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Let’s say in future when I have kids, I’d take them to some public areas where middle-class peeps (mostly) always go like the train stations and pasar malam. And then, I’d buy them some coffees, titbits and let them witness how the real daily world functions.
In more common words, people-watching. (Lol, not those pervert-ish looks you give to strangers but rather to observe people around)
People-watching is a nice thing to do actually because it challenges your brain to make some analyzing thinking work and most importantly, you’d end up being so so grateful of your life. You see, privilege is another factor too but I’m not going to touch on the subject now. Moving on, you’d somehow develop a skill (idk bout others, but I did) in which you’d find it easy to read people. Like in the morning, you can interpret someone’s mood based on how they walk, talk and even from the colour of their attires. You could even identify different fashion trends too hahaha – Anello backpacks nowadays, different shawl/scarves styles, latest gadgets, etc. And I recently noticed that observant people usually are those well-opinionated. You can always talk to them about anything and the conversation would be really fun with them. On the other hand, crowded places which include the bus stations do look messed up and uncomfortable to most of us, but trust me those places are the most realistic ones if you want to find some inspirations on the reality of this world. Life is cruel, sadly.
Well, maybe going to these places isn’t as cool as going to the malls. Seriously, I think malls are so overrated and nowadays, developers are building lots and lots of malls in KL. I won’t be surprised to see next generations to be addicted to malls. But, for my children? Hell no. I definitely would not want my children to always spend their weekends in malls because it’d need lots of money and the happiness you get from going to malls is only short-lived. Sad truth.
However, in this post, I’d like to express one of my thoughts that has been lingering around and perhaps it’s better to write it up here.
Have you ever realized that there is this perception about inspirations that we all are exposed to – luxurious handbags, big houses, lots of luxurious cars, etc? As amazing as it sounds, it is too perfect, don’t you think so readers? It’s like nowadays, the only way to be inspiring is to be ultimately famous, to be on every magazines’ covers, to have at least 1000 followers on Instagram and to own 20 houses by the age of 30. Then what?
Money is something but not everything.
I’m not denying anybody’s success here (credits to them for the achievement) but nobody is the same. It’s a pretty good idea actually to share whatever you’ve gained from your success but let’s not influence people too much that they eventually forget their whys in life. These kind of ‘overwhelmingly inspiring stories’ maybe would benefit some, but later we all would be comparing each other’s lives. Like she’s so successful in her business and here am I still on this 9-5 job and then we would be sitting in the corner self-pitying ourselves. Just because a friend of ours become a millionaire by doing only business that we could never think of, that doesn’t mean we are obligated to do so. Unless if you have the passion, then go for it. But if you’re just chasing those money, then I’d advise you to rethink. If everyone in the world want to be CEOs, then who would be the cashier at the counter?
I’ve met several amazing people who does many amazing things and they are very lowkey humble. I really respect them because they don’t do things just for the sake of getting society applauses. They just do it in the name of humanity. So, my point is don’t just look upwards to get some motivations, but look around us. What I mean is look at the people surrounding you right now, not those people that show up in “Explore” on your Instagram. And we often forget that the closest persons that we tend to underestimate are our parents. Our mummy and daddy have a LOT to share with us, but we just need to do the asking part. That’s all.
That’s why I really encourage everyone (including myself) to pay more attention to our daily surroundings like those cleaner ladies, cashier at the supermarket, receptionist, policemen, those makciks selling keropok lekor at the roadside, taxi drivers and even the person sitting across you in the train. Trust me, there’s so much of their stories that you can dig in if you approach them (in a friendly manner, of course). And you might be surprised that their wisdoms are far greater than yours.
The unsung heroes, they said.