success
Remember how I would protest that I can’t bring myself to write whatevers… it seems I have lost touch with words and emotions that would fuel me to play with words. Well, well… I could stop protesting now. Suddenly, every day of my life, I am just compelled to pound on the keyboards and write down my thoughts on whatever that pops in my mind.
Just a minute ago, I browsed through a co-worker’s blog and one of her entries left me thinking about success. I know it’s quite cliched to say that success is not having a lot of money to buy a big house, a sleek car, the latest gadgets, and all those branded and fashionable (kuno) clothes that you ever dreamed of. I am not sourgraping but I never see having so much money or receiving a six-figure monthly salary defining a successful man or woman (but it wouldn’t hurt to have a six-figure salary, harhar).
Success, to me, is being able to make a difference in someone else’s life… it is making the best of what you have… it is standing by and fighting for what you believe in, not compromising your beliefs and principles because of money, fame, or power… it is to be genuinely happy.
And I can say I am getting there… to the point where I can say without hesitation - Yes, I am successful.
For other matters, I just can’t get enough of Kings of Convenience… and I just discovered the wonderful music of Cassandra Wilson. For slow days at work (which I really don’t mind because you can only get lucky once in a while), I love listening to these two. (check out KOC’s music at my multiply account)
