The Fight


Last night I caught myself warning a friend that cynicism is attractive, and once we succumb, is highly addictive.
How "terkena batang hidung sendiri" that statement was...

Too often, we allow ourselves to succumb to the dark side. There are even times when we gleefully jump in.

A broken heart. A lost love. A forgotten dream. A million and one things or events that accelerate our soul on its path to "the real world", one that is full of cynicism and hopelessness.
It's easy to think that the world is out to get us, that each and every soul we come across must view us with lenses tinted with stereotypes and negative perceptions.

It's even socially acceptable to lament. Cynics are considered worldly, while optimists are often told to get back to the "real world".

A positive outlook, however unsexy and untrendy it may be, is a fragile thing. Like peace, we have to fight to keep it.