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In pursuit of material superiority, we forget to live

I was just listening to the radio out in the back kitchen while chopping garlic for lunch when Radio One (I think...I simply roll the tune until it falls on an English station and that's it) announcer was saying before he played the song "Don't worry, be Happy"....many people live their lives chasing after material gains and most of us have very low quality of life. How true. How true..... About a year back, I fall into that category. I want to make excuses by saying that it was for survival but it's actually not, when I sit down and think about it. I WAS chasing after material gains. I want to change my car, buy new furniture, upgrade my piano, send the kids for holidays overseas, buy new clothes, get my hair done, plastic surgery (no lah, kidding)....etc. So, I work day and night without knowing how to stop. I tell you, I had no life. Quality of life was zero and the saddest thing was that I became such a workaholic that I did not even spend quality time with my kids. What was the point of working from home when I don't even take advantage of the fact that I have my kids with me all the time unlike many other parents I know who hates leaving their kids to the care of someone else because they have to work outside their homes? But material gain, I realize now, is nothing because in pursuit of material stuff that we think can make our lives better, we forget to live. We forget to smile and forget to be happy. We forget everything because we want a better toaster? Scowling at the kids for being kids because we want to buy an OSIM massage chair. Living is about enjoying life....about celebrating the fact that we're still alive today and we have a little bit more time to be happy and enjoy life. It does not matter to me now whether someone else is moving to a bungalow or (a bit iri hati, got lah!) they go to dunno-what-land with the whole family to have a holiday. As long as my kids are happy, I am happy, then everybody happy. That one is called living your life properly lor. Having friends is also important, family members also important. I mean, what's life when you live alone and are alone all the time. Ostracizing yourself from the rest of the world is not a good idea because God put you in a place with lots of people so that we can lean on each other and learn from one another. We fight and make up, we console each other when we're sad....at the end of the day, with or without material gains, we know that our friends and family will never turn our backs on us. Come to think it, some people are confused about why they're alive and ask "What's the meaning of life?" Aaaahhhh....I am quite sure a lot of us have asked ourselves this question before, right or not? The meaning of life is in living.....that's what life is all about. Making a difference, leaving your mark and enjoying the journey as much as we can....that's what my life is about. I may not be able to leave millions for my kids and grandkids like Lim Goh Tong but I will leave a legacy of love, compassion, passion and confidence in chasing one's dreams for my children. That way, nobody fights over millions because I have enough love to go around, you see. So, pursuing material gains is important, I have to say, but don't forget to live, ok? Live well and be happy......
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