money = happiness? who's to decide?
Monday, February 20, 2006 (3:56 PM)
i read my cousin's blog last night and learnt that my uncle has been running 2 jobs day and night just so their family can get by. is this what life should be? socrates said, 'an unexamined life is not worth living'. does my uncle have the luxury to stop and examine his life? i wonder if he still has any idea on what it looks like for sunlight to shine into his home because it seems that all he sees shining into the living room is moonlight.
i get the luxury of taking a rest when i get tired doing my computing report. i get the luxury of sitting here thinking what socrates mean. i get the luxury of not having to worry about unpaid bills. what logical reason is there that my uncle doesn't deserve this?
i know of a person who doesn't have to worry about money. she has a loving husband and all she does is shop and gamble. is this then what life should be? somehow, i feel that it has reached a saturation point where buying things are no longer a satisfaction for her. she may seem a happy woman but somewhere in me, i find it pitiful that she can no longer gain simple pleasures in little things. how often have we struggled to work so hard and as the days go by, we get so excited about our salary coming in. one day every month, we slot in the atm card, see the figures increase, pay's in! celebration! rejoice! but no, i don't think she has that fortune to relish in these simple joys.
yes, my uncle may be struggling to keep up with the bills, but i have no doubt that the satisfaction he feels when he brings home money every month makes it all worthwhile for him. respect.