Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Everybody, Nobody?

Hi it's been a long time since my last post. Laze and procrastination got the better of me. I'm in a new semester now, looking forward to do awesome stuff!

Anyway let's get back to the post.

There are hundreds, if not thousands of people we see everyday. From the moment you woke up, you would have saw your parents and siblings. On your way out to go to school or work, you might have encountered your favourite/annoying neighbour. Reaching school or workplace, you probably bumped into your best friends, good colleagues and acquaintances that you aren't familiar with but would greet anyway. Along the way there are people that passes you by that you do not even know them. Typical morning.

Heading towards lunchtime the clocks starts ticking to everyone's favourite number. You and your colleagues decides where the best to have lunch today, not the café that all of you visit everyday but ends up there anyway. You pitched the idea of having mamak today but was quickly rejected. Clock hits one and everyone packs. It's the café again.

You orders your favourite green tea latte from the barista you always have a hit on, named Amy. She probably has years of experience brewing coffees that you never know of because you are too busy staring at her. Again, you see lots of strangers coming to this café for lunch and not know a single thing about them, aside of them having lunch, obviously.

I'm gonna stop here, but you get the gist of it right? We see a lot of people every single day but we do not really give a damn about them unless we are attracted to them. I'm not sure whether it is normal to be like that or not, but I guess it is since we do that every single day. Hundreds pass by us and we just don't give a damn.

Everyone has a story. That auntie that sells currypuff at the train station? She probably sells food to support her children's education. Not that you care anyway, if all you do was buying currypuff from her. That waiter that served you your breakfast? He probably working part time because he has a sucky mother that does drugs and is in the rehab but gives you the best service there can be anyway. We don't care, we just want best service or complain.

Knowing that everyone has a story, whether its good or bad sometimes can make us feel smaller, in the sense of being humble. I know modesty is not really part of my forte but I'm trying okay? When we know that others are in a more dire situation than ours, we tend to feel sympathetic towards them (if you don't then... are you human?) and consciously try to make them feel better. That is good right? We need more of those in this country/century/era. People making people feeling better! Try by saying thank you the next time you meet that currypuff auntie.

A simple thank you with a look in the eyes and smile means a lot to that person!*

*Let me elaborate a little about this. Whenever we receive changes after paying for a meal, we tend to look at the changes and say thank you instead of looking at the waiter. It's common and I guess this is due to how we are raised up believing in materialism. Next time, when you receive changes look straight up at the person's eyes and smile then say thank you very much! You will receive a priceless reaction, for most of the time. Some waiter aren't accustomed to this treatment and will feel weird or act don't care at all. However I believe if everyone does this, then they would feel more comfortable knowing someone actually appreciated their effort.

Of course this does not limit to only saying thank you. We take a lot of things for granted. We care less for other people because of what we think we are. We think that we are the main character of our story simply because we see everything in our life in a first person view. Try looking at someone's point of view then you will realize that there are actually other human in this world other than yourself. So stop looking at yourself so highly and think you are so special because all of us are.

I want everyone to care for everyone, if that makes sense. I think that is the least we can do in this cynicism society.

My brain can only elaborate so far and hopefully you can get what I mean. I tend to deviate a little from what I think and what I actually wrote, but I think this piece is pretty spot on. Cheers!

This post only reflects my own opinion, and in a way to remind myself to do what I wrote in the posts. Shall you have opinion, be it concur to mine or not, do leave a comment. Let's have a healthy discussion.