Random Solitary Thoughts

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Advocating Change

“Change is inevitable.”

“The only truth is change.”

“The only thing that does not change is change itself.”

Again and again we have heard these proclamations of change. But how much of these words do we comprehend? Have we ever asked ourselves questions regarding the sayings? What really is change?

Change is pretty much the transformation of matter to liquid or gas or the hesitancy at which one’s boss makes a decision. That is how most of us perceive change.

But change at a deeper level invokes a thought that transcends into one’s personality, one’s spirituality, and one’s emotions. To change a personality is something much harder to do than make a decision regarding the buying of a company on the verge of bankruptcy. Ever had someone tell you to get an attitude over-haul? Not that easy to do now, is it?

So why are we talking about change? Because society is changing. It constantly is. The younger generation is changing. Not quite actually, they are just thinking differently from the way we think. The way we’ve been brought up. And with upbringing, we developed a mostly fixed perception of how things ‘ought’ to be by our standards, and not how it ‘really’ is.

And by that, we fail to embrace the change. And we condemn it, for we do not understand it. For we are ignorant of it, we deny it and we fear it. And from our fear, we hate. Growing resentment towards the changes that we see. All because we do not take the time to understand it. Because we’ve been too fixed on our own ideology.

By not embracing change, we grow apart from those who do. We cannot live alongside those who live a different lifestyle, do certain things, behave differently from what we are made to be comfortable with. We do not evolve.

So what can we do with change? We accept it. For what else can we do to change ‘change’? It is change which propels us forwards. We can choose to ignore it, stay in our comfort zone, but eventually everyone would have moved on. And we’ll be alone. Alone in our own little world, ignorant of what’s going on.

Maybe we’ll be happier that way. But we won’t grow. We won’t know our full potential if we always hold on to the walking stick. We’ll never learn to ride that bike if we kept the training wheels on. We’ll never learn how to surf the internet if we dare not try to turn on the computer. Sometimes, we have to get burned to know that we shouldn’t mess around with the frying pan.

We may not always like the changes that are happening. But we cannot stop it. So why be unhappy about a change you can’t stop? Accept it and move on. Make your own changes to accommodate this change. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll live a better quality of life.

Because now, you’ve started living along-side change.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Questions we never ask...

"If you have one chance at happiness for a life-time, what would it be?"

My girlfriend asked me one night. It got me thinking. One chance.

What makes you happy? What would make you eternally happy? Not the superficial kind of happiness that you get when you have a windfall of money, or when you strike the lottery, or have a new girlfriend/boyfriend. What would make your happiness last?

Then I started asking questions. Are you happy? Are you truly happy? What do you want? What do you want from life? What do you want to achieve? And when you do, what then?

I meditated. And the answers came, one by one. I smiled.

So what are your answers?

What dreams may come...

What are dreams? What do we dream about? Why do we dream?

And I'm not talking about dreaming in the sense of the sort with clouds hanging over your head. I'm talking about 'real' dreams. The kind you want to live. The kind you want to believe in. Dreams that would make the world a better place.

Sometimes, in fact most times, I sit or walk or do whatever it is that I do in my unconventional little ways to get away from the mundane ongoings of life and escape into the unrealistic world of my daydreams. What most people would call childlish and naive. A most unenterprising pasttime, most people might add.

But dreaming is what makes enterpreneurs who they are today. An irrational idea, a fools worth of thoughts. Dreams. Dreams propel us towards our destiny. We only have to take up stride and walk the path. Be unafraid (and I know many who are afraid) of the choices you make, for if your dreams are filled with passion, then you shall make genuine choices. And genuine choices, help make your dreams come true.

At times, I dream so much, I thought that my dreams are just that. Dreams. But along came an angel, and she taught me to dream with conviction. To believe that dreams do come true. And I did.

And my dreams started coming true.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

And yet we are tagged again...

And once again, the tagging game has infiltrated my beloved blog in the guise of Kotak. So like any other obedient blogger, I am somehow and grudgingly obligated to post yet another reply to the shameless tagging game which only seeks to tag more and more people in an infinite loop of 'chain-letterness'. I will however end this here, even if it means I will have to endure a 3-holed nose and a low-cost flat for eternity.

Personally, I think eternity is over-rated.

Rules: Repeat subject header “I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…”Copy + paste these rules in your entry. Complete these 15 totally useless statements & questions. Mention who you were tagged by, followed by 8 people who you’ll be tagging.

WARNING!Failing to do so and you’ll be cursed eternally with a 3-holed nose and a low-cost flat.

Here’s another tag game. Blame it on Kotak via Desriel! I'm blaming two people for my misfortune.

If I was an opposite gender, what would my party clothes be like?
Something nice and sexy, not bordering on slutty, showing off assets which I own and camouflaging those which I don't own.

At 10am this morning, I was…frowning at my unbelievably incoherent workload consisting of other peoples' work which somehow managed to bleed into my jobscope for some unknown inexplicable reason.

At 10pm tonight, I will be…cleaning my room and toilet. But somehow I doubt that will happen till much much later.

Who should be the next Malaysian Prime Minister?
Someone capable would be nice.

If my spouse told me to do without sex for a year, I would…shove it up hers.

If I was a piece of a car, I would be the…hi-tech fuel-saving, environment friendly variable-valve timing engine. Definitely NOT Proton technology.

If I was told one day that I would have to give up either 1) anything chocolate OR 2) ever seeing the beach again, for the rest of my life, which one will I give up?
Chocolate I can live without. But imagine how meaningless life would be if you can't go to a decent beach to dunk your friends in?

Singapore is good for… getting away from Malaysia.

If I could only say 3 words before I die, what would those last words be?
Do me. Twice. (only applicable when there's a woman around. In the case where a man in standing next to me, it'll be F### off! Twice.)

Who would I like to be left on a deserted island with?
This is obvious. Nuff said.

Die by drowning or by fire?
Could we be a little less morbid here? There might be kids reading this.

What one single thing would you buy with your last RM9.95?
An investment plan.

If I opened a night club, what would I call it?
Domain of the Squid. Or DOS for short.

Don’t cheat: what’s “bulbous”?
Bulb-like, bubble-like in appearance. For example: Jin would look bulbous if he continues to sit on his fat arse and play games all day long.

I think my ass is… humbly sufficient.

And now I will tag: No one!!!! Now curse the @#$%# out of me for all I care!

Besides, most of those on my list have already been cursed with three-holed noses and low-cost flats. Actually worse. They're mostly cursed with living at home with the parents.