i have again realized that i am so blessed.
sometimes, maybe most the time, i complain about how crappy my life is and how unfortunate i am. i whine and ramble about how unfair and cruel life and this world is to me. i have so many things to complain and tattle about yet somewhere, someone is wishing to live even a day of the life i am living. somewhere, someone is wishing to be able to eat the food i am eating, to feel the good clothes behind my back, and the list goes on and on.
you see, sometimes we complain so much that we have forgotten that not all people are privileged to live a life like ours. we can spend money and the money we don't have as if it's the end of the world; we shop, we eat at fancy restos, we have night-outs with friends, watch movies and etc...and still we complain. although it is human nature that we are not contented with what we have, still we have to think that somewhere people are dying because of hunger. that somewhere, some people don't have roofs above their heads and consider the ground as their bed --- that for others, what we have would be luxury for them.
and this is what i am thankful for.