“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world” — Harriet Tubman —
Last year was second winter and things were way improved than it used to be during first winter. My friend who left his father’s fortune behind, two years ago, and decided to live on his own, making his own fortune and seeking his own vision is now going through the third winter in a row with bigger dreams, yet stronger challenges and fears.
I remember when we first met, he only wanted to get married and have kids, it was his ultimate dream. I used to tell him it’s not what you should aim and look out for; you’ll surely get married one day and it’s going to be a daily routine no matter how thrilled you’d be with your wife. That moment when we are longing for something especially emotional, we’ll never suppose it would be true one day, accordingly, I think he didn’t believe me back then.
This particular friend wanted to get a new car, a decent job and establish a successful business. He wanted to prove to his dad and family that he’s self-reliant and independent. Again, I was telling him to be himself and succeed for himself. I wanted him to do it because he is free and that he deserves to dream big. When he got engaged, he wanted to lose weight because of his fiancé but that was completely wrong; he should’ve made that decision because of himself, because obesity is not healthy and he better remains thin. Pathetically enough, he’s fattened up after marriage, even though I can sympathize with him.
2013 was a generous year with him; he got married and he’s very happy with his wife. I have never seen him as happy in spite of his miserable financial situation. I remind him of the old days, when he used to sleep alone in a one room apartment and take shower once a week for the lack of hot water. I remind him of the long distances we used to walk to save up the money of the cab.
Basically, that sounds good but I don’t think he’s completely satisfied or happy about what he ended up with although it’s all he wanted one day. I mean what’s next after marriage and kids? Or even after a decent job? Money, spacious houses, cars? There’s a very good question I like to always keep myself aware of; will I be happy then when all my plans work out? Am I really pursuing the right thing?