This morning, as my daily (weekdays) routine, I rode a hired motorcycle to my office. Well actually I can ride an automatic motorcycle, yet ain’t got enough confidence in riding it on the hustle bustle Jakarta traffic. Thus every morning I use Gojek, a hired motorcycle that you can order through Android or IOS Apps.
For me, beside riding Gojek save my time to reach my office, I kinda love to sit behind the driver and enjoying Jakarta morning traffic. Sometimes I use my time behind the driver to think, daydreaming, reading my ebooks, replying whatsapp messages or even just looking around.
As I always get different Gojek driver everyday, I learn that they also have their own style in term of picking up passenger, servicing, navigating, and driving. Some days I am impressed, the other days I have gruesome experience that include lots of prayer for my safety on the road XD
Well, this morning fell on the second category. Sigh.
Today the driver was old as well his motorcycle. I don’t know the brand of his motorcycle, yet I think it was early 2000s motorcycle. From the sound of the exhaust, grooomgroomgrooomm (note: read while you imagine someone wearily coughing non stop and more vibration). I guessed the motorcycle might be too “tired” to served me this morning. Crossing my finger, I tried to be positive.
However my doubt came true when the driver didn’t even try to use break when he hit speed bumps, made me “bouncing hard” left and right at his back. About 300 meters forward, we almost hit another motorcyclist since my driver was late to hit the brake.
At the main road he practiced unsafe riding such as rode between cars (not safe, guys!), (again) late brake, and used his feet a lot to navigate the motorcycle (which is not a safe way to ride motorcycle people, your leg may get hurt anyway).
Long story short, this morning may be one of those days that I was really looking forward to reach my office ASAP!
Finally I survived my 40 min “torture” and arrived safely.
Anyway, due to this situation, I reflect something.
In this era, faster is better, agility is likeable, more efficient gives advance position, and so on. Competition is the core. If you can not survive and be the best, well, sorry but you’re out of the arena, mate!
Thus life seems like a running competition where everyone try to beat other paces, push themselves to pass the limit in order to fit for the race, strategise to lead the run, and toil to be number one. In short, we are trying to be suitable for the race itself. If you are slow and frail, you are not fit for the race and for sure you will miss the “prize”.
Anyhow, in my opinion, some days are not always competition days. Some days are surviving days like my ride this morning. Not as fast and as busy as our daily routine, but trying to slower the pace and trying to survive to hold position in the game.
We may still joining the competition by running on the track, yet with constant or even slower pace. Even, at those time maybe we are trying to gather our strength, breath accordingly, or may drink and eat banana? ^^
The surviving days are days where we are struggling to keep our pace to be qualified, yet we try to restore our resolution to keep on the track. The surviving days are hard days to be passed on and should be faced even though we don’t even like to be in those positions. The surviving days are terrifying days where we really look forward to pass ASAP.
The surviving days are not like the fast competition days. They are days of reflection, days of reinforcement, and days of resolution. When we reach the resolution stage, for sure the end of the surviving days will appear.
So, at least if you’re still in the game, if you’re survived, it’s enough.
Do not worry, surviving days stage are not forever. Soon enough we will back to our own pace and start to catch up. I don’t mean catching up with other competitors, but as wiseman say, our biggest rival is ourselves.
Surviving days are days to learn about ourself, to know ourself better. Once we can beat our “true rival”, we advanced to even higher difficulty level.
One we may pass it, we will be fine. Those days are good to strengthen our heart, mind, and soul.
Lastly, we need to keep moving forward day by day, whatever good/bad day it is. However we may move (walking, dragging, shoving, or even cradling), let’s just be sure to keep forward since there’s no middle ground. It is either we move forward or backward and left behind.
As long as we survive, it’s enough. There will be brighter day since we survived!