Can anyone be perfect?
Let me guess, automatically, your answer is an emphatic NO!!! How dare we say we are perfect, or have the idea that we can be perfect in this world where there are so many reasons and ways to prove that every man is still subjected to his own share of demons and weaknesses? Who are we to place ourselves or dream of comparing our broken image with the status of a God-like personality who is not subjected to our enormous inabilities and glorious shortcomings? Or have we forgotten so soon that we, all of the time, are enslaved by our own passions and desires, that even when we see can clearly recognize that these desires are not as pure as our intents, we labor so dearly to see that we get what we want? How then can we talk about perfection or even dream of the idea of it when we are plighted with these inadequacies?
See Part 1 here
Now if you are reading this at this point, then it is most certain that you are one of three categories. Perhaps you are among those who I have really succeeded in stirring up their curiosity and appetite for the understanding of this problem and to figure out the solution, or perhaps you are among those who have no conviction of what I have been writing, and you are only reading this just to see where it ends. And yes, the third category are those who are neither here nor there, only reading for the fun of it; but then, I must make known one startling truth; the answer, as we should see here, may never truly satisfy our raging curiosity and the answer we get here may never come close to what we hoped for, but surely, it will stand with time.
It’s no telling secret that the dawn of each new day brings with it a bearable burden that stirs up a familiar concern within us as a constant reminder, and in the similitude of a nagging lady, begging us to conjure an answer to the challenge, how can I change the world today? Or more importantly, how can I affect someone’s life today? Well, except you are not thinking or musing over this, then I must be very candid to point out that your problem is quite bigger than what we are delicately trying to uncover here, because the purpose of every life is to affect another, and if for any reason we find ourselves failing to achieve this, then we probably don’t deserve to live.
Perhaps our biggest mistake is that we try so hard to find ourselves in a world where it is very easy to get lost in, perhaps, we try so hard to figure out who we are and what we were created to be. Perhaps, our biggest mistake is that we expend so much energy and so much time just to discover where we fit in, so much energy to realize where our place in this world lies, and so much time wasting in doing a lot of adjusting and accommodating, sieving through deep layers of personalities and shades of our lives, hoping to present that near perfect aspect of ourselves to the world.
Perhaps, our biggest mistake, no, problem is ourselves.
So I was thinking if I should share this with you now or wait till my book gets published. Well, I guess I have made my decision already.
Here is a summarized piece of a chapter from my book soon to be published; I really hope you will get the book when it is finally out. (Though it is quite lengthy, I tried my best to reduce it as much as I could). Enjoy this one, and please don’t forget to leave a comment. Much love.
Tell me, What is the biggest burden a man can ever place on you? And What can be so scary and so heavy that you dread to take it on your fragile shoulders? Tell me, What can it be?
Take a moment to think.
Every story have got two sides to it, and it is not about which of it is true or false. Every coin have got two different sides to it, and this is not about choosing which side is the head or tail. Every day have got two parts to it, and this is not about the reality of the morning and evening, but in all, it is a question of what you believe.
Don’t get too confused over this because, believe me, life is very simple. And as crazy and unexperienced I may seem right now, the fact is every story has two sides to it, and they are your truth and the other truth. No lies involved.
Okay, let’s see.
Quite recently a colleague of mine called my attention to a piece of article I had written months ago. Probably fascinated by a screenshot of the piece I used as a profile picture, she requested for the manuscript where I had originally scribbled down my thoughts, and I, who was only grateful that I had another opportunity to share my thoughts with one more person in this world, sent it to her without hesitation. After a few days, on my way out of the office on one boring evening, she stopped me and made a compliment, “Hey, I love every piece of your article. They are so nice and true, but I have an issue with it”. To be honest, I was bored and hungry that night. My mind had been struggling to be somewhere else apart from my body, and even the movie I tried seeing that evening did little to ground my turbulent mind. I hadn’t written in weeks, so it was safe to say I was having ‘a bad period’, but I managed to listen to her opinion with some measure of relative calmness. Continue reading
Have you ever wondered what it would be like or how it will feel like if you suddenly wake up one day to the reality that you have only a hundred (100) words to use for each day of your life?
Take a moment to think.
And it doesn’t just stop there. At the end of each day, you must give a report to someone of how you made use of the 100 words allocated to you.
Crazy right?!! Yea, I know, but think about it for a moment.
Now, the question is, What Will You Say? Continue reading