patience (pā-shənz) is the state of endurance under difficult circumstances. i really mean difficult circumstances.
i am a man who was known throughout for my patience. or rather endurance. or probably ignorance. but bottomline, it does require heaps of patience to master the art of silence. i sometimes wronged myself confused between the silence of patience, undurance and ignorance. but behind my silence, it doesnt mean that my my mind is not working. in fact, thats the time when it does most of its thinking. trying to put the situation under different circumstances. trying to think what others were thinking. and also trying to judge, if a comment is worth saying. i cant possibly imagine answering something immediately without the silence. that has to mean that i've not processed thru what i've blurted.
in my family, im surprisingly the quietest of them all. im really a shy person. very reserved. in only some situations, i become a little "overdosed" with glucose of noise. otherwise, i really enjoy silence. im not the best person to blend in a crowd. im not at my best, when im surrounded. contradictingly, im usually at the centre of attention. to the extend of being the life in the crowd. thus, im always judged otherwise.
patience. what is this patience in me? to my mother's traits, i have her patience. to my father's traits, i do carry a bagful of his tempers. so when both collide, it became .... me! i've noticed this pattern in the working life. i am a people's person when i am able to keep my cool. im hated whenever im opposite. strange enough in some situations, its vice versa.
my patience sometimes is being taken for granted. in my own opinion, if my patience was a piece of paper, it ought to be as thin as a single ply tissue paper. i envy and look high upon people who has 'thick' patience as the transparency paper.
in most stories you watched on TV or books that you read, you ought to notice the trend that patience is the key of all success. without patience, and peseverence, you're just .... nothing.
at 29, i've yet master good patience and peseverence skills. i wish i was more patient. i wish i had more will power of peseverence. and i wish more for patience is not for people to step on my head. i know, one day, the patience will somehow step on the head of who ever wish to step on mine.
2 comments:
The game of life has its fair share of ups and downs. I guess it this was Monopoly, most of us would feel that we are that broke fool who invested too much in the wrong squares. A few bucks from being declared ‘bankrupt”, the game has lost all its fun and you’re just dying for a “Go to Jail” card. And most of the time we would quite comfortably park our lil silver pawn in the Jail. And as we sit in time-out, we feel we can safely watch the game of life proceed, thinking that the bars of our cell is protecting us. Then, when we finally feel that the world is on our side, we can come out to play again.
I guess all of us are guilty of ‘cheating’ patience by hibernating through all of life’s current frustrations. Just waiting when enough time has passed. And only then we want to get up after our heart is healed, and our soul is calm and when we have a fresher outlook towards things.
But I understand sometimes life can be very exhausting that we naturally feel we need our beauty sleep.
"Then, when we finally feel that the world is on our side, we can come out to play again"
i dont think thats how it worked. it depends on luck for the double dice rite? when we're behind bars, we cant collect money from whomever that pounces on our property. the only thing we can be happy about is not stepping on some other's properties. i just cant enjoy much from this game. probably the groub ought to be bigger. but when the group gets bigger, the patience runs thinner. aaarrgghhh this monopoly thing....
while some are hibernating 'patiently' (might be cowardly), some (brave upfront) just couldnt sit still thru frustration. it depends on individuals i reckon. the consequences for both ... only HE will decide.
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