I read this article “How The Cult of Early Success is Bad for Young People” at TIME today, and the title bothers me.
What do you think?
From a glance, this article is pretty well written, I suppose. It cites various resources, and provides an interesting point of view that I mull for quite sometime. But this type of journalism bothers me, because it nitpicks at success stories and positive energies… and turns it into an argument that success is bad for other people.
Perhaps it’s for the sake of publishing a story-grabbing title in the midst of hundreds of articles about Taylor Swift and Malala Yousafzai. But try to imagine and put yourself in their shoes… say, for example: you have worked really hard over the years, and you share your stories of struggles and how you eventually reached a point of success as a way to inspire… and somebody merely point out that “Hey, your story discourages people because it made them feel not good enough, yknow”. How would you feel?
I understand that success could be bad for yourself if you don’t manage it properly. But to accuse someone’s hard work, experiences, and otherwise successful story as something that could harm others, is rather uncalled for.
Continue reading Others’ Success: Motivatation or Discouragement?
Why is it that heroes are always characterized as brave?
In every story and movie I know, the hero (despite whatever shortcoming they have), is always being depicted as courageous. The Gryffindor. The dauntless. The brave warrior. The valiant avengers. Why? Why can’t we be heroes without being brave?
I thought about this from time to time. Why can’t someone be considered a hero simply because he’s smart? Because she’s kind? Because they’re honest? Or simply because they quietly follow the rule and doesn’t hurt anyone?
I’m not brave. I never was.
Continue reading Why Courage?
What are illusions, according to you?
The world is full of illusions. We see what we want to see. We choose to listen to things selectively. We believe, what we think is right.
But I think, one of the most dangerous and prevalent types of all illusions… is the illusion of self. Self image. Self worth.
Sometimes, I think the world is like a Room full of Mirrors. But not just ordinary mirrors. Some of them are concave, and some are shaped like a convex. Some are broken, and some are so fogged you can barely see what they reflect.
And yet there we are, standing in the middle of it, trying to figure out who we are, what we look like, and who we should be.
Continue reading A Room Full of Mirrors
If you could go back and rewrite your history, would you take it? And would you let others take it?
vienna noreen asked me to write about Second Chances… which I think is an interesting topic to write on, because simply there are no clear “right” or “wrong” answers. Every case is different, and everyone is entitled to their own opinions, and we all have our own preferences.
But I think in most cases, it’s divided into 3 categories. Personal injuries, wrong doings in a professional setting, and severe, law breaking cases.
For much of my life: I live by a simple conviction, “do to others, as you would have them do to you.”
And that’s why, I think that it’s important to Always Forgive, but Never Forget. Forgiveness is something that I will always hope I have the privilege of receiving. I would never want a person to hold a grudge on me. Just like everyone else on this planet, I often make mistakes as I’m figuring out my life. So what right do I have to hold a grudge against another? Continue reading Second Chances
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people’s eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth. -Sylvia Plath
I was reading this some time ago, and it fascinated me. I began to ponder about shadows, and their beauty.
Shadows, for me… are the real story behind smiles in photographs. The hidden, imperfect world behind pretty facades. We are always attracted to the bright things, and automatically shield away from the darker sides.
And though looking at the bright lights can be seen as a source of inspiration, sometimes the darker side tells a story that reaches far deeper into our hearts.
The shadows are the ugly reality but also the beautiful truths. The fragile humanity, along with the struggles and the tears. And the untold stories too precious to be put into words and too deep to be simplified into colorful photographs.
Continue reading Talking Shadows
We are funny creatures. We don’t see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire. –Saul Bellow
Why do we love things that we perceive as beautiful in our own understanding?
Why do we hate things that we aren’t familiar with?
Our perception is limited. Our experience is short, and our rationality is bounded. And regardless of how much we try, our wisdom is far from complete.
So why do we dare to pass on judgements, when we only know half of the facts?
Continue reading Eyes Half Opened
(No, I’m not talking about that little golden ball that wizards chase around). But would you blow the whistle, when you witness or heard someone you know… does something that might be considered as wrong.
Ever since we were young, teachers always preach that we must always speak up when we see someone does something “bad”. But a Snitch never has a good reputation. Even kids don’t like friends who tattletale.
Continue reading Would You be A Snitch?