Life is not fair. I have heard this phrase for over a million times, I guess. A lot of my close ones pointed it out during several heated discussions. I get that. But, what I don’t get is why we can’t make it fair? Why do we always have to fight or have to be aggressive or violent to prove it? I think that we can always divert our anger, and frustration through more meaningful and applicable mediums; and that is also why I believe that I can make life fair.
Being a banker gives you a lot of benefit. Again, all of those benefits come with a saggy bag of headaches. You don’t have time, you don’t have the energy, and/or you don’t even have the passion to go through another heated, under-defined conversation at out of office. Yet, you come home to find that the lucrative serenity is most of the time thrown out of the window. You suddenly don’t find any difference between your home and your office. Everyone is shouting to the top of their voice, you are still buttering up people so that you can at least have that last piece of cake, and above all, your eyebrows are still plugged together with tension of the unknown, tension of failing again, and tension of another unwanted cyclone in your personal space.
Funny part is that all of them expect you to ask how their day went by, that you would solve all of their problems, but no one asks you the same. No one bothers about what problems did you face in your work, was it tough to arrange to do the dirty dishes of your bosses. No, nobody bothers to do that.
Everyone seems to blame you for all of their troubles, everyone seems to want all of your meat, and even if you give all of it, they don’t even let you get a good night’s sleep.
Life is not fair. Everyone says that. But how many of them do truly experience that should be the question. As a banker, we manage things. We love to talk out the problem to reach a solution. We don’t shout, we don’t fight, and most importantly, we remain patient. We try to make things fair, and to, almost, make life fair. But one way or another, the opportunity is taken away from us all the time.
Yet, we strive forward; at least for a good night’s sleep.
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