i would never ever complain about my seniors... i would respect them and accept what they hand to me, no matter punishments or rewards. i would keep my unhappiness to myself and i would never tell a higher authority, as acceptance and perseverance no matter what the circumstance  is what encompasses discipline and respect for my seniors. this is how i've been trained, this is what i expected when i took over, as this is the kind of respect and authority i gave to my seniors. but yet... all i see around me now is people trying to change traditions. people who complain when the going gets too tough for them, people who do not dare face those which they ever-willingly complain about. we are open to any problems you might have, especially if they concern us, backstabbing is not the right way. we respect you but yet, you do not even give us the least amount of respect. you see us in the corridor and you stare at the floor, as if gold were scattered there. you might not think what you did is considered backstabbing, but how would you feel if you were us. you just cut into our meeting, with no regard for things more important than your childish wimps. if your juniors in the future treat you like that, all i would do is laugh and say, god is truly great. if you try and see things from our point of view, you'd realise how much disrespect there was in that simple complaint. i see around me a bunch of people afraid once the road gets even a bit rocky. i see a bunch of people who are unwilling to pay the price for their mistakes and would rather choose to take the easy way out by complaining. all i see are a bunch of cowards.

Labels: reflection