Friday, July 5, 2013

Giving it Wings Won't Make it Fly

500 years ago, the idea of a giant metal block soaring in the sky defines 'impossible'. If you go up to someone and tell them that you're going to build something that is a hundred times heavier than air to fly, you'd be called crazy-- not over ambitious, nor setting the bars too high. Crazy. Logically if something were to float over a certain medium, it had to be lighter than the medium. Logic.
But then, if you take that huge metal block, hammer it into a certain shape, shoot it at a certain speed, some firepower, give it some chemistry, and a few other rules, it WILL take flight.
500 years ago, they call it impossible. Today we call it airplanes and rockets.

What you say impossible today, tomorrow someone's gonna prove you wrong. Why not let yourself have the honour for once?

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I used to live in this dark void, enclosed by my own insecurities. Little, cynical voices in my head telling me things--demoralizing me.
"You're worthless"
"You're not capable of anything. Just deal with it. Stop trying."
"You're never this, never that."
Each words tearing me to pieces, never building me up. So I started doing things, I try to be as proactive, try to be SUCCESSFUL-- to prove myself, those voices wrong. And here I am now, not what I would define as successful, but I'm making progress. InsyaAllah. But the voices doesn't change, only I try to change my mindset. One could only try. It is by His will, for it to be, or not.

But later on, I realized, what's worse than having half of yourself dragging you down, is having your friends doing it. I guess after a while with those voices, I don't have much trust in myself, but I trust my friends. And, it hurts. Really.

All there is to do is to remind myself why I'm doing it in the first place, for myself. Whether you fail, or you succeed, some will be happy for you, and some won't. Some others couldn't even be bothered about  it. But it will definitely affect YOU, or in this case, ME. I am still in rubble. Finding my way out. I guess you really can't rely on people to make you happy, or force yourself to make people happy. Either ways, I am happy.

Hafidz Iddin

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