A Reflection on Jobs & Comfort Zones
It’s early morning. The streets are still wrapped in mist, and the only sound is the shuffle of sandals on pavement. A group of men and women, some in faded baju kurung and worn office shoes, quietly gather outside a building with flaking paint and a rusted sign: “Kilang Beras.”
They sit on the bench, each person holding a folder, a resume, or simply hope. They’ve come here not just for a job, but for an answer — to bills, to expectations, to the haunting question: “What’s next?”
A System Built for Obedience, Not Creation
From childhood, we were taught to sit still, raise our hands, follow instructions, and aim for high grades — because high grades meant university, and university meant a job.
We’re not lacking in talent. We’re lacking in reprogramming.
Across the Street: A Different Kind of Lesson
While the line waits outside the rice mill, across the road, a man pulls up the shutter of his small, hand-painted kiosk. He once worked in a similar mill. Got laid off when the factory downsized.
Now he sells nasi lemak wrapped in banana leaves, still warm in the morning air. Customers come — not just for the food, but for the story. For his smile. For the energy that comes from someone who chose to create instead of wait.
The Dangerous Comfort of Waiting
Waiting is also the most dangerous comfort zone.
From Obedience to Ownership
We’ve all been shaped by a system that taught us to wait for opportunity instead of make it. But that story can change — if we’re willing to cross the street.


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