Monday, October 24, 2011

PASSION

I'm struggling to finish a book; LAST CLIMB a journey of Sir George Mallory with his friend Irvine to climb the summit of Everest from North Col. I just kept wonder with myself, why people has soo much passion about something. I had an x-housemate whose really crazy when it talks about mountain, i promise you guys that almost all the summit in Malaysia she has just manage to conquer. I'm not just really proud with her achievement but the same time always think what kind of maniac she is..?? Opppppssss.....

I know one man, whom had a great endeavour about motorbike. He was just a decent man, funny to describe, love to laught a lot and make fun to whom suppose or deserve to make fun of (u guys might not get what i want to tell, nevermind....back to main story.) The best way to describe... a humble man. He just travel with his BMW motorbike throughout himalaya ridge, to the very place i really want to go....NEPAL and TIBET..!! Urrgghhh i'm sooo jealous. He's the man whom told me a story about Kanchanaburi and the rest. Make me wonder, could i have a chance to experience all this thing by myself.

I once meet a guy whom really have a passion about tiny insect especially a spider. And he really good at taking a picture of those creatures in a very presentable well describe view. Oh yeah I do meet an old man, very old now, tall with a spectacle and a cap slightly like a barret. Very quiet with serious-face, not a very polite type, but when you know him, you will really understand his passion in ART through his painting and talk, he travel to indonesia a lot and his quite talkative indeed. He learns their culture, he can talk many indonesia dilect and apart from that, he just a Malaysian whom just came from Melaka. Just ask him about history, he can just describe way back from the day of Silendra, the Pattani, Sriwijaya dynasty and the goes on and on with facts and proof. Amazing man.....thats all i can say.

I meet a rock climbers, or used to be a climbers. I very much enjoy myself when i see a man whom climb a rock or walls. How they maneuvered through difficults and danger. To achieve the pinpoint to hook the rope. How their passion and their trust, believed and spirit that keeps going to the very last sweat. They make people believe that the MAN-WILLS will even make them stronger.

I just wonder, what life is mean for when a man live without a great passion in himself. I'm gonna built my passion....maybe i'm not gonna succeed now, but who knows 10 maybe 20 years from now...i made it..!!!

"Because its there!!!"
-George Mallory



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