A day in life would be better if we understood the values it gives..

Don't many of us suffer a common disease of laziness? We just pout, shout and complain for the joy of receiving attentiveness from those who are actually willing.

Genius is only one percent inspiration. Where is the other 99? It all comes down to perspiration. The great inventor, Thomas Edison, who invents things that are needed in this world, believes that all his great creations do not come by luck, but by work.

I have tried to walk the talk but often, situations impede me from committing to do so. So people will call us a quitter, a sensitive loser and tell you "Hey, what happened to all your big talks? You're no different from any other lazy bums no matter how hard your try to skew off."

They could tell you too, that great moments come from great opportunities, or if there's a will there's a way. It's gives someone the optimistic feeling that all things are possible no matter how bad system can be. Change can happen if we act to topple it or reconstruct it.

Somehow, my opinions don't necessarily matter to my superiors. They would come to me, saying that are heavily burdened with tons of work when in truth they don't. I'm not enough of a blind fool to believe that laughing and smiling while doing practically nothing all morning, depict stress and feeling of wanting to scream in distress.

I want to give some examples. I want to say out their names. I want to let people know. I want a change. I want the best for everybody. I want to believe that situations can be done with higher efficiency. I want to work under those who actually know and have a strategic mind on their duty.

Not hiding behind a brick wall and scribbling their names on the walls while cursing. Not living knowing that the future generations will suffer the same fate. Not knowing that things can be done better and yet it is done in a much worse condition. Not dealing with superiors who are seemingly asinine in their actions and throwing all the darts to you.

But I can't. It is those moments where it's either you tell a white lie or you just keep your mouth shut cause the truth will only cause to be in bigger calamities and we are effortless against all the adversities.

I have failed to live up to my dreams for the change cause I'm only a mere dust on the shirt of hobo. Insignificant among the insignificance. My ideas are only to be shared to those who are willing to hear. To those who care and believe in me.

Unfortunately for them too, they have no power to do so.

So, what I realise now is that there are two kinds of pouters. One who understands and are passionate about what they pout, and one who pouts only for the sake of social recognition among their peers.

They can be differentiated by what they say. By how they really feel. By their effort.

But when all is in vain, they give up and drown in disappointment. Such as myself.

We live our lives for the purpose of achieving our goals as soon as we have one we cling to. Along the way comes challenges and trials that not many could go through. It's not solely because that their weak or afraid. Sometimes it could because the challenge is too strong that it seems impossible that we gradually grow tired and when all energy is sapped, we give up.

Pleasures of life are everywhere. All around is us. If we can't make it through, take a step back and enjoy life the way it should be :

Do what we can in the most simplest of way.

That way, we may not easily grow tired.