ThE PeRfEcT WoRlD Of MiNe

In the imaginary world of Afiq, life would be almost perfect. Although I wouldn’t have to be the most handsome person in the world. I’d be friendly, compassion and most importantly very empathic about life.

I’d have a family who never argued with me, friends who’d never betray me, and a girlfriend who loved me to bits.

I’d have a perfect life as student, no deadline(not at the moment!), more than enough money to spend, and I’d go for a holiday anytime I felt like it.(as if!)

Alas, there is no imaginary world of Afiq, and life doesn’t always go according to plan. Things screw up, people disappoint me, and the world sometimes crumbles at my feet.

But I’m still enjoying my life. I have a family who, although at times we disagree, love me, and I love them too. Most of my friends are people I would trust with my life. As for the girlfriend…let’s just not talk about that for the time being. I love my life as a student – and I know there are a lot of people out there who’d kill for my place because it is the ultimate stage of a person life. I have enough money to keep me happy, and I do go holidays, though not as often as I’d like since my family decides that.

Although there probably could be things that would improve my life. I am content with what I have, and grateful for all the gifts I’ve received in life.

Why am I saying this? Well, I hear of so many people complaining about their lives day in and day out, when they don’t realize what they already have, and how lucky they are when compared to other less fortunate people.

If you complain about your parents being strict, think about orphans who have never felt their mother’s or father’s love. They’ve never had parents who hugged them when they cried, or taken care of them when they were sick.

If you complain about having too much homework, think about children in third world country nations who would love to learn to read and write, but have no schools. How thankful they would be, if only they could just be given a chance to learn to write their name.

If you complain that you have to walk such a long distance to the bus stop, think about people in Africa, who have to walk for days to get to a hospital. More often than not, the person they’re bringing to the hospital dies before they can get there.

So the next time you open your mouth to complain about something…think. Complaining or daydreaming isn’t gonna make a difference. Be grateful for what you have and work to make your life better, and to make your surroundings a better place to live in. this entry is purely my thinking, thus you don’t have to agree with me. As for me, I’m happy where I am, and looking forward to even better things in life.