I love spending time with reverts to our Islamic religion. They understand the beauty that is Islam. It's important to be sincere and to surround yourself with such crowd who will always remind you of God and our true purpose on this planet.
I'm a bit upset that it gets harder to find crowds like that to hang out with, especially now that I've started working. Most of my time is spent at work, and I have to deal. I have to deal with all kinds of people with all sorts of different beliefs and value systems. If I were to spend 8 hours a day at work, I could probably still deal. But working 51 hours a week... It's not as easy to manage, though still manageable, but certain things will have to be given up to take up other things, and 24 hours is not enough in a day for underpaid kids with degrees working in MNCs.
I've been reading online about where to draw the line on what's too much to handle. I decided it's too much when I came to learn that I have been working more hours than what is legal according to Health and Safety laws. I learn that it's not normal to be so overworked, that I started speaking with friends studying pharmacology and asking them about anti-depressant medication. Many of my millionaire friends all tell me that the most important thing in this life is your health and your happiness. And they said if you want to go back to Sydney... Don't wait. Do what makes you happy. This is the way to wealth. Cos ain't none of those guys who work their tail off are rich. They're all trapped in the rat race. In KL relative to Sydney, I even consider it a poverty trap. They live in Mick Mansions, and are rich-poor. Mick Mansions being mansions with hardly any food in it, cos they can't afford it. Rich-poor is paying for grandiose cars while eating nothing but rice.
I think this world can be a beautiful place to live in if the right things are in place. Justice, fairness and equality being held as normal. And that we are able to pursue our dreams and aspirations, if we so desire. Because our shari'a compliant desires, is probably our purpose.
I'm a bit upset that it gets harder to find crowds like that to hang out with, especially now that I've started working. Most of my time is spent at work, and I have to deal. I have to deal with all kinds of people with all sorts of different beliefs and value systems. If I were to spend 8 hours a day at work, I could probably still deal. But working 51 hours a week... It's not as easy to manage, though still manageable, but certain things will have to be given up to take up other things, and 24 hours is not enough in a day for underpaid kids with degrees working in MNCs.
I've been reading online about where to draw the line on what's too much to handle. I decided it's too much when I came to learn that I have been working more hours than what is legal according to Health and Safety laws. I learn that it's not normal to be so overworked, that I started speaking with friends studying pharmacology and asking them about anti-depressant medication. Many of my millionaire friends all tell me that the most important thing in this life is your health and your happiness. And they said if you want to go back to Sydney... Don't wait. Do what makes you happy. This is the way to wealth. Cos ain't none of those guys who work their tail off are rich. They're all trapped in the rat race. In KL relative to Sydney, I even consider it a poverty trap. They live in Mick Mansions, and are rich-poor. Mick Mansions being mansions with hardly any food in it, cos they can't afford it. Rich-poor is paying for grandiose cars while eating nothing but rice.
I think this world can be a beautiful place to live in if the right things are in place. Justice, fairness and equality being held as normal. And that we are able to pursue our dreams and aspirations, if we so desire. Because our shari'a compliant desires, is probably our purpose.
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