I have to fall in love with endeavor. I have to love it enough to stick to it.
I have always admired hard-workers, of how deliberately they put so much work into their visions . I truly admired it and I wanted to be one of them. But my laziness, my act of wasting time callously never actually made me such person I had always dreamed of. I don't try twice. I am always impatient. I want results in blink of an eye while others are fighting for it, sweating over it, getting things done to get to it. Can't you see how foolish that is of me? To want something without the work that takes it to achieve? The genetic lottery that put me in a middle class family, in this land, far less privileged than those of Europeans. At times, I feel envious of my cousins who live in USA, just because their parents established themselves there, granted them that kind of privileged life that my parents couldn't. I know, it's no good envying them, when I've been blessed with not so much money but enough and with a healthy life, with amazing parents and with siblings I wouldn't imagine my life without. And I realized no matter how privileged your life is, you have to work hard anyway. Just because your father is rich doesn't mean you'd be too. Just because you live in America, doesn't mean you'll get jobs you love. No matter how awesome or worsened your position is, there's no shortcomings of hard-work. So I have nothing to be envious of, when I have the same 24 hours time a day, When I have every equipment I need. I just have to be active. I just have to be more determined. And more controlled over the time I have. Maybe someday, in future I will thank myself for it. So I have to do something, at least just an effort, one at a time, that in future I would be thankful for. I have to be a hard-worker. A non sparer of time, I have to be controlled by myself, I have to be prepared for the life ahead that I could make it or break it now.
I have always admired hard-workers, of how deliberately they put so much work into their visions . I truly admired it and I wanted to be one of them. But my laziness, my act of wasting time callously never actually made me such person I had always dreamed of. I don't try twice. I am always impatient. I want results in blink of an eye while others are fighting for it, sweating over it, getting things done to get to it. Can't you see how foolish that is of me? To want something without the work that takes it to achieve? The genetic lottery that put me in a middle class family, in this land, far less privileged than those of Europeans. At times, I feel envious of my cousins who live in USA, just because their parents established themselves there, granted them that kind of privileged life that my parents couldn't. I know, it's no good envying them, when I've been blessed with not so much money but enough and with a healthy life, with amazing parents and with siblings I wouldn't imagine my life without. And I realized no matter how privileged your life is, you have to work hard anyway. Just because your father is rich doesn't mean you'd be too. Just because you live in America, doesn't mean you'll get jobs you love. No matter how awesome or worsened your position is, there's no shortcomings of hard-work. So I have nothing to be envious of, when I have the same 24 hours time a day, When I have every equipment I need. I just have to be active. I just have to be more determined. And more controlled over the time I have. Maybe someday, in future I will thank myself for it. So I have to do something, at least just an effort, one at a time, that in future I would be thankful for. I have to be a hard-worker. A non sparer of time, I have to be controlled by myself, I have to be prepared for the life ahead that I could make it or break it now.
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