While I was in the LRT, I found myself with this question in mind;
Just what are people grateful for?
We often hear people saying they are grateful for their family, their friends, their career, education, wealth, and health, but I was not looking for the standard definition. More of, I was heading for the less than ordinary outlook of what it means to be grateful.
And I found myself at Petaling Street.
Walking along the dark alleys of Petaling Street, I came to the realisation that gratefulness can also be found in observing others, and I honestly feel blessed to come across the homeless.
Through them, I discovered that gratitude doesn't necessarily have to come from something, or someone we are familiar with.
Because honestly, it is easier to be grateful for something that we work for. It is fairly easier as well to be grateful for the people we have around us, particularly the ones who have been supporting us.
But for these people, they have no one, and they have nothing much.
Or so I thought.
Despite their difficulties, the homeless are still able to impart lessons to appreciate the little that they have, the people they have taken for granted, and the random people that appear in their lives.
Every single moment is cherished, and for them, they are never alone. It would not be far fetched for me to say that in reality, I believe they have so much more to offer.
Every single moment is cherished, and for them, they are never alone. It would not be far fetched for me to say that in reality, I believe they have so much more to offer.
Because to them, everything, and everyone, matters.
12.19noon, Malaysian Time