the inheritance
It is hard to deny that certain people are meant for certain things in their life. However they may choose in their courses of life shows how great they may be in this world and how low may they be. As for me, it’s another case of another whole lot of thing going on once more.
I have an inheritance, a legacy. A big one by the age of 20 years. My father’s business. It does not seem proper in anyway to give this to my sister, because she is to be wedded to another man. As for me, is it a choice? Or, is it a God given right to me? Just coming to the age of 21, I’m already given a whole lot of big choices and decisions to make. I shouldn’t even have to say I guess it’s time for me to grow up. There never was a defining age for it. It could just happen to you at any time it wants to in that certain branch of life.
20 years have passed and my father have worked to bring up our family. The quirky thing here is, is it tiring? It doesn’t seem so. I never actually asked him why is it that he wants to do this. Why is it that he gave up his position as a bank manager in a bank and ended up as a hawker. Perhaps through my industrial training, I’ve already understood. Through the numbers of meetings that I went through, i have understood. Through the paperwork, the stacks, the printings, the applications and the programs I’ve gone through, I have understood it well enough. This isn’t stressful, this isn’t a dead end job, this is slavery.
Most of the people in this world don’t realize that they are given choices to choose from. Yet, they choose to remain where they are. Certain people choose to live a much happier life than they were before, preventing hair loss to begin with. Others lead punishing lives. It Isn’t to say stressful, yet it is something for us to call as slavery to life. Not to God. Certain people find comfort doing certain things, so do I. I’ve found my comfort zone when I was growing up.
There were few people who knew me as my father’s helper. During the Ramadhan month, I used to help him a lot with the business. From helping out with the Soy Milk, to packing and readying syrup packs, it is only now that these memories become more clear to me, like the back of my hand. When i was still single, you couldn’t imagine how I flirted, in a business manner, with the ladies. I was young and lonely in the past, of course I had to pull in some moves. But from there, I actually learned hospitality, and providing a service to the masses. Not only am I able to smile at my father’s customers, I can be happy with them, joke with them, and meet new people everyday. I know the times when my father did the Putu Perak, he also slipped in some conversations to make the wait feel like they never had to. he made them feel at home.
My gf told me, I was made for the business2 kind of thing. I do. I am. So, why did I go to get a degree then? Well, it was to be a bank manager. No kidding. And that, was thanks to my father who quitted his job. And he told me, that I shouldn’t be a bank manager, I should go higher than that. if bapak jadi pengurus, anak kena lah jadi pengarah. That was the quote the older people used to use. but along the way, I met with people. I met with people who aspired to be great, are great, or just following the American frat boy sort of life. I met with lecturers who couldn’t even do squat to redefine what they teach, and I met the best lecturer in my life that thought me some of the greatest lessons in my life. He liberated me from being who I am. And who I wanted to be. DIfferent.
I never had the opportunity of taking on some of the biggest choices in my life. Seems like right as the age is coming, I’m already given with these choices. What do you think I should do? What you have thought about? Most of us don’t have a choice, and most of us also have to start down low. For a person who is already given an opportunity to be high up, would you have passed it up?
Take your time, ponder it carefully. The best of life is yet to begin.
Much Love, Azlil.Ash
August 21st, 2008 at 7:05 am
very da panjang.
go go ash!!