Finally the dust has settled and I could make good sense of things. Work in Asia is unbelievably unethical. Everything is to the employers’ benefit here. Long overtime hours are not renumerated. Well, except for a claimable taxi ride home and a meal after 3 hours and beyond of extra work. In any more civilised parts of the world, this is pure exploitation. Then again, this is Asia.
Somehow the people here are willing to work such insane hours to climb the corporate ladder and earn more money. The value system in society here is unbelievably biased towards measuring success on one’s wealth. In pursuing their career, most people here choose to blatantly ignore other bits of life that matters. There are plenty here who are indeed wealthy but sadly, terribly empty.
I want to life meaningfully. Hence at the most I will stay in this region for 2 years, hopefully less. Already, my love for what I do had been drained off by sheer overworking. Two years, come then I’ll find my way back to Australian soil. If my pr still isn’t resolved, maybe I’ll go back to school for commerce. After all, the choice was between commerce and architecture for me back then. Maybe I’ve chosen wrong or maybe I have not, only God knows.
Well, at least now I have a plan. It’s clear now to me on what I want and what my life to be about. Even clearer is that I know what I do not want and what I do not want my life to be.
I want to live meaningfully. I did so in Australia and knowing that by itself, is happiness.
