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sometime there's always something to ponder on

listen to: kindly unspoken- kate voegele.
currently: listening to kindly unspoken.=P


seeing is believing, but then sometime there's always something to ponder on.

i read online cerpen from blog. nice blog(but i not sure whether it is okay to link to her blog without permission.) and i found this quotes.

we always tend to believe things that we see. but sometimes what we see is not what the thing is all about and it is just the same about judging someone. We judge someone thru one actions, but sometimes we don't even know the reason behind the action. We judge, we talk, and we accuse. That what we do.

I don't like to judge as much as i hate people judging me without even knowing me. If people do this to me, i was like "hye, u ta knl i, then sng2 na mengata. U tak tahu cerita sbena, so back off.!"(tp slalunya this thing i said dlm hati je la. mklum la, baek hati sgt na ckp lepas2.=P. but then beware cos i snyap2, tp if u melampau then, trust me i'm NOT nice.)

But then, as i'm saying this, even me, myself has to admit, i do judge people sometimes. Most of it unintentionally. Example, i gossiping with the girls, it is like kind of judging people action kn. Mcm bile we talk about this couple yang br break up, then the guy ada kuar dgn gurl laen, while the ex kononnyer kita nmpk mcm mending her heart, then kitorg kutuk2 this guy yadayadayada, but then mana kita tahu y maybe, behind their break up, it is actually the gurls fault and the gurls tu sbenanya tak de nyer tgh mending her heart, dy just biasa2 je and cume org ta nmpk dy ada mana2 guy br, so nmpk la mcm gurl to kecewa, pdhal tak pn.. u know misunderstanding like. this. This happen u know, sbb things y kita nmpk is the surface. We never see what lies deep inside people heart.

So the lesson is, its true, to believe we have to see things with our own eyes, but sometimes, seeing and pondering is better. But then jgn la pondering and make self-conclusion. Asking. Seeing-Pondering-Asking, hoping for no misunderstanding.

nota kaki: this post is actually reminder for myself since me myself tak lepas dr terjudging org. Lots to learn. Lots if really want to actually grow up.

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