, why wouldn't i hope instead that i would recover? This premise (awful it may seem to some people) carried me through the turmoils in the family- there was nothing much i could do (save for helping out with chores) but hoping in each brand new day. I'm aware i possibly swallow this word too much for my own good and in the world's standards, i'm too easily trusting. Yet it's a feeling that i can't really describe- to be able to trust. I mean, if i'm comfortable and they don't mind me, i'd be quite open. That said, it opens to many possiblities of getting hurt and taken for granted for. I don't deny that i want to give the day a chance, give the people a chance for i'm not deserving of the chance of life to begin with. It all started with LOVE. The love had FAITH that the people LOVED would in turn HOPE.
If i have no hope in the heart, i wouldn't be bothered the abovementioned person's indifference and hated attitude to life. I still hope that things will turn around for him, although even if it does, it is still up to him whether to choose hope or continue being miserable..And i don't believe his mantra that he does like to be miserable because man is memang born to suffer. Well, true as it is...isn't life better if there are little sparks of happiness here and there? those sparks are always around, only if we choose to look carefully in the vast skies :) Although i'm weighing his predicament based on the grounds of history of depression, which does messes up the mind and emotions but i do think that he is capable of seeing things in different perspectives. Just that he DOESN'T want to, i believe. Correct me if i'm grossly misjudging (if any counselors happen to read this ^ ^) . After reading his anti-hope note, i seriously feel its miserable not to hope but believe in the human side of us- which to start with is already helpless. So feeling pain and looking to another painful perspective = doubles the misery? Or in pain, believe that the silver lining is somewhere yet to be found, may make waking up easier?
Anyhows, while one could argue that hope is a gospel spoken too much, promising too much and is just another thing that we humans hold on to tide us over, but i truly digress. From my experiences, the unpredictables feels a little bit clearer with (the last time i'm saying it in this post) H.O.P.E
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