After a month of living like a nerd for the second semester exams, finally, I’m back. Lots of stuffs to blog about but let’s take it one step at a time. Money has always been the issue in life more importantly when you are a student. I’ve always wished that I had lots and lots of money. I-Pads, I-Phones and oversea holidays have always been the top of my list (hint for my birthday). Yes, you can call me materialistic. People say, “money is the root of all evil”. My reply? I guess you are just not that rooted in life. However, I must partially agree with that statement as I’ve witnessed many instances in life where you can observe the effects of money on a person.
The best example to prove my hypothesis right is just to look at your relatives or friends. I don’t know about your family but I can definitely observe this in mine. I have two groups of relatives – the ‘royal’ family and the ‘loyal’ family. No, this is not a matter of the hokkiens not being able to plonounce the ‘r’. Let’s have a look at the royal families. What I really love about them is their annual ang pows during Chinese New Year and their treats for the odd outings which we had. Aside from that, there’s pretty nothing else which I would like to gain from them. Yes, they drive nice cars and have big houses equipped with 40 plus inches of flat screen tv but whenever we meet, they would transform into the Prime Minister and table the Ninth Malaysian Plan. “Oh, did you know I recently changed my car from bla bla to bla bla and I just bought a mansion at zzzZZZzzzz. My son just graduated and is earning five-digits salary.” Get what I mean? Their annual financial report.
Alright then, let’s move over to the ‘loyal’ families. I have this group of aunts who are living in the middle income group. Average annual ang pows of RM10, driving Proton cars (not even Waja), wearing shorts and plain Ts and every time we gather, we’ll just go to some hawker centre. Nevertheless, they remain close to my heart. They aren’t rich in their pockets but in their hearts. These are the ones who tapau Muar food, the ones who accompanied and assisted me when I was rushing up and down K.L. for my Sime Darby scholarship interviews and these are the ones who I know that regardless of how rich they are, they wouldn’t change a single bit. I know for sure that if I had played the political game well with the ‘Royals’, I’d probably had I-Pads, I-Phones and holiday trips but there’s just something in the ‘Loyals’ which defines the true meaning of family.
You’d be wondering what am I trying to prove? Basically, money is the root of all evil but if you are rooted money is merely a way of making this world better. Money is the most fundamental element in life. Forget love or friendship. A realistic person would tell you that without money, how much love you have wouldn’t make any difference to your life. Money is just a mere catalyst to achieving your goals. Use too much of it and you’ll find yourself on the right path to self-destruction which many gamblers and bankrupts would tell you. Thus, I see money as a catalyst to achieving my goals. I’m already contented with my scholarship but that’s not enough to make a change.
I have a dream and I take it as a challenge to prove Daniel Ariff, Jimmy and Gobind Singh Yeo wrong. I would like to be very very rich that I reach a point where there’s nothing else in life which I can’t afford and when I reach this stage, I would like to change the perceptions people have over the high-income groups which are mainly snobbish, arrogant and stingy. On top of that, it will be the icing on the cake to be able to take pro-bono cases (cases where you don’t charge legal fees) for the abused wives and exploited natives. It’s more than mere luck or brains which I need to achieve this dream but it’s the ability to be contented, rooted and the ability to resist temptations. I’ll look back at this post in 20 years time either with “What the heck was I thinking” or “Yes, I did it”. Only time would tell.
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