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Of being grateful and strong

I am touched by how hardworking this couple I met in UIA. They have five children, the wife is currently pursuing her master studies while his husband sells nasi campur for their living. I read about their struggles and it made me realise how much blessings have been taken for granted by me. I only have myself and my studies to take care of, yet I find myself procrastinating or finding excuses to see another funny video. When my money is running low, I only have to make one phone call to tell my parents. Some people don't have that privilege to ask money from their parents, some people don't have time to kill as their time is filled with useful activities.

These couple had once fed us for free, because they overheard my friend and I saying that we were hungry right before class started. We insisted to pay but they refused. We didn't know their stories back then. Its amazing how even when they don't have much to give, they persisted on giving. If you're reading this in the future, remember to give more to those in need. I pray that God returns their kindness and they would be able to make it through.

Learn to be more grateful of the blessings you have in life instead of complaining for what you don't have. Through their stories I learned that when life knocks you down multiple times, you could either weep for what happened or you could be strong, work hard and try to make it better. It won't be easy but if you put your heart and effort in it, somedays it will be worth it.

A dear lecturer of mine once said, you have to enjoy the process of learning. The outcome is important as well, but the process is where you learn the most. I realise now that learning that he meant is not only medical related. The more you listen to other people, the more you understand how each person you meet could teach you a lesson or two.


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