I've realised,
The less that you have, the happier you'll be.
And it's from my own experience.
Isn't it ironic how humans work??
Our appetite is never ending, we always yearn for more when actually we have everything we already need.
Or maybe, even more than necessary.
For example, my family.
I was born in Shanghai and at that time, my family lived directly opposite the famous clocktower at 外滩。That explains my name.
Anw, my first home was only a single room with a single bed that all 3 of us have to squeeze every night.
We don't even have our own bathroom, it was a shared bathroom.
And i rmb clearly, there was no light at night and the winding staircase up had no banister, which was why my dad had to carry me up coz he was scared i'll fall off.
It was not even close in comparison to my current home where i have my own room, 2 bathrooms and my own laptop.
However, those days, living in my old first home in shanghai, was the happiest time of my life.
And when i first came to Singapore, we lived in a rented home at Tiong Bahru which is demolished now.
I was happier then than now.
My dad will always pick me up after kindergarten with my favourite snack.
And we'll go to the library every weekend to borrow my favourite books and videos.
My tv then was so small that it can be hidden behind just one row of maybe 6 books?
As compared to our 42 inch plasma tv now.
But i've never been happier than the time i had in those 2 houses.
Perhaps it was because, i never had the chance to know that there's so much more out there in the world.
And so, my dad had better job opportunities and our living conditions improved.
I thought i would be much happier.
But behold, my life improved and i'm thankful, but i've never been less happy than what i am now.
And i know, i have no right to be unhappy. I have everything i need, or more than enough.
And somehow, i think that's the reason why i'm unhappy.
I want more.
You know how when you have earned your first pot of gold and you want more?
That just the way it is now.
My materialistic needs are never ending and i want more and more everyday.
But, they only provide me with pleasures, not happiness.
Instead, when i don't get what i want. I became more unhappy than i already was.
What a vicious cycle.
I love how simple my life was then.
Sometimes, i think having too much may not be such a good thing after all.
Similarly, i think knowing too much is detrimental too.
Knowing the evil deeds that exist around the world, it just makes me lose more hope on how the world is becoming.
Sometimes, i think foolish and silly people are the happiest in the world.
That's because they don't know and think too much.
They do what others tell them to and what they need to do.
They are satisfied with what they have coz they do not know that there are more in this world.
Perhaps, that is more than enough.
Sometimes, i think humans are too clever for their own good.
And that includes me too.
