So many things to thank for!

Yesterday, it was real hard at work. Everything was going wrong and it seems almost everyone in the world is after me. With this tension over my head I could seldom sleep. I guess my insomniac existence brought the philosopher out of me. I just happen to ask god why I have been chosen for such a hard life. I just thought of complaining of things I don't have and how all my problems are giant behemoths waiting to trample me to pulp and extract life out of my meaningless existence. At that very moment I could hear someone talking to me and showing me the numerous things I have and should be happy about. It began to dawn on me that I should be thankful for so many wonderful things I have been blessed with. Not everyone is fortunate enough to have a great family supporting and liberal parents, great friends, healthy body, stable mind (well almost), freedom of speech, free society and free market, unlimited carrier opportunities, patience to meditate, great school life and even better college life, stable cash flows, knowledge and wealth creation mindset, warm clothes, fresh food and I guess I can continue for ever.. So in comparison to all this my worries seems so insignificant that I woke up to a great morning and perhaps had this revelation that god gives us more than we ever imagined it is we ourselves are busy looking into other's basket that we forget to open our warehouse..

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Anonymous said…

Well said.

9:32 PM

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