Stumble Upon The Same

We’re all on the same ship, and we’re all leaving sooner or later. The only way to maneuver through this is to create everlasting memories. You know what kind of memories tend to last? The ones we’ve touched and the ones that have touched us. The ones that we love to remember, not the ones that we avoid remembering. I wish you find your way creating lovable memories, and you will certainly stumble upon the same.

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The Pathetic Trainer

It’s been almost six months since I started this new job at the maternity hospital. So much to tell, with so little time available. It is this fact, the lack of time available for reading/writing/having fun, that is haunting me. I’m afraid I’m turning into a character I’ve been despising for years, that is, an individual running on money, just like how a car runs on gas.

It’s surprisingly thought provoking when I recall the time I used to work in Biomedical Engineering, going hand in hand with this trainer whose morals were curiously questioned, and the overflowing enthusiasm I had back then. Back then, I always wanted to do the best I can, learn the best I can, and help as many people as I can. And here comes the funny part: I did not take a single penny. I somehow had the power and will to work overtime, help this and help that, all for the sake of, what exactly? I don’t know. Professionalism maybe? Conscience? Good will?

But that doesn’t matter. What matters is the powerful dedication that I had during these months as a Biomedical Engineer, that came to fade the moment I started working in return for a salary. Something happened, deep down inside, the moment I received my first salary in my hands from our financial manager. What happened exactly? I have no idea, but I have some clues to work on.

My dedication for work began to change its skin, little by little, gradually turning into a dedication for money. I’ve become motivated to do this and do that only if a material return is promised. The thought of helping someone with a job is slowly being haunted by the thought:

If you're good at something, never do it for free!

My interest in doing the things that I love is deliberately coming to a halt. I rarely play my guitar nowadays, I never open my reader to read what my fellow bloggers have to say. Even Facebook, the one tool that I use to interact with my old school friends, is being affected and slowly becoming an occasional thing.

All of a sudden, I find myself in this trainer’s shoes. I remember the times he used to rest, counting remaining hours/minutes/seconds to go home with a day’s money he did not work for. All I thought of back then was; What is wrong with this guy? Why is he acting so pathetically, carelessly not worrying about his duties, and just waiting for the end of the month to receive his salary? And before I know it, I became the pathetic trainer.

When did money become my number one interest? Does the lifestyle of paying your own bills and expenses have to do with any of this? Or is it the monetary system as a whole that is responsible for exposing people to such behavior? What about you? Have you ever been in a situation where you’ve noticed how voluntary work can be more sincere?

 

Breaking the routine

I don’t feel like writing anything nowadays, but I am trying to break this routine of ‘not writing’ and start writing again. I’ve realized that this routine has an effect on my writing skills. A few days earlier, I was asked to translate a certain document from Arabic to English, and I had problems trying to grasp accurate words and terms for each sentence. I’m sure that had I been reading/writing nonstop for the past months, the situation would have changed for sure.

Anyhow, I know that the hardest part is to get those fingers typing, afterwards everything just flows.

I never hesitate to help someone in need, for as long as I am capable of helping. Similarly, I never hesitate to correct false information, pronunciation, vocabulary, or anything that is obvious to me that it is indeed incorrect. Sometimes I, myself, make mistakes. Whether it is linguistically or understandingly, I do fall in those mistakes, and I expect anyone with better knowledge or understanding to correct me, or to clear a certain misconception that I have.

What actually happens sometimes, is that people recognize something wrong or incorrect in other people, without feeling the need to direct them towards the correct or right thing to do. Some people strive to see other people fall in mistakes, while others refuse to even give any information that would benefit someone in something. I certainly don’t know the motive behind such acts, do they think they’re the only ones who know the right from wrong? Or do they feel somehow superior knowing the way towards something, that is if known to the public their superiority would disappear?

Or is it the right way to survive keeping everything to yourself?

I believe that our deeds determine our achievements and failures. Although the existence of divine providence, this has nothing to do with what we ought to achieve. So throwing the blame on God and circumstances for something we failed to achieve, denotes nothing but justifications, and this is something towards which I am highly sensitive. I can’t stand watching someone talk about divine decrees and circumstances as the reason for him not reaching his goal, no matter what this goal happens to be.

Though I do agree on something relative to that topic. Although divine decrees are a reflection of our intentions and deeds, they are always the best scenarios that could happen to us specifically, serving all our life’s aspects. So it is true that failing to reach a certain goal denotes deficiency in your preparation, but it also denotes that this goal wasn’t going to serve you as much as you thought.

Live, and Let Live

This is your life, and it is yours alone. You have complete freedom over your actions, as long as this freedom does not hinder someone else’s. You’re free to love, free to hate, free to build, free to waste. You’re free to live a life that defines you. Because in the end, that’s all that matters.

The same with feelings. You cannot force a certain feeling on someone. Just because you sympathize with someone, doesn’t mean the whole world must feel the same way. We are, nevertheless, different in how we express our emotions, and our brains are not wired the same way. Though this argument immediately turns empty with certain subjects of interest. Some subjects should never be argued between one human being and another, unless one of them is a psychopath, only then no justified blame can be thrown.

As we move forward in time, we’re constantly anticipating changes that would make our lives easier. Time, along side with hard work, has always mesmerized us with the amount, quality, and pace of development, growth, and evolution that the future holds for us. But all of this is of the material world. Speaking of the spiritual world, nothing but pure degradation is the outcome of these changes.

As fast as the expansion and development of the material world is considered, spirituality, along side with humanity, is coming to an end. We are, nonetheless, spiritual beings.

One of the reasons why we’ve reached this level of apathy, is I believe to be ignoring our instincts, ignoring our brothers and sisters’ need for sympathy. We became selfish living beings. For as long as ‘we’ are living a decent life, nothing else matters.

Surely, there’s nothing wrong with living your life. As the motto goes: “Live, and let live.” but if I’m living a decent life, and my brothers and sisters aren’t being able to live, how am I suppose to live?

I will end this post with Francis Scott Fitzgerald’s famous quote:

“I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”

I Will Try

Another year swifts by, as we stand still and gaze up high. What more could be coming for us and why? We are chosen to live while others were chosen to die. It’s just a rule, to which the universe chooses to comply. When is it time to reconcile? With people whom you no longer care if they laugh or cry? Maybe that’s the reason why, we’re left here alive while others in the dirt lie. Maybe we’re supposed to do something for you and I. For when the next year arrives, we breathe a happy sigh. Maybe I’m not ready yet, but I will try. I will try.

Signs

Everywhere around us, there exist signs. Sometimes they are clear for us to notice them, and sometimes we need to pay some attention if we wish to do. Some of us have become incredibly skilled, and capable of recognizing the smallest, most unclear messages within these signs. And sadly some of us are blinded, unable to capture the essence behind them. We are being taught various lessons through these signs. Some lessons have a great probability to penetrate through our souls, allowing us to experience a life changing epiphany. Other lessons give us no choice but to surrender our thoughts to them. It all depends on our souls’ readiness to receive criticism, and hence self-improvement.

Justice

Is there justice on Earth? I’ve been striving to find an answer for this question. Many times the answers are contradicting to each other. Sometimes injustice isn’t given much attention, other times it’s taken sincerely. In some places, injustice has become a normal way of living. In some other places, justice is considered sacred, and the law never bends for anyone. Maybe the answer for this question relies on where you are on the planet. Or maybe it’s just a simple no, depending on how you wish to see it.

But why do we even seek justice? As if we all have built-in needs for it. We’ve been told in fairy tales, which are stories written by us, that good always wins. That’s how we used to comprehend justice. Nowadays, we’ve somehow developed a need to see evil win. We started depicting villains as lovable characters, serial killers as heroes, and serious crimes as enormous achievements and goals. I’m afraid this change in our fairy tales is a reflection of how we have changed ourselves and the way we envision justice, and an indicator to where we are heading. No wonder why the world has become a vast dark place, with tiny barely seen light.

YOLO

You only live once. Most of the people I know would argue with me for claiming such notion. Because most people who like to believe so, tend to fall in a path where they do whatever they wanna do, doesn’t matter good or bad, wasteful or useful. While the way I like to see it, is as if you’re in the woods, hunting for food for you and your family, with only one bullet left in your shotgun. And you have complete freedom of choice, whether to use this bullet wisely or carelessly. Similarly, we all have this one shot in life, with complete freedom over our actions. We can either fire this shot at our goal, or we could just fire it aimlessly. The choice is ours.

Wonderful Quote

Read this paragraph and simply fell in love with it, thought I’d share it with you guys!

There are some people who enter your life like gems. These are the real diamonds. They have no ulterior motives, no inferiority complex, no superiority complex, no need to prove that they are better than you, or seek to have more than you. They don’t feel entitled and aren’t needy or dependent. They are not superficial or fake. They remind you of God and they understand you, when no other person does. They don’t wear a mask with you or pretend to be perfect. They are just real with you and honestly and sincerely only want good for you. You feel you can tell them anything without worrying that they will judge you or put you down for being imperfect. They know your flaws, but love you anyway. And they are loyal. You know they’ll be there for you. They’ll always have your back. And best of all, time and distance doesn’t change this. If you’ve met even one person in your entire life like this, you’re blessed.

— Yasmin Mogahed