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Valuable Things



There was this one scene in La La Land when Mia and Sebastian talked about the “Van Beek” jazz club that has been transformed into a samba-tapas place. And Sebastian, being a hardcore fans of the club did not approve that move at all. Then he said “But yeah, that is LA. They worship everything and they value nothing.” That comment makes me write this article about value. So what is a value?

Value :
“A person's principles ; one's judgement of what is important in life.”


What is the point of worshiping everything, yet value nothing? Isn’t value is the one that makes our life meaningful? And I think this “value nothing” thing isn’t happening in L.A only. It’s a trend now, worldwide.

Well we do value things, but not quite the right ones. We have been going through a value-shift on many things. Somehow, somewhere along the way people have lost their sights on what is important for them. They’ve been so caught up on what they “think” is important but truly, it maybe not that important after all. People have been focusing on prestige, promotions, grades but not the essential ones. The essentials still revolve around health, relationship, passion, and mastery. Not merely grades or anything of the sorts.

Those are the ones that will assist us through life. Relationship makes our life meaningful, passion makes us live our everyday lives with great delight, mastery makes us really good at what we’re doing and of course being healthy is the one that makes us capable of doing all of that.

I wonder what is the cause of that new trend, why are we so concern about trivial things that bear no importance at all? Have they even lost sights of themselves?

Why are they so worried about how they look, when their family still loves them no matter how they appear? Why do they care about the promotions of their job and the prestige that it brings when they don’t even like their work? Will that red real-cool sport car bring him happiness that he’s been searching so desperately for? What’s the point of torturing yourself when you still have so much to be grateful for? 

         So let's take a deep breath, take a little time to reflect, re-arrange some priorities then be prepare to live our lives to the fullest, shall we?


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