This is an extract from Vijay Eswaran's book: Two Minutes from the Abyss: 11 Pillars of Life Management. He is the Executive Chairman of QI Group, based in Malaysia.
My friend Henry and I grew up not far from each other in the same town. He was just about a year older than me. Our families were alike —hardworking, middle class folk who wanted their children to get the best education possible. We left the country around the same time to study abroad. We came back to Malaysia within a year of each other and found comfortable middle management jobs that paid a decent salary. We even got married around the same time. Our lives seemed to run almost parallel.
He was one of my closest friends. We would often talk about our hopes and dreams for the future in that abstract way one discusses something that’s a long way off.
Perhaps the only thing we differed on was his almost fanatical approach to fitness. He liked to run 5 miles each morning and was extremely careful about his diet. I, on the other hand, preferred my morning snooze, and was not so discerning about what I ate as long as it tasted good.
Henry was always trying to get me to go for a Sunday morning run with him. Sometimes, he succeeded in getting me out of bed, but those mornings mostly involved us going for a stroll to the nearest street food stall that served a delicious early morning breakfast.
One such Sunday morning Henry was outside my door trying to get me to come out. I was in no mood to leave my bed that morning and convinced him to go on ahead promising to meet him at our usual spot for breakfast in an hour. That was the last time I saw him. When I went to our breakfast spot later, I found out that Henry had collapsed halfway through his run of a massive heart attack and was dead before help arrived. A man who for the best part of his life was a fitness fanatic, who was at the prime of his life with a young wife and child, and had so much to look forward to, was suddenly and unexpectedly gone. He was 34.
Sometime later, as I emerged from my own grief and sorrow, I thought wistfully of the plans Henry and I had made for our future and how he would never get to work on those. That’s when the realisation hit me — If I didn’t do something with the time I have now, it may be too late. Who is to say how much time I have left?
I was in my early 30s, comfortable with my 9 to 5 job. I had a modest house in the suburbs and a wonderful wife. I was coasting along. I knew there was more to life, and that I could be doing a lot more with my talents and abilities, but I had settled into a comfort zone.
Henry’s passing shook me from my stupor. I felt a sense of urgency begin to rise within me.
I knew then that I should not waste the time I have left anymore. I flipped open the journal I used to write in, in those days where I had listed all the things I thought were my priorities at the time. As I reviewed that list in the light of my friend’s death, I came to terms with the fact that if I had just a month to live, that list would be meaningless.
Things I had originally marked as priority didn’t seem that important anymore. Having a bucket list is great, and it’s fun to cross new adventures off of it, but my life was not going to be about just ticking a box anymore. My short term and long-term goals shifted. Spending time with my family and securing their future, should something happen to me, became my number one prerogative.
I knew that it was time to start focusing on living my purpose, on creating a legacy, and having a positive impact on the world. I realized I had to make the most of every day and make each day count. With this newfound sense of urgency, I hit the reset button on my life. I walked away from my job and found the courage to pursue entrepreneurship fulltime. I took a leap of faith into unchartered waters and it proved to be the best decision I ever made.
People forget how transient life is. They think they have all the time in the world to go after their dreams and allow themselves to sink into a comfort zone. The comfort zone builds up gradually. You don’t just wake up one morning and find yourself right in the midst of it. It is in fact a very slow, velvety, quicksand. It has a cocoon like effect and lulls you into a sense of false security. So much so that you stop trying to see beyond it. The hunger, the anger, and the energy that drives you to take risks, that makes you challenge preconceived notions, that forces you to seek out new horizons constantly, suddenly dissolves into this velvety zone that you are so safely snuggled into. What you do not realise is that this quicksand snuggles you, as it suffocates you.
I was unceremoniously pulled out of the quicksand of my comfort zone by the death of my friend. While that was a rude (and much needed) wakeup call in my life, and I have taken every precaution since then to never fall back into it again, I confess that the comfort zone still creeps up on me every now and then.
Every single time I find myself choosing not to dare, not to risk, and worst of all, taking life for granted again, the comfort zone is right there, waiting to suck me back in.
If you have been putting off something for later, I am here to remind you that there may not be a ‘later’. All you have is now. It’s never too late to hit the reset button. Begin by taking stock of your life and making a priority list of things that mean the most to you. Map your goals with the legacy you want to leave. Break it down into smaller goals and launch into it immediately. Work towards it every single day.
Your entire being will rebel against it and that’s okay. The truth is that if you place too much attention on those feelings and wait for the perfect time to start, you’ll probably never start. Remember, all you have is now.
In the words of Steve Jobs, “My favourite things in life don’t cost any money. It’s really clear that the most precious resource we all have is time.”
Excerpted from Two Minutes from the Abyss: 11 Pillars of Life Management by Vijay Eswaran (Published by Networking Times Press. Kindle Edition, $9.97)
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