David, a good friend of mine from merry ol' England, once said that we, Burmese people, have a really cool way to avoid drama and we're pretty laid back and I have also mentioned in another one of my blog entries, how this is quite true. But then, come to think of it, it's the same everywhere, just the different types of drama.
I used to think that in Australia, since most are pampered and a bigger percentage of people are not really exposed to poverty. Ok, to be fair, some are but not as much as we are. So because of that, not a lot of people in Australia (including Asians) have other issues like self destruction or just low esteem, things that are pretty much encouragely curable by going to psychiatrists.
Well, in Burma, it's the SAME. We are exposed to poverty and this made us quite immune to struggles. This means we won't really make a deal out of missing out Prada sales. In fact, some of us won't even know what that is. But on the other hand, we have other things that really annoy the shit outta us, that most people in Australia could cleverly avoid. We have things like 'respecting elders', which can lead to 'I am older and I am always right' or things like 'I dare not ask him back for debt because I can't sue him and he's a cousin of my dad's best friend in high school'. In Australia, they'd taken that to court, eh?
So, I have concluded that both Australia and Burma have the same issue level but just differently implied? Yesterday, I was at Steve's house with his wife and KP and his wife because there were some 'unmentionable-on-my-blog-
Although it sounds like it was a hard evening to get by with two of my close friends and their wives, we had a good time talking about good times. We started to share our issues with one another. It was like a rehab but with a much more intimate crowd. We talked about how problems are always there in life. We agree that there's no such thing as 'life is unfair'. I mean, it's just throwing things at you for you to learn.
It's like my meditation session, where the monk asked me to meditate and I spent like one entire hour just shifting myself into different sitting positions and feeling quite shit about that and at the same time how my back started aching like a bitch. He asked me later how I felt. I told him the truth. Horrible! Any bad adjectives you could think of... I said it. He said that's life.
Life, itself, isn't easy. It's full of issues. Some people fight for peace, some people fight for things to end. Some succeeds for a period of time until they die of or get weary to not be able to maintain. It's like an old building. You build this huge ass building and it starts to grow old and ugly. It won't be as good as new unless you keep maintaining it. Thus, that's what life is all about. There's no such things as 'forever'. Nothing lasts forever. Thus, we have to take into account of these 'bad' things and by the time good things happen to you, you'll learn to treasure it and savour it. And of course, after too much of a good thing, it doesn't result as nice as you think it'd be.
So, I guess the reason that me and these four friends of mine are happy is only because we know that life is throwing things at us, in order to make us learn more stuffs and of course to strengthen ourselves for anything bad in the future.
Not to sound like a drama queen, I love issues. They only make me stronger.
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