Hard work

It took me a good 19 years of existence to understand the true meaning of hard work.

I thought I had been doing hard work. I just felt a breakthrough in my studies. It's so subtle. But the effect is overwhelming. It's tiring to upkeep the pace, there were times I felt like going with the flow, knowing some, oblivious to others. It was okay to gloss over the hard parts when I felt like I didn't understand. Effort. I didn't give it all.

Now, I try my best to understand the hard stuffs. I face it. I imagine the neurons making stronger connections as I keep making an effort to understand something that seemed so ancient. And the more I expose myself to the difficult and mysterious stuffs that I couldn't understand, the more I felt like things are falling into place. Almost like I have many eureka! moments when I make myself read it for the 4th time. I suddenly understand it. I know it's not "suddenly". It took me so much effort to understand the concepts. I think I might have found out why some people can score so well, and some mediocre.

Because, like every other thing in life, the best persevere till the very end, to make a difference. The rest come 10,000 miles, only to turn back at the last 10 steps.

I'm consistently walking the 10,000 miles the whole of my life, thinking I have put in a lot of effort, giving all my best. But subconsciously, I have been turning back at the last 10 steps whenever I face the most difficult part. And I lie to myself, by justifying with the power of reason that it was perfectly okay to turn back at those last steps.

This sem? I will walk the last 10 steps. I hope you do too.