Let's Do The Ordinary

In this extra ordinary world, there's a world full of ordinary people. Move over and make room

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If I earned a penny each time I heard the following, I’d be a millionaire by now:

“You guys are born in a great time, you can do whatever you like, you have so much choice, we had limited options, our parents picked our profession."

I mean, yes, don’t get me wrong, compared to being forced to do something or doing something for the lack of choice, having the freedom and variety does seem like a privilege…. But is it really all that great?

A childish analogy but I am reminded of the time where I envied schools which had no uniforms. I wonder what would have happened if I had suddenly been given that option – it would have seemed so amazing until the overwhelming feeling of "what do I wear today" would have set in. In hind sight, I would have ended up thinking to myself that I was better off being told what to wear.

If you’re upset at reading this, you may be the “follow your passion” kind and in most probability always knew what you wanted to do next and were great at whatever it was. Hence you will not understand this side of the story of the passionless people.

Do we ALL need to have a passion to pursue against all odds? Do we need to have a calling that keeps us up at night? Don’t get me wrong, I feel very strongly for and towards a lot of things - but am I passionate about them? Enough to leave everything behind & pursue till I achieve whatever goal passion is supposed to have? I’m not so sure.

To me, in today's world, passion = pressure. There is so much pressure on having the need to be passionate (bonus points if you are passionate about the creative or performing arts). In the absence of this, you have no purpose in life and are labelled an unmotivated & dull individual. Tsk Tsk Tsk...

Is there no place for ordinary people with small dreams? The ones who are content with happiness? Does passion and ambition necessarily have to drive you and/or your career?

I thought our careers and jobs were a means to support life, when did they become our lives? How is it that these support tools define us now, becoming a way to justify our existence and a way to measure our self-worth?