Dear lovely people,
Salmonella was downcast when we
met that afternoon, her physique bore all imprints of a soul that had been psychologically
stressed almost beyond limits. We had just been served two glasses of carrot
juices, and I asked her what the problem was. I wanted to know why she looked
like somebody who had been through a round rubbing tournament with all the
devils in hell.
Unexpectedly, she burst out into
tears, bawling terribly and almost going into fits. I sat there as if cast out
of cement and struggled to give her a napkin at the same time, wondering why
such a beauty would break into tears when I thought life was treating her well.
She told me, she’s read almost
all of my articles, she’s attended my motivational speaking events and was
trying her possible best to implement what she had learned but paradoxically,
she’s been through all the troubles one can imagine. Her businesses are
crumbling every day, her workers are disappointing her one after the other, her
family is on her throat with all versions of disputes and worst still, she’s
been through some relationships that were fashioned to ruin her than uplift
her.
It all sounded like I was bracing
up for motivational championship. I began with a question that brought the
tears streaming down her cheeks to a complete stop. “What kind of life have you
been leading?” she looked at me, deemed her eyes and ask the obvious “Do you
mean living or leading?” and my response was instantaneous “both are correct”.
It turns out that Salmonella is
one of those who think that when your income base starts increasing, it means
you should forget some principles you had set for yourself when you were still
struggling. She no longer did her check and balances, she would give-in to the
least pressure and though every issues could be settled with banknotes. Her businesses
no longer had the same attention she gave it in the past, was no longer that
critical, matter-of-fact person she used to be. The outcome was that she
allowed seemingly little things to build up overtime to become major barricades
to the extent she could no longer manage them.
The fact is that we
all want success in life but most people often forget that success is not necessarily
measured in terms of the banknotes we have stored away in bank accounts.
When the success you seek comes, you don’t have to forget about that once focused
and in-control-person that you had always been. You just have to maintain your
operations under control least they start working to your own disfavor. If you
marry your quest for success with blind-rocking and docility, you will at one
moment face the music you have intoned.
Your climb up the mountain of
success and personal achievement can be tough and bone wrecking but once up
there, you must keep it at the center of your mind that your fall down even beyond
the bottom can be so quick and lethal that you will left with no nerve to
bounce back. Maintaining yourself at the summit then becomes a full-time job.
