Date Posted: 12/5/2012 1:34:25 PM
Posted By: Geekeijoe Membership Level: Silver Total Points: 453
Some will bare me witness that life is not just an interesting journey but also a troublesome one, a route with unpredictable road surfaces, some with rocky paths, other just rough and also others that are smooth to slide. The value of life is not tradable at all and even though some do trade it with money it’s not worthwhile at all. Read about the suicide bombers in terrorism, people who clinch to ill superstitions that neglect the value of life; these people will die to see they served religion and their families. It is a foolish thing to do at the end of the day because those that they sacrifice life for hold no guarantee to them that they will transform to the better through the so called sacrifice. As a matter of fact some who die in such manners probably live in the next ‘world’ regretting as they see their wills undermined only to discover their sacrifices were good for nothing.You will never know the value of something until you lose it and as they say the proverb is full of truth. I went to the market and as I was just window shopping, I happened to hold my eye irresistibly on a pair of trousers; the garment was really smart and everyman who came by it had an attachment to it in a way. The problem with the whole thing was only one, the cost; it is what made the item be seen by as many, if it wasn’t the case then the first person would have gone with it. I also kind of left and thought that the price was spurious and bogus but the saying that ‘quality matters’ held me back and by the time I went home I had the garment with me, it was obvious how I liked wearing it and how many admired it but as I grew used to it, it’s value depreciated to my senses, it didn’t take long until I gave it out to my cousin. Believe you me, not once have I regretted giving my long-time dear pants.When we live together with those that we love we at first like the whole thing and happiness is what we stock most but as time goes and passes day after another, we grow less of gratitude and focus their presence as valueless, as something bound to be and it takes no hint to our brain that such is just temporary, an opportunity life has given to us until it thinks otherwise. During a burial ceremony a priest gave a sermon out to the congregation that life has many languages but amongst all only one has never been interpreted by man ‘the language of death’. Others like birth and marriage conclude with happiness and ululations but this one brings sorrow and most of all regrets from it start till eternity. The bereaved will cry until they are short of tears, grief will even kill others while most of us will try to reverse time to have our loved ones back, we regret any second of a minute we took our time with the late for granted; if only life was tradable it would be the talk in all stocks.Until you take a sip of a drink you will never know the taste it bears. Those who have never lost their most loved ones know not the painful experience accompanied. Another man told me that one completely matures in life when he/she loses the closest parent. At first I felt like I understood his syllables well as I claimed to have buried many love ones but it was not until life taught me the difference between being piteous and lost. It is then after I went through the worst when my mum died of cancer. The ailment period truly takes one’s heart as you feel sick as well to see a loved one suffer but hear you me, death only appears real when it happens. you will never convince your heart that your loved one will die not even when it seems obvious to the rest of the world, not even when the patient feels dead, you will always have that scent of hope in you until the experts pronounce otherwise and when your heart is fully convinced by the inevitable circumstances. It follows that no matter the problems we face, the hardships that life sees our families through, the best offer that life has ever and will ever give us is having those we love alive, having a complete family is not a chance but rather a blessing and actually the most precious one. Although it is a painful reality to feed in our brains, we should always expect that eventual separation; that those we love including ourselves will leave ahead to a journey we know not of, a journey that is as inevitable as it is.All the same, we need to try carrying those burdens of the others. What others are going through today is what will face us tomorrow and is not until you save your neighbors’ neck that they will follow suit and be there for you when the world will turn silent and dumb for you. In the book of Mathew, a scripture says “I was hungry and ye did not give me something to eat, sick an ye visited me not and naked and ye clothed me not.” The directed will equally suffer the same eventually. It is not until we become our brother’s keeper that we will save ourselves from the ill of tomorrow. Through good times we have many in our surrounding claiming to carry our burdens but it only takes an opposite turn to realize those who really are so and those who just pretend to. Some of those we take worthless will amazingly hold our shoulder in appropriation. If the world stood in unity, appreciation and brotherhood what an interesting state would all be. Life gives and takes.
Next: How life opportunities manifests their eventual meaningPrevious: Winning the interview game
Get premium membership