Once upon a time there was poor man. One day, he stumbled upon a cup. He didn't think much of the cup. Tears started rolling down as he bemoans his bad luck. The tears that landed in the cup became pearls. It was a magic cup! In the end, the man was found lying atop a pile of pearls holding his dead wife in his arms.
Hassan:
Why did the man have to kill his wife?
Couldn't he just rub onion in his eyes?
Mysteries of life. How do you remove it from a pessimist. How do you save him from the darkness?
Nothing.
ReplyDeleteU just let him be.
A pessimist will always question happiness...
a pessimist will not question happiness. he leaves it to the cynics.
ReplyDeletea pessimist knows no happiness.