"Passion is the utmost important factor."
yours deviously, Symphonick
Flip the wok.
“I’m telling you, he’s up to something.”
Observation.
It is a great blessing I feel for one to have a heightened sense of observation. Taking this into the context of photography, it proves to be a very interestingly effective but rare form of language that we can exploit to communicate through our visuals.
That however, isn’t what I would like to talk about today.
I instead, would like to share with you something of the opposite, but at the same time, is of the equal.
I would like to share with you a story about a hunch I (repeatedly.) had.
Food I do like, but I am no foodie. I’m not much of a preference eater (“I prefer this stall over that.”, “That other stall does it better!” - you get the point.) but there is this particular stall I do like. Their main attraction is the o’ so famous “Charcoal Fried Hokkien Noodles”, which so happens to suit my taste so it gets my thumbs up recommendation.
Food talk aside, there is this particular chef that caught my attention. From afar he blends in well with the rest (There’s 3 chefs in total.), but a hunch I had - a hunch that he is more than what meets the eye - and it made me want to observe him more.
On first glance, your plain regular Joe, simply a young man working to survive - nothing special. I am assuming he isn’t local judging from his skin tone but he is however - check this out - the chef that handles the main attraction of the Chinese stall, do also note that the other 2 chefs are Chinese. That itself is an very interesting mystery. Upon the settling down of my cutlery, my observation ends and I return home with a satisfied tummy but a curious mind. This hunch however, did not stop, it repeatedly heightened my awareness towards this particular guy every single time I visited the eatery and I replied without fail. I went along with it, I continued to observe him (Sounds stalker-like I know.) every time I ate there.
Today however, I was enlightened. I understood now what my hunch was trying to tell me. I finally solved the mystery, or at least part of it I hope.
This guy indeed isn’t your regular ordinary chef. I noticed (Only from the side, I’m sure it would have been more awesome from the front.) his gaze - it was fired up with an intense focus. Simply from that, he immediately gained my respect. Seeing the nature of his job - a routine, it is I feel, amazing for him to have such a spirit. His body language - I see no slouching, from that I know, he was committed to his task at hand. He doesn’t shy away from effort, it was very obvious that he cared. I have never before seen a chef, so energetic in flipping the wok so many times for a dish - ONE SINGLE DISH. He flips with a folded paper holding the wok by the way, the wok has not a handle. That is effort in your face right there. It also even shows in the way he flips it, he doesn’t just pull and push it back and forth, he actually lifts it up.
I can’t express enough the energy I get from this dude.
Do not fear, you will get to meet him soon enough as I have plans to make a portrait of him, and also a short story if it is possible. :)
I am.
I am more often than not, extremely positive.
I am ignorant to facts at times and I know it.
I am always unsure, I enjoy leaving possibilities for better answers open.
I am actually very grateful for blessing I have received.
I am always thinking.
I am confident I can cause a change, but first, myself.
I am not easily angered.
I am irresponsible, I hate that fact a lot.
I am hopeless in multitasking (Part of me doesn’t want to.)
and I actually like it.
I am inspired by success other achieve.
I am always intrigued by easily ignored details.
I am a sucker for self-improvement books or reads.
I am always full of questions.
I am sadly incapable of sensing sarcasm.
I am able to live through difficult scenarios and not complain simply because I understand that shit happens, and overcoming them without complaining is important for character building.
I am dying to just stretch flat out on a grassy field, chilling there watching clouds move on a sunny day.
Effect of Social Psychology class.
