Life. Have you ever asked yourself if you really are living your dreams?
My life is peculiar. It wasnt in my wild imagination that i would work abroad. It’s crazy but life paced so fast, i hardly even realised that it has been 4 years since i first set foot in this foreign land. First impression i had, locals were so scary. 4 years ago, every time i see this guy, who wears this unfamiliar white dress with this soft linen on their head, i get scared big time. But since i was instructed to act normally (bcos i was on a visit visa), i tend to talk to myself to calm myself. I made friends with myself. LOLS.
It aint easy to live alone in this part of the world, who would have? People may think, we are having the best times of our lives, but the truth is, we are not earning money by doing nothing. Every sweat worths the penny.
The temperature outside is way too warm for people to work for long hours. And yet, most of us do. Our family back home must have been thinking that we are living a lavish life in this land, but let me correct you, we are not here to be treated like Kings and Queens, nor Princes and Princesses, we are the 21st century version of slaves. We work our ass off to please the people who owns this land.
Sad reality though, our families back home dont understand. I may say, they refused to understand. They didnt understand because they chose not to understand.
To be fair, have you imagine yourself working for long hours under the scorching heat of the sun, and then later in the evening, tired and hungry with no food prepared to eat yet another phone call from family back home, not to say hello but to ask money as if we have plenty to give right away? Life sucks.
Well, i am not in the position to judge anyone on anything. As long as we are happy despite the hardships, that’s what really matters. That’s why some people call us, the nation’s heroes. Oh please, give me a break!
Hays, I think, im not making any sense. My brain isnt working properly, i guess. Really, my heart is aching to the highest level, that is why i want to write and just forget about it.
One thing i realised though, actions are vague, it wont tell you things that you need to know. Words are shallow too, it is never enough.
I need to feel it and i need to hear it. WORDS and ACTIONS, can YOU even try?