reminiscing.

I'm no socialist.
I'm never a storyteller.


and I always wonder how my late father was always able to strike up conversations with just anyone. a passing by stranger, a cashier, a teacher, a nurse, a cleaner , everyone. you name it. and truthfully, I envied this quality about him. I'm not one with the ability to open up or starting out a conversation with just anyone if I'm in no desperation to do so.



that's why I often look up at people who could easily flows in and out of conversation.
ah, how easy for them to ace in interviews, to answer or ask questions in class, to make new friends all over the place or even to express dissatisfaction about something.
this is where great politicians, motivators, interviewers, pr spokesperson, TV hosts etc. comes from.

but sometimes, people with the ability of doing so couldn't even held up on some nice conversation with his own family or dearest ones.
like all of the good things or even the bad things just stuck in their head. they even need a middle person to relay some things. and I wonder what has been holding them up from speaking about it if they could easily speak anything with everyone else.


hence I come with a conclusion of;
I would rather speak when I feel the need to do so and and let the storyteller or the socialist do the talking.

as per Stephen Hawking,
quiet people have the loudest minds.