Dreams

Sometimes dreams are just that, dreams. There are times in life that you have to sacrifice your time and effort towards your dream, in order to help others in need, or to further their dream. Does your dream live in theirs then?

Most likely not. I remember the song ‘Numb’ from Linkin Park, where it alludes to the point that dreams don’t get carried on. Not unless you have the same understanding.

And I know, I may end up, failing too.
And I know, you were just like me with someone disappointed in you.

Linkin Park

Wow I feel so old, quoting a band that has lost its main singer.

This post came about when I was telling my children how one of my colleagues got an award/recognition Employee of the Month. I said that the colleague was very diligent (rajin), to which my children why was I not getting the award. “Were you lazy?” they asked. 🙄
I made the excuse explained that the colleague was not married and is able to dedicate his time to his work, hence getting the award. I further said that I chose to spend more time at home instead. To be honest, there are other employee with children that got the award, but I truly believe that if I were to give more time towards my work, I would need to sacrifice my time with my family.

Which brings to the topic of this post, of sacrificing your dreams for other people dreams. To be clear, it is NOT my dream to get the Employee of the Month 😂. It is just that nowadays it is hard to imagine certain things being achieved, without going through various hurdles, or as they say, hustle. My teacher used to say, if it is worth having, then it is worth striving for. In most cases and when you get older, you realize certain things are not worth having, or at least the trade off is not worth striving for.

It is never easy though, when deciding what to drop and what to continue carrying but with time and consideration, insyaAllah we will come to right decision.

Thank you for reading.

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