Ranan Samanya Photography

Not so very long ago, I was talking with Gianni, my Italian friend who is living in Jakarta, about the remarkably strong will of survival of the grassroots. And the term resilience was spelled out, without doubt.

Walking throughout the streets of Hong Kong reminded me of our conversation. Resilient is also very pronounced here. Be it the street performers; the cleaners, those selling fake electronics; or that talking guy trying to get you to an Indian restaurant nearby. From Mong Kok to Victoria Harbour and Victoria Peak, to the small lanes in between the skyscrapers in the luxurious Times Square and Central where the not-so-hygienic-but-cheap food and clothing can be found. I am sure in other countries there are similar people who are just too stubborn to give up, and continue living. And man how I envy these guys!

And without knowing, suddenly I’m hearing Survivor’s Eye of the Tiger  singing in my mind…

Risin’ up back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I’m back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don’t lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive….