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Did you ever feel you have no opinion?

When it comes to politics, I pretty much go by what there is on social media. If people are saying Donald Trump is no good, I believe it after seeing the obvious reasons, but when a strange friend who says he was better than Hillary Clinton for so and so reason, I go blank and have nothing to say about why he was not. (Strange fact is, that friend was Mexican and she might have changed her opinion now, eh?)

And when I know the pros and cons, like our great Mahatma Gandhi and Bhagat Singh, I have no idea which side to take.
Hence, when in a conversation, I might have a little knowledge about topics but can't be adamant on my views. I take this as a biggest personality flaw. I mean, I am sick of being a polite and sweet kinda person, instead of a smart and intellectual one. Is it because I have no serious interests in world knowledge?
To overcome the dilemma, I decided to go to the very best friend "google" and actually read "How to form opinions". (Yes, I am that *Vella*) and the very first article said, Choose the subject on which you want opinions, which gave me a nudge that it's perfectly alright to not have an opinion on everything people are talking about. (Oh, did I tell you how much I hate those who have it strongly on every topic without much knowledge?) Then, it suggested that look at both sides of a topic, which suggested me how I need to learn more than what I find on small articles by random people.
Then, the drastic came. They gave a tip that you must talk to people around you, listen to debates, arguments and what not.
Is it even worth the effort? I hate arguments, since I was in 7th Grade. It was when my two girl classmates were arguing about how to keep discipline in the classroom and ended up pulling each other's hair (a good show for the boys, though).
In the end, the article asked us to question ourselves about what we feel about the subject and that's what I completely don't have time for. Is it so necessary to think about something after you have read it? Maybe that was a learning technique they didn't teach us in school.

So, is it perfectly alright to always nod along? Ahem.. Please Nod.

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