“life will be better in spring”
Monday, March 28, 2016 || 11:49 PM
As a kid, we were bombarded with questions of what we want to be in the future. People were asking us about ambition; taken by many as a lifetime career of usually a grown-up. Does it makes sense? The answer would always be a policeman, a doctor or "Teacher, i want to be a teacher just like you". Have it ever crossed our mind, that we are now an adult, all those were actually a reference in wanting to be courageous, wanting to help people, and simply be a kind-hearted person.
"I hope people do not mistaken ambition as an occupation" - anon
Educate ourselves. the answer we gave, perhaps 10, 12 or even 15 years ago, are they still relevant now? Ask a child, what's his ambition. And he said, i want to be a kind-hearted person, he would've manage to become one along the way of becoming a doctor. There's even more room for himself, more options; perhaps he has lost interest in medic and found joy in other fields or being a doctor is off his qualification, he still can be a teacher, a driver or anything he wants to because his ambition was and is to be kind and a person who gives back to the society.
Don't give limit to such possibilities. The weather is unpredictable, imagine the future, we never know.
How a certain profession is fulfilled is more important than the profession itself ;)
a strong desire to do or achieve something.
|| 5:05 AM
It's been awhile.. A new me; a fresher mind, a deeper thought but still weak from the inside, still gambling with emotions and hypnotized by my adolescence wants and needs.
I failed to keep on blogging like how I wished it to be. It's just the way I write and what i'm writing about that keeps on changing as I grow. I started off with hobbies, to joking around the wonderful events that occur in my life and to a more serious writing; about life, about human being.
A well-known youtuber once came to my college which got me thrilled but ended up with frustration. I used to like him as he was humorous; which keeps his audience excited in listening him talking about religion and perhaps the English proficiency among Malays. But as he went onto the stage he kept mumbling things that teenagers have had enough hearing, he was a serious man, no joke. He said he has changed. And... and i don't understand.
He left me hanging for quite a year or so. And now, perhaps, i'm turning into a person like him too.
I don't know how to put it into words but it's the feeling as if you are travelling on a very beautiful island, no matter how badly you want to take photographs of it but you'll soon surrender to its beauty and just wanting to enjoy the magnificent view with your eyes. There's beauty that even the most powerful lens could not capture.
How have YOU changed over the years?