It’s amazing how some people advocate that I take responsibility for my life. Yes, it’s my life but can anyone denied the fact that many people have imputed things I may actually not appreciate into my life? I know that I shouldn’t be in this place, on this level, on this scale but things are complicated and all the blames lie firmly in what others have done to me.
Do you think I would be struggling financially now if God had given me the brain of Albert Einstein, the foresight of Henry Ford, or the raw skills of Lionel Messi? Had God blessed me with multiple talents like that of Thomas Edison, the culinary skills of Colonel Sanders, made me a thinker like Steve Jobs, given me the oratory skills of Zig Ziglar or made me a whizkid like Mark Zukerberg, I sure will be a billionaire today too. Those guys had it all so easy because God decided to bless them with gifts that made them great. But me, he left with nothing of note. I’ve got no skill, no talent, no passion and you say it’s my fault? I disagree. Plus, God could easily had made me an American, allow me to be born into the British Monarchy or better still, made be the Crown Prince of the UAE. I sort of like the zing of the last one…hmmn!
My parents didn’t give me the best life either. I see all around what parents do for their children. If my forefathers hadn’t be lazy and counting the stars when their mates where seizing lands and winning territories, I definitely will not be in this distasteful situation now. Unlike some, I didn’t attend the best schools and were you to see the word ‘Harvard’ anywhere in my CV, it definitely would have been forged! My parents’ failures are now my own burden. They cannot even afford to set me up in business. And some children have their parents dolling out money to them ceaselessly and without promptings. Ah!
My teachers have failed me too and so have my friends. My pastor collects the little I have and surf the world in his customized jet while I pick up a fraction- albeit minute- of his weighty bills. My neighbour wouldn’t assist me even though he has the means and connection to so do. The rich exploit me and wouldn’t pay anything of value for the long period I spend working each day making them richer. They drive around in fanciful cars while I physically, emotionally and mentally deteriorate under the sheer weight of doing their work. I would have had a better life if my boss was kind and fair and definitely would be better at my jobs were I giving the opportunity to display the vast array of skills and competencies inside me.
The government has failed me. All they care about is their exalted positions. They are too preoccupied with looting the treasury they’ve forgotten that I need them to excel. No jobs, no social benefits, no grants, no increase in salaries, high taxes and absolutely no brains in their heads. I would have been a massive success but for the useless governments that keep making life miserable for me. I am all for a bloody revolution!
I know that you’re thinking:
“Mr Nika Burga, has the quality of your life improved since you started blaming everyone and seeing absolutely no wrong, fault or blame that is yours?”
Why blame myself when nothing is my fault? You know what? If you have decided to help me all these while, rather than asking me stupid questions about my life, I am sure the quality of my life would have been top notched at this time. Blame lie at your feet too. Do something tangible for me, rather than giving me pieces of advice all the time.
