the alarm rang, heralding yet another dreadful work day. the enthusiasm of it all seem to be draining away like a running tap, and i seem to be unable to get up on time lately. and that is really, really bad.
i spoke to a taxi-driver yesterday, and he was telling me that business was really bad, including yesterday and the day before. it was 12 midnight and whilst complaining to myself that the time exactly read 12:03am (i failed to make it to a cab before the midnight charge timing), it doesn't really matter to the driver cause he was just glad he got his first customer in over an hour. in order to support his family, he had to pack up at around 2am, go home to rest and wake up again at about 5am to get ready for his other job for the day. the cycle repeats where he only gets three to four hours of sleep each night, and i thought it was really noble of him to slog so hard, for a better tomorrow, for his family.
to listen to others' stories, its like reality checks, to learn the misadventures of people, and how tough life can actually be. and then we learn to appreciate and cherish what we have, for it is already a blessing in itself. i enjoy such conversations, as we exchange experiences, advice and feedback. the most valuable of it all, is that we can reflect upon ourself and look towards being a better person.
i always imagine God is actively playing a game of Sims, where he have huge populations to take care of, in which i believe he has already done a great job. and just for a matter of fun and merry, he had chosen to put some of us in difficult positions, to test our resolve and hence how we solve problems. as such, it is a cruel game to engage in. as seen in the present world, wars are being fought over the jurisdiction of nuclear power, over independance of a state or country. its like the H1N1 community attempting to wage a mighty war against the human race.
maybe its just not that simple..
