“Your greatness is measured by your kindness,
Your education and intellect by your modesty,
Your ignorance is betrayed by your suspicions and prejudices,
And your real caliber is measured by the consideration
and tolerance you have for others.”
– WIlliam J.H. Boetcker
“Four short words sum up what has lifted most successful individuals above the crowd: a little bit more. They did all that was expected of them and a little bit more.” –A. Lou Vickery
In this fast paced world and society, the common sense seems to tell us that we should put the minimum amount of effort to get the maximum result possible. Very economical. And certainly, very practical.
I’m currently dealing with many HR issues at work, and the most recurring question that I ask myself is, how can I motivate my employees and colleagues to be motivated? And yet I realize that the essence of this issue is relevant beyond the context of HR. It basically asks: why should people do a little bit more than what is required?
We know that sometimes, it’s tempting to put just what is expected of us, nothing more, and nothing else. After all, if the barest minimum is enough… why should we invest extra time, energy, and effort in whatever we do?
But I want to challenge that today.
Sometimes, I wonder… If all (or at least most) human beings are rational, then why do they commit crimes and “wrongdoings”?
Often times people blame a behavior on someone’s character or personality. But today, I want to ponder this question through looking at a person’s situational factors, and how could it influence people to commit deviant behaviors.
Here, “fate” refers to the circumstances that one is living in, and the extent that people feel that they have “no choice”.
A refuge is supposed to be a safe place that you can depend in the days of trouble. But sometimes, a refuge could become so comfortable, that before we realize it, it has turned into a prison that separates us from the world outside.
Do you have a hobby? Or should I say, an obsession? It distracts you from the worries of the world, and it turns an escape when the pressures became too much.
It could take many forms: fictions, gaming, chatting, shopping, TV shows, social media, sex, or whatever. The possibility is endless. It filled you with colors, temporary happiness, and almost a sense of fulfillment.
Yet when those activities are taken from you, you found yourself being surrounded by a strange feeling of emptiness. Suddenly, the world turns strangely quiet. Why? Did you unknowingly let those activities define your happiness?
Hi guys, this is a note of encouragement for all of you students out there who might be struggling with your studies… or simply feeling tired and jaded right now.
Today is the day I received my results, which marks the end of my university life. 😀 In retrospect, it was not an easy journey. But now, I’m thankful for every moment that I have experienced, because I can share these lessons learnt with you.
I have been in moments where I barely managed to scrape through passing grades. And through the journey over the years, I experienced discouragements, fear, and worries. But through it all, I learnt what it means to be resilient. And as I grew and became stronger as a person, my grades slowly get better as well. Today, I received the result that is beyond what I can hope for. 🙂
Hard work alone is never enough. Below are the 5 lessons that I learnt during my school years, which I hope would help and encourage all of you students out there. Yes, they are simple. But these are the simple truths that saved my life and my sanity.
Sometimes, I wonder… Why do we, as humans, have the ability to dream?
I’m not talking about the kind of dreams that you experience when you sleep, because I’m sure there are many scientific and psychological theories about it.
But right now, I’m just wondering on why do we dream, when we are awake?
Why do we have wishes, and sometimes far-stretched ideas on how we want to live our lives? Continue reading Why do we dream?
Hi there, welcome to my blog, my home. 🙂
Why do I write?
Well… I used to write to continue living, and to have something to hold onto and remember who I was. I used to write in anonymity, wanting to voice out my haunting thoughts, and yet afraid of being heard and judged.
When I was 15, all I wanted was to run away from home, and find myself. I questioned my own existence, my destiny, and my identity. I questioned why I continue to live, and wondered why I chose my own choices. But those questions produced bigger questions, which then led to self-doubt and the feeling that you are lost.
When I was 17, all I wanted was to escape loneliness, and to understand the true meaning of friendships, love, and individuality. But the older I get, the simpler my dreams become. When I’m 19, all I hoped was to understand what true happiness means, and how could I experience it.
Now that I’m 22, when I feel that I understand a little bit better of what it means to live, and a clearer idea on what is my part in this world… I want to write to encourage others. To encourage you.
I wish to be able to somehow ignite a little spark in your heart, and invite you to see the world for its beauty and wonders, despite of its imperfections. I want to share the joy in little things, and pause you from simply going through the motions for a moment.
No, I don’t pretend that I know all of the answers.
But I guess, finally, I am no longer afraid to speak.
I hope that through this blog, I would be able to share with you the world as seen through my eyes… and paint a little color over your own world. 🙂