It has always been my dream since young to step outside of my country land to see what the ang mo countries have got to offer. It was my dream, and now it is a reality.
I wake up in the morning and as I soak myself with hot water in the bath tub, everything still seems too new, too fresh and too impossible.
Now, I pick pots and pans, distinguish between good and rotten potatoes, cook my meals, do my laundry, take the metro and call home everyday. Things that I wouldn't do when I live in the comfort of home, now I do.
And I must say, the grass on the other side is not always greener than you imagine. I see beggars lying around more than what I witness back at home, roads with potholes, reckless drivers, impolite service, rude people, educated yet uncivilized citizens, drugs and what nots.
But you see, life is much happier when you focus on the white paper rather than the black dot on it. And so, I enjoy the cool weather, thank the beggar who holds my door for me, drop the homeless old man a quarter and be grateful that I'm here in a foreign country, learning as much as I could.
As I strive hard to excel in what I'm doing now, I too, silently say my vow everyday, that I'm going to contribute back to people who are in need of my helping hands. Just like how others have helped me attained my goals today.
Each day, I live my day with hope.
Each day, I fill my day with joy.
Each day, I allow myself to dream a little dream.
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