Nothing is Linear

I just watched this video by Chase Jarvis:

It is about finding your passion or your calling.

Most of us, including myself, struggle to find our calling, our passion, our interests. It can sometimes be frustrating. No matter what we do, the things we are doing just don’t seem to satisfy us.

However, I believe that finding your passion is not something that is straightforward. It requires twists and turns, endless searching and experimenting. Young people like myself, we lacked the experience of the outside world, the different jobs, career paths and activities.

What we can do is to go out and experiment, go out and try loads of new things, do your many firsts because I believe that only through trying can we find what we are really passionate about. You wouldn’t know that you’re passionate about photography until you try it, you wouldn’t know you’re passionate about volunteering until you try it.

Life is never linear, successful people go through many paths, through many jobs and through many failures, but they continue to trudge on trying to find their passion until they did.

I hope that this would be a reminder to all of us that finding our passion might sometimes be an arduous task but will pay off in the end.



When you are lying on your deathbed in your final moments of your life and you are looking back at everything that had happened in your life, what is it that you want to see? What achievements do you want to achieve? What regrets do you have?

I believe it is a question that all of us should ask ourselves, a question that tackles our higher purpose in life.

“He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how.”

— Nietzsche

All of us have many goals that we want to achieve, dreams that we want to make a reality before we die, a bucket list of sorts. Some of us want to travel all over the world, others might want to help the poor by providing them food, shelter and water. Some of us might even want to build an empire and leave behind a legacy.

But there is a problem. Most of us do not know where to begin.

Therefore, I have a suggestion. Reverse-engineer.

  1. List down all your goals. Pick one that you prioritise to achieve.
  2. Break down that goal into what will make it a reality. E.g. Travel Around the World. To make it a reality, I would need money, months of holidays (quit my job?)
  3. Next, break down the parts into its smaller components. Since we would need money to travel around the world, you would need to work for a period of time and save that money. Maybe, open a savings account?
  4. Finally, apply. This is the most difficult step in this whole process as it would require you to stay motivated long enough to see the results come to fruition. Do not give up because know that you do not want to regret it when you’re on your deathbed.

Sometimes, your plan of action might fail you and it might not produce the results that you expected, do not worry, simply repeat the steps again.

Know this, it is never easy to achieve a life goal, maybe that is why it is so stimulating once you did achieve it. It requires dedication, focus and sacrifice, willing to do whatever it takes to achieve it.

What keeps me motivated to work is the sense of regret. I do not want to feel regret when I am in my final phase of life. I do not want to think back and know that I could have done something with my life, that I could have put in a bit more effort.

We have one life to live, so make the best out of it.

Allow me to end this with a quote from Viktor E. Frankl:

“Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.”





One by One, They All Die

The atmosphere was filled with grief and sadness. When you listened closely, you could hear people holding back tears while others were quietly crying into a handkerchief. You stood there, head down as if in prayer as a sign of respect to the deceased. You recognised this atmosphere all too well, it is after all the 10th funeral that you have attended in the past year. The deceased was a close friend of yours, one that you had spent countless hours, night after night, talking and laughing about life and the past. You had known the deceased for almost 40 years now and to find out that he is finally gone had broken your heart… well… should have…

You seemed to have gotten used to it. Used to the deaths of your loved ones and dying in general. You know that you should feel heartbroken and destroyed but… you just don’t seem to be. Maybe, you finally realised the futility of it all. People die and it is only a matter of time. Furthermore, you thought that it might be better to die in these golden years.

You had lived your life. You had achieved all the dreams that you wanted, each period of your life represented by a ticking off of the bucket list. You had seen the world, met countless types of people from various backgrounds and ethnicities. You have heard stories and told them too, sharing and exchanging knowledge. You have visited the edges of the world and done some incredibly crazy things but most importantly, the biggest goal of all, you were married to a wonderful person and had grown old together.

Slowly, the body was lowered into the ground, prayers were quietly said beneath breaths and soil was carefully placed onto the body, bit by bit filling up the grave. A final good-bye was said and the crowd of dark and grieving colours dispersed. You knelt down silent, one hand on the grave, listening to the cool breeze against the grass and taking in the flowery scent emanating from the air.

“This is it, is it?”, you spoke, talking to no one.

You closed your eyes trying to stop the tears that were threatening to roll down. You breathed in deep, forcing back the tears but… to no avail. Your mind wandered about your own mortality and how one day you would find yourself on your deathbed, clinging to life, how one day you will be 6 feet under too. You cried, tears streaming down your cheeks as you thought about how your memories, experiences and the life that you had lived will all disappear. You thought about the amount of time you had left… Your days are numbered.

However, after all of that, you began to realise that you are grateful. You are grateful for being life to enjoy this world. You are grateful to being able to meet everyone that you had learned to love. You are grateful for being able to live such a long and beautiful life…

After wiping the tears away, you stood up and walked away. As you walked away, you wondered about when will you come back to the cemetery again and in what state, in a coffin or in a crowd? Whatever it is, your mind is clear and you accept whatever comes your way, it would be selfish to want to live forever wouldn’t it?