I DON’T believe in the impossible dream. The impossible can always become possible. Thus, I always like to dream big dreams.
If you put your heart and soul into it, you can overcome any stumbling block in your life.
A wishful dream can no doubt become a reality if you sharpen it. You are the prime mover to do it.
Through my personal experience, most of my dreams have come true, although it took more than four decades to achieve one of them.
But I have one great fear that one particular dream may not materialise.
I may carry it to the grave if luck does not smile on me.
I intend to step into the Everest Base Camp (EBC), at the age of 80.
As a septuagenarian colon cancer survivor, this is something I could do against all odds.
It can be proof that extreme sports are not meant for the young only.
I was diagnosed with liver cancer after a colon surgery in April 2017 – the first chronic illness I went through.
I refuse to go for another operation followed by chemotherapy.
My time frame to achieve this mission is less than three years.
With this liability, I always look forward to taste sweet adventure and to achieve the near-impossible mission.
I don’t blame destiny when I face any hardship or misfortune.
Destiny is not in any way responsible. We ourselves are to be faulted.
Only we can steer the course of our direction away from stormy incidents.
Yet the majority of us shirk our responsibilities to attain the desired goal. Destiny becomes the scapegoat.
We fail to accept reality. We fail to be proactive to remedy the situation.
When the boat is almost sinking, we blame fate. This is human weakness.
We even blame the Maker for putting us in a difficult situation. Let us view the result with a clear frame of mind.
Like a maze, we have to find our way out. Don’t let our dreams be cornered by circumstances.
As William Shakespeare said: “Men at some time are masters of their fates.”
I always believe that the window of opportunity is in my own hands. I have to unlock it by finding the key.
It may take years to unearth the spot if luck is on my side. Failing which, it will be buried with me in my coffin.
When I saw the movie Bridge Over The River Kwai in 1958, I was determined to visit the scene in Kanchanaburi, Thailand.
As fate would have it, I waited more than 42 years before the desired result came through in the millennium year 2000.
I was mesmerised by the scene. Walking on the bridge proper, thoughts flashed through my mind about the infamy of the bridge.
Thousands of Allied soldiers and civilians were killed during the construction of this “Death Railway.”
My heart melted when I entered the bamboo Jeath War Museum.
A collection of photographs and various items connected with the construction of the “Death Railway” were exhibited.
The pictures of the prisoners of war which were displayed showed that many were so emaciated that they looked like living skeletons.
I also took the opportunity to visit the war cemetery at Kanchanaburi.
It was well-kept, with all kinds of beautiful flowers, arranged artistically.
I try to be consistent in visualising my dreams. It helps as a motivating factor to drive me harder to chase after them.
That mother of all dreams to reach the Everest Base Camp is still hanging in the balance.
With God’s grace, my most ambitious goal will be within my grasp.
“Whatever you dream of, there will be fulfilment. You can rise above any situation and achieve your dreams,” said author Laila Gifty Akita.
Even if I fail to achieve one of my dreams, I consider myself to have been successful.
This is because the dream of my special mission will always be embedded in my mind.
So dream on...
A.R. Amiruddin is a former journalist with The Star for 19 years and the defunct National Echo for 10 years.
The views expressed here are entirely the writer’s own.
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