Some people are born artists. Some people are born as athletes. Some people are born as scientists. definitely believe that we can practice…practice, practice, practice…until we have perfected whatever we have been practicing. But it won’t be good if we don’t have a passion for it. And passion is something we are born with.
Some people spend their whole lives studying and perfecting their stroke techniques, become god-like painters that can capture human emotion with oil on canvas. Others spend their days in the gym, in the training room, and on the field or court, jumping, hurdling, kicking, and tossing at whatever type of ball their favored sport requires. And there are those who are book-worms and spend all their days studying biology and ant life, and the different kind of trees. Studying electricity, chemistry, physics. Some study math.
But before all of this, at the moment of conception (Or maybe even before?) something in the universe lines up just so, and a passion for a certain thing is burned into our DNA. Without this passion, we could never achieve our true potential.
If we were born with a passion for painting, but spent all of our lives studying to be a doctor, our life would be wasted. We could, most definitely, be a great doctor. But we could never be as good a doctor as we could have been a painter. This is our inner voice, this is our soul speaking. This is our passion. And nothing drives our determination with such vigor and agility as out passion. This is truly the fire of our soul, the light of our existence. Why, then, would we spend all of our short eternity away from the warmth and the light?
As for me, I love math. I love numbers but not really into accounting subject. Mathematics, Additional Mathematics were always going to be my favorite subjects because it keep me wide awake for the entire three hours of lecture.To me, it has always been my easiest. I have always understood math. It’s always been simple. 1+1=2. And to some degree, every form of math is just that: a problem, and an answer. And it didn't matter how you got to the answer, as long as you followed the rules, and got to it. And there was always only one right answer. I really liked that about math. There was one answer only. No “there is no right or wrong answer” bullshit.
English, on the other hand, was very confusing. Because every question I was asked was an opinion, and it’s very hard for me to give an opinion because I like to be as un-biased as humanly possible, which meant I’d be giving at least two answers, because there are two sides to every story. But I loved English class. I love reading. And, I discovered, I love writing. Sometimes, I found out that English is the best way in expressing myself in some aspects. That's why I like about writing. I could express everything on such a greater level than ever before by writing it. By keeping my mouth shut, and typing whatever is on my mind comes so damn easy to me. It’s just natural. It flows like a damn river. Words gushing out and spilling into whatever mouth awaits.
Whatever you're doing now, you should have believed in yourself. Do something that you will never get bored, never get tired of. Something that you will never hate and regret in the future. If you believe in your passion and talents, make a living off of it.
Because some people are born as athletes and painters, or maybe as a writer. Remember, you are born with your own talents ! Make used of it. :)
have faith, keep believing.
dreams big,
spread the wings,
and fly above the ground.
- sarahsaadin-
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