On one Sunday morning, you open your wooden-like windows to breath in the fresh air from your lovely garden. While your arms are stretching sideways, you put the sweetest smile on your lips because you think your life is wonderful.
“And, cut!”
In real life, this kind of scene is very rare now. I mean, without your smartphone involved. Don’t you usually check your smartphone as soon as you wake up in the morning? Or, can you reject the temptation to not take a picture of your so lovely morning, then post it to your social media? Or, worse, you stuck on your smartphone for hours after posting the photo. You end up spending your supposed to be a phone-free morning by scrolling and visiting profiles all the way till drop. Battery drops, as well as your energy.
As a result, you might having a “self-assessment” about what you have done so far in your life. It’s good if it motivates you to remember your goals from the very first. Contrarily and mostly happened, you think your life is nothing just because you see your profile account has zero posts. It’s bad.
Meanwhile, your aunt and her-proudly-present children are coming to your house today. I mean, it could be anyone who’s coming, maybe even your neighbors. Just checking on you, you know. Asking you what is the secret of working at the same company for years even though people don’t familiar at all with the company’s name. Maybe they are curious how you can be an independent 30s-year-old woman and stay “happy” because you look chubbier.
Unfortunately, it’s suddenly raining. Heavy and thunder rains. No one’s gonna coming. There are your parents though. They say nothing in particular, just looking at some photos, on their gallery phones, then family photo albums. They look older somehow. They call you while you intend to sneak out to get out of the house and recreate tears in rain scene by Roy Batty.
Nah, this time, you prefer to sit and eat with the elders. You listen to some of their wisdom of life, then take notes in your slow head. You attempt to take advantage of the warm situation, and asked them, “What do you think about my life, Mom? Dad?” The elders laughed, and answered, “We think your life is messy. Just take a look at your hair now. You’d better cut it short or it’s gonna startle us every morning.”
You sneered.
Then the elders added with a very calming voice, “But, what do you think about your life, dear?”
You are too slow to answer, and the call to prayer gets ahead of you. The conversation is over with you and your running thoughts. You start to think about your hair. You think that it’s your natural hair and there’s nothing wrong about it. It’s been like this since you were a cute and innocent kid. You don’t wanna cut your hair because it’s been your dream to have a long and curly hair.
Who would’ve thought, you come up with a wild idea.
If you’re okay with your hair because it’s just fine … does it mean you’re not going to be okay if your hair is bad? Have you ever thought that your hair is bad though? The important thing is that your own opinion about yourself, right? Maybe, just maybe. Can you apply it to your life, too? You have your own goals. One of them is knowing your life priority.
What is your priority now?
You decide.
P.S. It’s one of my favorite life’s guides:
“Did you think that We had created you in play (without any purpose) and that you would not be brought back to Us?” (Quran 23:115)
