Purpose

"Trench of Life"

For the past few days, one of the topics that I've googled is 'finding your passion/dharma'. Or in some cases- 'What is my purpose in this world?'. Interesting question isn't it? You're probably asking the exact same thing as you skim along the text in my blog. Maybe you're on Google too looking for answers.

Let's admit it, life has many roads to go down, many seas to sail. We're told as youngsters to pick one path and go for that. But one problem persists- are we going to like & love what we find? Is it going to let us be inspired for the rest of our lives?

I've had a habit of imagining myself doing certain things for a living; a majority of those involve things I love in life. And such include being a humanitarian pilot flying supplies & flying missionaries to hidden areas; villages far out of reach from sources. Another case, I imagined myself flying RC quadcopters for aerial surveys. I've met this guy who makes a decent living out of showing property and such with, yes- a toy helicopter! Of course, there much more, but too many to name!

So what should I even do if I can't really figure it out that clearly? Who knows since there's so many choices!

Just a few days before my 4th year of college, I knew that I wasn't in the best situation; I was behind a year to make up for a class I couldn't take yet. My mind kept urging me to drop out, to be thrown out into the real world. I never told my parents about it as I didn't want to disappoint them. I told them I was okay and I was okay with college. Then one day, I admitted to my mom that I was doubtful about my academic career and that I wanted to take a year off (gap-years are a nuisance where I come from!) to take a break and perhaps, get a job at a coffee shop. For some reason though, my mom thought I was going the right way. If I happened to switched majors, I would have to start all over again, from the beginning- as a freshman.

I knew my mom was right. Eventhough I had to take another year, I had to finish what I've started. In fact, I realized that retaking classes & extended years was normal among college students around the world.  So here I am, making up for a class I didn't pass. If I chose to drop out and work, my chances of getting back in in the future would be very bleak. They say the older you get, the harder it is to

Skip to today, I was in this class which I had one weekend assignment:  take photos of what I love, take many photos and make a slideshow to tell a story. At first, I thought this assignment was rather wonky in terms of what a teacher would give to a senior college student. And this wasn't his idea-it was used in the US. And the purpose of this experiment? To help the student to find and see what his/her purpose is. I cannot reveal mine yet as I haven't done it yet; it's Friday night and I need my sleep.

Once I wake up, I'll start snapping away, even if it's a plate of egg benedict or a macro shot of spare buttons. Who know's what comes up? I'll keep you posted!