I had a cup of tea with a friend of mine. During the course of our chat over tea he said some things which, given my persecution complex & sense of inferiority, made me mull over what he had said. Not wanting to come to a rash conclusion I decided to probe but without being confrontational. One of the things he had mentioned was the staggering amount he has to pay as fees towards his children's education. So I thought I'd start there. "How much fees do you have to pay?, I asked him through a message. The figure he mentioned sobered me! "How do you manage?", I followed up, knowing his financial muscle, which wasn't really any muscle. His reply was laced with a certain pride. "Born to manage", he wrote. Naturally, here was a man, courteous, helpful, always in good cheer. Not once would you suspect that he had the usual problems of children's education, running a home, taking care of his old mother... I felt great respect for my friend. I ...
Worrisome situations often agitate me so I cogitate and vent them here. This is an exercise in catharsis. Please join me in my reflections to help me embrace humanity. Your comments are welcome!