Happy people

I would like to ask why some people are so nice and helpful, like they always have a big smile on their face, and some other always make trouble and see the dark side of everything. These last ones seem to just absorb your energy and spread tiredness and willingness to complain. The other ones remind you with the most unexpected and little things that there actually are nice people around.
I would like to be one of these happy-spreading walking stars. They are not always fakely hypocritically happy, they have their bad moments, but they don't accuse the world for them. They just think, "Oh, whatever, I can't do anything for it, so who cares" and they don't get bothered. I'm envious!

I would like to ask what is their secret. Green tea? Pills? Sex? Innate wisdom? Happy family background? Well, I will just try to stay nearer to them... get some of their light, and learn from them. I hope I will! 

Snow time

I would like to ask how many things can be seen only when snow is laying on the ground.
Today morning I could see I was the first one to leave my building. My footsteps left the first signs on the white steps.
I could also notice that the bus always stop in exactly the same place. The people taking the previous buses have jumped in exactly where I did.
The parents looks exhausted and exasperated while pulling the sledge with their kids, who complain about going too slow, or wanting to go up the hill once more.

Christmas crowd shopping

[...i'm back...]

I would like to ask why there were so many people outside in the streets today. It was so full, one could barely walk without being pushed or hit by the others, or by one of their thousand bags they were carrying while also trying to get through the human mass floating and flooding around.
I am nowhere normally associated with a mass of people, like an Indian or Chinese metropole. I am in the downtown of a small city, but today is the third-but-last saturday before Christmas. As here on Sunday the shops are closed, this is basically one of the last three days in which everyone can go shopping, or better, Christmas shopping. No matter that everywhere lies snow and we are far below -10°C.

Changes and complains

I would like to ask why people like to be always in the same situation, telling about it, complaining about it, and be careful that nothing changes.

Others' problems

I would like to ask whether there is a reason why some people are curious about what other people feels and think, and willing to listen to them and try to help them just by talking and discussing the problem, while other are not. These second ones prefer to focus on themselves, seeing only their own problems, which becomes incommensurably big and feel like they have never been experienced by anyone before them - just because they don't know, because they do not care about what other people live.

Film in foreign language

I would like to ask why should be wrong that the kids look a cartoon in a foreign language.
In Malaysia a young couple with two school girls invited me for dinner. After eating, we chatted while the girls were looking at a DVD - a fairy tale in English. I was impressed, because the father is Chinese, the mother Malay, and the girls perfectly trilingual. I thought that those kids will be the next generation in power.

Unprepared job interview

I would like to ask whether it is not obvious that you know what will be the conditions in your contract when you go to a job interview. Maybe not the tiniest details, but for instance if it is a short-term contract, or how much travel is involved, or the salary range.

Girl in tights

I would like to ask the girl in the tram whether she just forgot her skirt or she intentionally goes around dressed like that. I don't wanna judge - well, actually, I am - but... why should an about 15-years-old quite normal pretty looking girl go around wearing a nice short blouse, black thick tights, and shoes, without any skirt or trousers?

Idiot theater

I would like to ask whether you too sometimes felt like being within a funny movie while everyone else takes it very seriously.
Imagine that you are sitting at the breakfast table with a friend in a quite crowded nice cute bar. Everyone is talking with the table partners, and you are too. You are trying to tell your friend that he is an idiot, sometime. But you do not want to offend him, so you try to put it down nicely and softly. Unfortunately, being he sometimes an idiot, he does not understand what you mean.

Worrying

I would like to ask why sometimes people get worried before even it makes any sense. They get worried about what would happen if, but the "if" did not happen yet, nor is foreseen to happen, and, what's worse, they could not change anything in case the "if" would become true. It is just one of many occasions of our impotence in influencing many things. Therefore, it makes even less sense to just get worried: can you avoid it? do it; can you not avoid it? be prepared in the best way, but do not worry.
When people worry, they begin to kind of panic and lose any type of objectivity on the situation. It is like if someone would keep telling you "I can't swim, I can't swim, I will draw" sitting on a bench in a park along a little water hole, where nobody would ever think about taking a bath, nor the person speaking would ever think about taking one, but is getting worried about the fact that she will draw "if" she would take a bath.

Common sense volume

I would like to ask why some people believe that they need to listen to music to the highest volume to really be able to enjoy it. Does the volume really make such a difference? And what if the neighbors or flatmates do not want to listen to it?

Pedestrian crossing

I would like to ask whether that father believes he is a great example for his son, after he yelled at us while crossing the street.

Vegetarian parents

I would like to ask that girl whether she knows what the word "vegetarian" means or whether she simply thinks it is a bad word with which her school friends distinguished her from themselves.
I was on the tram when five girls around 7 or 8 years old came in and stand in the middle of the wagon, where everyone could see and hear them. For a while they talked about school, then one of them suddenly indicated a butcher shop we were passing by. "That is the best one in town, my mum says". Another girl said "Yes, my mum says so too". And a third girl added "Mine as well". The fourth girl joined "My mum too". And the fifth girl echoed "My mum too". But then the other four girls turned to her and two of them said at the same time:
"No, yours not".
Silence.
"Why mine not?"
"Because your parents are vegetarian".
"So what?".
"They don't go to butchers".
Silence.

Silence in town

I would like to ask how would it be a town where you can not hear a noise. Everything would still work as usual - car crossing with powerful engines, door getting opened and closed, people walking around - but nothing would emit a sound. People would talk with signs and through videocalls.

Could you move the revolving door?

I would like to ask that guy how many times he already asked what he asked me this afternoon, and how many times he might have liked to ask but he did not.
It is the entrance of the supermarket and there is a standard revolving door at half height where you have to pass through in order to get into the food section. On one side the wheel for the people and just nearby the bar for the carts. But when I approach it, a guy in a wheelchair blocks my way and looks at me with a distorted face. He says something that I can not understand. Then he tries again slowly, then a third time with great effort, and I finally understand: could I please move the revolving door so that he can get out of the supermarket, as the aisles of the counters are too narrow for his wheelchair?

Traditional clothes

I would like to ask whether the people wearing a traditional dress in the Munich central train station are going to the Oktoberfest for working or for fun. After I noticed at least half of the people in the station wearing leather shorts with long wool socks or white blouses with colorful skirts, my friends told me that those people were most probably “real Germans from Bayern” (the most south region of Germany confining with Austria) who dress up in the traditional clothes for going to one of the most famous festivals of beer in Europe, if not in the world.

Helping when nothing changes

I would like to ask what is the best way to help someone. If he tells you, what is his problem, and you listen, and you try to give your opinion and suggest what he should do, and then, things are too complicate, nothing changes. The situation does not change, the people do not change, the life does not change.

"I am right"

I would like to ask why some people do not understand how much they hurt others, only because they believe to know what is right and they do not listen what other people think, wish, believe. I am not talking about religion. I am talking about the behavior of people who believe to know that they are always perfect, and to know what is best for others. So that they just impose it to others, and get angry or disappointed when others do not want to do it and suggest unlistened alternatives. It is when dialogue does not exist and the complexity of life is misregarded. It is when people always know what is right, black or white, and do not see all the different tones of grey, if not the rainbow of colors which characterize life.

To appreciate and to like

I would like to ask what would you think if someone brings you a cake from his own tradition, with a very elegant decoration on top, a certificate of the genuinity of the recipe and of the ingredients, and an exquisitely decorated box.

Curtains

I would like to ask whether the use or not of curtains influences the social behaviors of the people living in that region. In the mediterranean countries, the windows of fancy furnished houses have double or triple protection from the sunlight: thin white curtains, thick darker curtains, and shutters or similar. In the continental Europe, in the northern part, it is difficult to find any shade of curtain, thin or thick, even in hotels. In Asia there I have seen ricepaper curtains, where you can see the shadow of the people behind them, but diffused.