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A VERSE TO COMPLAINERS

The following are true stories.

On the 26th of May, 2003, Aron Ralston was hiking when a boulder fell on his right hand. He waited four days, and then amputated his arm with a pocket knife.

On New Year’s Eve, a woman was bungee-jumping in Zimbabwe. The cord broke, and she fell into a river and had to swim back to land through the crocodile-infested waters with a broken collarbone.

Claire Champlin was smashed in the face by a five-pound watermelon being propelled by a slingshot.

Matthew Brobst was hit by a javelin.

David Striegl was punched in the mouth. By a kangaroo.

The most amazing part about these stories is when asked about the experience they all smiled, shrugged, and said, “I guess things could have been worse.”

So go ahead.

Tell me that you’re having a bad day.

Tell me about the traffic. Tell me about your boss.

Tell me about the job you’ve been trying to quit for the past four years.

Tell me the morning is just a townhouse burning to the ground, and the snooze button is a fire extinguisher. Tell me the alarm clock stole the keys to your smile, drove it into 7:00 AM, and the crash totaled your happiness.

Tell me! Tell me!

Tell me, how blessed are we to have tragedies so small it can fit on the tips of our tongues?

You see, when Biodun lost his legs, he was speechless. When my cousin was assaulted, she didn’t speak for forty eight hours. When I lost my friend, my family and friends had to send out a search party to find my voice.

Most people have no idea that tragedy and silence have the exact same address.

When your day is a museum of disappointments hanging from events that are outside of your control, when you find yourself flailing in an ocean of “Why is this happening to me?”, when it feels like your guardian angel put in his two-week notice two months ago and just decided not to tell you, when it feels like God is just a babysitter that’s always on the phone, when you get punched in the esophagus by a fistful of life, remember that every year, two million people die of dehydration. So it doesn’t matter if the glass is half full or half empty, there’s water in the cup.

Drink it, and stop complaining.

Muscles are created by repeatedly lifting things that have been designed to weigh us down. So when your shoulders feel heavy, stand up straight and lift your chin – call it exercise.

When the world crumbles around you, you have to look at the wreckage and then build a new one out of the pieces that are still here.

Remember, you are still here.

The human heart beats approximately four thousand times per hour.

Each pulse, each throb, each palpitation is a trophy engraved with the words “You are still alive”.

You are still alive.

Act like it.

Written by Vhar


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Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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16 comments

  1. Complaining isn’t my thing anyway.

  2. Wow! Thanks 4 ds coffee…it really zapped me back 2 reality…

  3. Vhar, God bless u…This is just beautiful.

  4. Hian!…nowadays I feel like marrying a writer….Wonderful piece…highly inspirational

  5. Wow!! I AM STILL ALIVE! Thnk u 4ds Walt.

  6. Wow! Thanks Walt! I really needed this…….and I’m not gonna be selfish

  7. After crying myself to sleep yesternite. I guess this is a timely reminder that i can make the best out of what life has dished out to me. So i’ll punch and strive so hard cos despite what Fate had predestined, i deserve to be happy.
    Thank you Walt.
    Hello Vhar.

  8. Who is this vhar and why have you taken my spot?
    That being asked, good philosophy on life. We should never focus on the small stuff, they would only weigh us down. I must advice though that you try to solve whatever problems that come your way. Don’t leave it unsolved, telling yourself not to sweat the small stuff for if left unattended, the small stuff avalanches into the big stuff.
    Also, learn to cry when the need arises, it’s always a healthy release.
    One again, nice one Vhar.

    Uchenna Walter Nduka Ude, I am soaking your cane in kerosene

  9. Well written Vhar….

  10. Quite encouraging.
    Thanks for posting.

  11. Inspiring. Comfortingly reassuring. A reminder of just how blessed being alive is even when it doesn’t feel so. This philosophy is exactly what helped me snap out of a woulda-been 3month depression period. So easy to focus on what you don’t have yet,u neglect forget and belittle what yiu do have. My pastor calls it the 80/20 rule an d we all need to guide against falling into that mistake. This is upsome’. Thanks for sharing

  12. Because I am alive, I won’t let my today begin with the way I feel.

    I am alive—breathing in oxygen effortlessly

    I am alive.

    Thank you for this post and am happy I read this, this morning

  13. I love this!
    “Whether the glass is half full or half empty, there is water in the cup” this is a paradigm shift in perspective….

    Well done!

  14. ‘WOW’. In this age and time when all we do as a nation is complain, complain and complain, this is a timely message. To paraphrase-your situation could have been worse…stop talking and start doing. God bless Vhar and God bless you Walter!

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