This entry got lost among all the notes I am yet to clear, and have accumulated over this long period of two years using this iPhone 6.
These were some thoughts I had or that came to me when I visited Bangkok and Hua Hin last year, 2016.
I realised that some thoughts or notions that I perceive as natural, is not at all that, but a result of the culture I grew up in – the environment, social expectations and the wants everyone has been taught to aspire towards.
This made me break down so many layers of myself, that confused me for a while but also acknowledge how my person is still a product of my own experiences. Wanting to go against societal norms is also a product of the system.
So how much of myself is really just my own person? Is that even possible or is all I have an outer shell? With the thoughts, feelings and values a specific sieving through all that I know and placing an opinion there to secure my place?
I am not sure if I have shared it before, but here’s the note I have.
– what makes a country a country? If Thailand upgraded and moved up the economical, social ladder, would we still see its appeal?
– do we romanticise it for its poverty? Taking photos of guards and the poor for aesthetic? Because we don’t feel the same in our own country?
– choice is powerful. Knowing what you can want or deserve changes a lot of things.
– kids busking. How many of them continue their education? Or even if they are studying, are they encouraged to excel, fulfil their potential and kept curious?
– Tuk Tuk driver. Almost like the street dogs we see. Roaming and hoping. Existing mostly for the weekend crowds and when weekdays, hope to get a ride. Otherwise they nap to get the hunger to go away.
They try so hard but the work does not always pay off.
– how many of these people we see get to travel? Or want to travel? How do they feel when they see tourists?
– how many of them are resigned to this? Seeing their families go through it, and now it is just their turn? Is this truly their fate?
Resignation to the everyday life. In a way, there is a pleasure because they stopped looking ahead and are content with what they see in front of them. But where is the fight? Should there be a fight?
– the ability to choose to fight for a passion is a privilege.
– Has poverty elsewhere become a sort of perverse tourism?
– Poverty should not equal to culture and feel of a country. Everyone has the right to move on, especially when it is for the best of the people. Yet, that sort of progress should not be forced but perhaps guided along?