Sitting alone on a bench outside his two-roomed muzigo in
Kampala, enjoying a tasty rolex, a young man reflected on life as the
gentle evening breeze blew sweet kisses all over his welcoming face. He
thought to himself: "How beautiful it is to be alive; how happy and fulfilled I am!"
It
had taken many years for this young man to overcome his insecurities
but he had since learned that the best moments in life were easy; that
one can live a completely fulfilled life even if they had no coin in the
bank, as long as they learned to be grateful and find beauty in
everything.
That evening, this young man had walked from his workplace in the city to his abode in Makerere, and had been befuddled by the unhappy faces he saw behind the wheels of powerful cars. Were their sour dispositions caused by the traffic jam or had the pursuit of riches and the climbing of career ladders left them too weary to smile?
The young man didn't have the answers but growing up upcountry among people who had little but were happy had taught him that the joy of life is not dependent on the size of one's wallet, the car they drive, the swankiness of their offices or even the mansions they own. In fact, his experiences with the rich made him believe the words of writer Logan Pearsall Smith that, "Eat with the rich, but go to the play with the poor, who are capable of joy."
If only everyone can dig deep and resolutely resolve never to gravitate towards unhappiness, but to be grateful for the breath of life; finding beauty in simplicity, seeing a testimony in every test, life would be a whole lot more meaningful. Let’s live like the jewel collector who approaches each day with the joyous optimism of finding the cutest, most sparkling gem of all.
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| Nothing can steal the joy of one who has learn't to be content |
That evening, this young man had walked from his workplace in the city to his abode in Makerere, and had been befuddled by the unhappy faces he saw behind the wheels of powerful cars. Were their sour dispositions caused by the traffic jam or had the pursuit of riches and the climbing of career ladders left them too weary to smile?
The young man didn't have the answers but growing up upcountry among people who had little but were happy had taught him that the joy of life is not dependent on the size of one's wallet, the car they drive, the swankiness of their offices or even the mansions they own. In fact, his experiences with the rich made him believe the words of writer Logan Pearsall Smith that, "Eat with the rich, but go to the play with the poor, who are capable of joy."
If only everyone can dig deep and resolutely resolve never to gravitate towards unhappiness, but to be grateful for the breath of life; finding beauty in simplicity, seeing a testimony in every test, life would be a whole lot more meaningful. Let’s live like the jewel collector who approaches each day with the joyous optimism of finding the cutest, most sparkling gem of all.
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