Trailing footsteps
It's hard not to check whether I'm following my dad's footsteps or not. I find myself peering at the yard sticks every now and then, more and more frequent as time passes by. Here is the verdict so far...
My dad and I went to the same secondary school, the same location, the same buildings, but different teachers. I started earlier at the age of 12.5 and he started later at the age of 15 something. I spent time there the longest of all batches, 5 years and extra since we started in early Dec 95 instead of Jan 96, while dad spent 4 years total, 2 of which in upper secondary and the other 2 in lower+upper six. My family visited almost every week, every week during my first and fifth year in fact, while dad had to leave everyone behind in T'ganu. I had had the luxury of today's infrastructure and lifestyle, whereas dad had had a tough time living with so very little and staying so far away from home. I've had a tough time bearing with today's surrounding gross ignorance and negligence, while he's had a better time then, I think, of the surrounding respect, accountability, and politeness. At least people then still respect the elderly. Today, may Lord have Mercy on the younger generation. All in all, he managed to become the headboy but I didn't. He's got his name on the board and I haven't. Everybody knows who Mat Zakaria is. Nobody knows who Ahmad Zidni was, is.
My dad achieved his Masters degree from the UK at the age of 25 and got married afterwards. I know I wouldn't be able to follow the former, because of my bond and lower IQ, but perhaps I can try and at least follow the latter. *smile* Well, I don't know. The current job is very tough - time consuming, technically and professionally demanding, and still the same pay (basically more time and energy out but not much money in). The only compensation is gaining the knowledge & experience. Even if I have a lot of love, who would put up with... nevermind. Shouldn't talk about it. *smile again*
Quotable quote: Marriage is an institution in which the man loses his Bachelor's degree and the woman gets her Master's.
My dad and I went to the same secondary school, the same location, the same buildings, but different teachers. I started earlier at the age of 12.5 and he started later at the age of 15 something. I spent time there the longest of all batches, 5 years and extra since we started in early Dec 95 instead of Jan 96, while dad spent 4 years total, 2 of which in upper secondary and the other 2 in lower+upper six. My family visited almost every week, every week during my first and fifth year in fact, while dad had to leave everyone behind in T'ganu. I had had the luxury of today's infrastructure and lifestyle, whereas dad had had a tough time living with so very little and staying so far away from home. I've had a tough time bearing with today's surrounding gross ignorance and negligence, while he's had a better time then, I think, of the surrounding respect, accountability, and politeness. At least people then still respect the elderly. Today, may Lord have Mercy on the younger generation. All in all, he managed to become the headboy but I didn't. He's got his name on the board and I haven't. Everybody knows who Mat Zakaria is. Nobody knows who Ahmad Zidni was, is.
My dad achieved his Masters degree from the UK at the age of 25 and got married afterwards. I know I wouldn't be able to follow the former, because of my bond and lower IQ, but perhaps I can try and at least follow the latter. *smile* Well, I don't know. The current job is very tough - time consuming, technically and professionally demanding, and still the same pay (basically more time and energy out but not much money in). The only compensation is gaining the knowledge & experience. Even if I have a lot of love, who would put up with... nevermind. Shouldn't talk about it. *smile again*
Quotable quote: Marriage is an institution in which the man loses his Bachelor's degree and the woman gets her Master's.
posted by Zidni at 10:46 PM
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