Perception is Reality. That's what Rizal's blog says.
And I guess as far as much of the world is concerned, that's true.
This is my first serious personal piece, in a while. Something happened today that me wonder how I've been perceived by others - after my divorce. Especially, by my peers and more importantly, my elders.
I've been quiet in the last several day, mulling a few things in my head. Of choices and consequences - and sometimes, the unintended price that we pay for such choices.
I've learnt that sometimes what we intend from our actions, is not always understood. But based on an incomplete set of facts, the interpretation of what is perceived, becomes the reality for those who perceive us from the outside world.
Action not only speaks louder than words - it becomes the solitary and dominant voice when there are no alternative of words offered, to explain the truth.
Sometimes, our elders teach us that all that matters is the truth. That's half of the truth, actually. The truth is actually made of both what really happened and what people believed happened. Only when the two are aligned, does it become the absolute truth, in both the subjective and objective sense.
Unless both are aligned, all that you can verify for sure are your own intentions and that God knows better. But the reality of the world, may be a different one.
And "truth" no matter how true, will fall, when in collision with an opposing public perception.
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"What are you on about, Stingray?", some of you may be thinking.
I'm talking about our intentions and the choices we make, based on those intentions. And that sometimes, no matter how good-intentioned one is and the commitment one makes to back that intention (or perhaps, conviction) - one may still get it wrong.
Because choices that are normal are choices that do not break society's accepted norms. Just because one has decided to be an exception to the rule, does not mean that one will be measured by a different yardstick, by society.
And God has never promised us a rose garden for the good, in this world. The rose garden in return for good deeds, is a promise for the next world. But there are no guarantees in this world. Doing the right things may still get you in the wrong place with the worst of possible conclusions.
I'll give you an example. If you choose to be honest and incorrupt in all your financial dealings, you will know that your hard-earned money is clean and I guess God knows, too.
But you may rise slower in wealth and stature than some of the other corrupt fellows that have decided to swindle their Government, their fellow citizens, their taxpayers, their political party members, their clients, their business partners, their creditors, their minority shareholders, etc.
Some people may notice that you're an honest businessman. Most other people will notice that others are more successful than you, though they probably won't get into details of why, that is so. (Note that I'm not saying that being dishonest and corrupt, is the only way to prosper financially - all I'm saying is that it's a POPULAR way)
You've made a conscious choice to be honest. And you will stand by it, come rain or shine. You refuse to be bought. You believe that you're doing the right thing - for yourself, for your business, for God or for society - whatever your own motivations may be.
But the issue is about the consequences that you're willing to live with, for the conscious choices that you make. Are you willing to pay the price - of being an honest man, all your life? Letting go of every pecuniary opportunity that doesn't feel morally right?
You know what you think, probably. You know what your religion ordains for you. But you don't know what society will think of you. Society's values may differ from your own - in a society which values materialism above all else - being an honest man may not be an asset - it may be a liability. Or an impediment to wealth and stature.
Are you willing to pay the price of being the odd one out in society? Most people don't want to - social conformity is more about being accepted and sometimes, has very little to do, with being right.
Most of us, don't want to be right - we want to be accepted by the bigger crowd. So we conform to all of its expectations - we dress accordingly, we talk in a certain way and we follow all the values that would get us accepted, with open arms. We want to blend in, to be part of a bigger grouping. We shape the things we want, to the things others find cool. There's a sense of security in uniformity of values.
And somewhere along the way, we frown upon individuals and individual thinking. We frown on non-conformity. We frown on people who are neither nor there - just middle of the road and seemingly undecided, on their social and moral standing. In Rome, do as the Romans do, people say. But what happens when you refuse to do so?
Sometimes, the choices you make will decide whether you're in or out. And most times, in social groupings, the choice is that simple: Are you in or are you out? Conform or get rejected.
(Those that don't drink or smoke in a club in KL, nowadays, will know exactly what I mean. These are awkward times, to be middle of the road. Much has changed in the last 10-15 years)
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In the last few days, I've pondered my choices in life. And the price that I've paid for it.
There are some choices that I don't regret.
Of not becoming an UMNO member, because I still don't believe in a race-based approach in Malaysian politics and because I believe that politics should be about contribution and not about benefitting from the contracts gravy train, which is the main reason, why most of my peers are in UMNO.
Of standing by my principles, even when it would have been more lucrative not to do so. I remember when the CEO (Mr. No Backbone) offered to make me VP of The Company, if I toed the company line on The Program.
The CEO told me that I could join the Company but I would have to leave my team "outside" and to silently betray the Government's original objectives of The Program. The team were not necessarily welcome there and I might be asked to dismantle them. I was to their bidding and to forget all the things that so many have fought for, in the previous few years.
I refused, stuck to my guns, voluntarily resigned and battled to save The Program from the outside - much to the CEO's annoyance.
The external pressure the NGO exerted from the outside to the Government, finally made The Beast leave The Company and The Program is still alive today in it's original form, albeit a bit battered. But it still holds great potential for the future, under my successor's (my former deputy) steady leadership.
I could have stayed on, sold out on my principles and continued earning a cushy five figure salary and cut a much more attractive bachelor, as the youngest VP in The Company. But some things are not for sale - EVER.
But yes, I'm still poor today, by conscious choice. I'm starting all over again as a struggling businessman, in a new start-up with a lot of potential.
And yes, there are times when I wonder how different life would be, if I was less rigid on my principles and more conformist to the norm. Whether some of the women I had a relationship with, would look at me differently - as a prospective husband candidate. It's an interesting thought to entertain.
But it's a fleeting thought. I have absolutely no regrets on that decision - although it was one that had momentarily, made me less successful.
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But there are decisions that I regret and where the price of consequences, I have unwisely overlooked. And this will be one of the frankest admissions I've ever made in my life. But it's necessary - for me to acknowledge it. No matter how uncool it makes me look.
One of the main one decisions is my prolific search for a wife, after my divorce. Believing that trial and error and getting to know someone was the only way to succeed, there were many "candidates" that I've inadvertantly hurt, once I realized that they were not the one.
I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If I failed with one person, I immediately moved on to a next "dating" candidate within weeks, if not months. If I was not in love with the person - then surely, I should try harder to find someone that I was truly in love with.
Nothing in my life, comes without effort. And as far as I was concerned, I was putting in the effort - to be married again. To start a family.
It was a simple reasoning. So simple, that it can only be thought-up of by a simpleton. Like me.
And in my effort, there have been many women that I've got an opportunity to know better and attempted to feel true love for. There were many hearts that have been broken, due to some gross misjudgement of my own feelings. All of them were good people and I regret the hurt that I've caused them.
And I found two, that I fell MADLY in love with and I've been hurt, both times in a triangle of sorts. Had any of these 2 said yes to me, I'd be married in a few months, if not now.
But all this effort, to be married again - had partly caused me my reputation. Within some parts of my peer group - I became known as a "player" - perhaps, judged from the number of women that I had been dating and the negative outcomes, that are attached to it.
In fact, I remember when N told me that her sister (someone whom I regarded as a relatively close friend) warned her about me and said - "that one's a player". Thankfully, in the short time that she was with me, she decided to go beyond the cover and to read the book by herself. Recently, I've had the same phrase repeated to me by some other friends, whom I thought knew me better.
But this is not how society works. For the large part, I think our society still believes that love, fate and jodoh are supposed to come to you - it's not something you look for, actively - like Indiana Jones hunting for treasure.
There's sort of this unsubstantiated belief that life will provide you one, when the time comes. And it's based on nothing, but faith.
I believe it, too. But I also believe in effort. And not sitting there and waiting for things to fall out of the sky. We make our own luck dengan ikhtiar - after all, God helps those help themselves, right?
However, my blindside was that I did not see how society would perceive and judge my "effort".
Some think that I'm deliberately going out there, to break hearts - that I'm a "player". Some think that I'm not thinking and just falling too hard, too fast and sometimes, for too many people. (And sadly, there is some truth to that, in a few past instances).
Some think that I come across as desperate. And yes, there is some truth to that. I'm desperate to find the right person, to enter into holy matrimony. I'm desperate to have a family, that I can love and shower with affection. I just know that I'd make a great father and hopefully, at least, a good husband.
I'm desperate to have a life that has meaning, beyond contribution, personal achievement and success, however it is measured. What is the meaning of all this - if I am alone and if I die alone, unnoticed?
And they've all told me this - friends who care enough, to be frank and honest.
And I guess it's here that I have to apologise, not for my effort, but for not being aware enough of how society may perceive my actions. And perhaps, for hurting so many people, with my uncontained zeal.
My intentions were straighforward and although my attempts were manifold and prolific - I never considered the women I've dated, as mere statistics. There was something special about all and each one of them, some attribute or another that I would find attractive and appealing in a wife and if it's any consolation, I'm still on talking terms (or at least, writing terms), with all of them.
But intentions alone are only half the story. Our actions (and the consequences of our actions) speak volumes louder about who we are, to society. Inadvertantly, in society's eyes - I have become a "player", albeit an accidental one.
I don't want to be known as a "player", because I'm not and it keeps away all the good people from knowing me. I just want to be a family man. I'm getting older and I guess I've decided that the current way, is NOT the way I want to live my life. And I make no apologies for it.
But I aim to be more mindful about my future actions and to consider how others would perceive it. We live in a society and although society isn't always right - being a non-conformist individual, should always have its limitations. (Especially, when it leads to a negative moral perception)
Lest we ignore it and allow a mistaken interpretation of our past, to shape a wrongful outcome of our future.