X

I'd like to tell you about X. X is the type of person you read in books; the Gandhis, the Martin Luther Kings, the Mother Teresas, the Florence Nightingales. He's the person that motivates you to be a better person. He's the one that inspire you, the one that brings out the best in you, the one who made you feel good because he treats you with respect, the type of person your parents wished you were. X is the type of person who so pure in this world of anger, hatred and sadness, that you wonder if he was from another planet.

I said that X inspire people. I am sure you have met people who are good at motivating a whole lot of other people. Most of the times, though, these people are religious leaders or CEO of a companies or the successful diamond-level multi-level marketing genius. These people have the type of charisma to mesmerize you in their talk, to inspire and motivate you to do better in your job, to sell one more lamp/ling zhi/whatever. But really, two days after the talk, you forget about them.. you fall back into your original uninspired self.

X is different. When X talks, he's not trying to sell you anything. He's not trying to convert you to his religion. He's not trying to motivate you so that you work harder for him. No. When X talks, he speaks from the heart. He just want to bring out the goodness in you, so that you can be a better person. X wins when you are sincerely happy. X wins when people around you are happy.

I was a skeptic. Many months ago, I would not have believe people like X exist. I would think that they are fairy tales characters. When I met someone like X, I always feel that people like him have hidden agenda. Perhaps he's trying to recruit me to sell Amway. Perhaps he's a Mormon or from Assembly of God. Or perhaps he has no friends and just wanna make one - there must be a reason. When I first met X, I was skeptical too. "Ah, just another goody two shoes", I thought to myself. Let the influence of Ringgit proof him wrong. Let me introduce games, booze, movies, generally time wasting-lepaking at mamak to divert his attention from saving the world. Let Ringgit's fouled mouth and beautiful curses showed him the colour of the world.

X is of course much stronger than Ringgit. Instead of being influenced, X influenced Ringgit. X brings up the goodness in Ringgit. Ringgit don't hate Bonnie anymore. Ringgit don't dislike Mr Fly anymore. Ringgit sees light and hope in his life. And the thing is, it is not a temporary change, like the way one temporaily felt when one goes on a motivational course - one just felt motivated for a day. The change in Ringgit is gradual, I admit, but there are many positive signs.

I wish many of my friends get to meet X. I bet that they will find that their perception of their life would be different. X can give you a different pair of lenses to wear, so that you don't see the world as one big gloomy world. Through the lense, the world you see is full of sunshine and beautiful flowers and happy, smiling people. Ha ha.. of course I am exaggerating... but it is better than the grumpy and unhappy people I used to see everyday at work. Things are so much different now.

X told me stories of his exploits - at work and in his life. Again, it is pretty amazing how he handled difficult people, who then turned out to be his good friends. I will have to tell you some of his exploits in the future.

I am glad I have X as a friend. And I know I am not having "A Beautiful Mind" syndrome (schizoprenia). He's for real.