It was not long ago she was dancing like she was the happiest woman on the surface of the planet. It's not very often I get to see my sister glow like that. With her Gele (A native Nigerian headgear) elegantly tied around her head, and her very elaborate makeup (which did not come cheap and frankly, I would rather have not had), she could have easily passed for the daughter of the king or one of Nigeria's many elitists. But no, she was my sister who couldn't contain her joy, because she was finally going to cross from MISS to MRS.
The wedding was indeed a celebration as my father's compound had never witnessed. I was happy for her because I knew she had been wanting for a while. As the wedding ended and the guests began to troop out, after having forced an innocent couple to spend more than their life savings on an event, just so they felt special and filled their bags home.
When the new couple had left, I imagined that they will likely be that happy and not be full of each other for a while (Months… Or maybe years). It has been less than a year, and I can't believe I witnessed these two getting married. Everything that could have gone wrong, seem to have gone wrong. Reently, she just moved out the house that was supposedly their matrimonial home, while anticipating the prospect of becoming a single mother; something she probably never thought would ever happen. What a twist.
This was what finally broke the camel's bark. That the product of one of the most joyous celebration yet, could so utterly fail and tumble to the ground. I learnt one thing from all of it; 1. People can create such illusions that even they believe it. 2. Majority of people who publicly celebrate in Nigeria are doing exactly that.I have come to realise that happiness that result in the joy of celebration itself can bean illusion. We celebrate the big things, the dream job, dream husband, best cars, houses etc.
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True happiness, true celebration are over "little things", because eventually, those are what matters. Still, it's a truth most of us will grow old and die and not have the chance to hear. The feeling of chocolate melting in your mouth, of having your little spawns play over and around you, to have a good meal three times a day, to be able to throw away leftovers, to be able to sit in peace and wander on his mind; these are basically the best things worth celebrating.
I remember celebrating with a bunch of my friends know simply as "The Cabal" for the sole reason that we were together. It was a beauty to behold. We made Fried rice and Saladcand bough several beverages none amongst us took alcoholics. I remember having to cut the carrots to the right sizes that day; a simple task, heh? Well, I failed at it, spectacularly. It wasn't anything extravagant; just a group of friends gathering together, cooking together, feasting together and having fun while at it.
As the years have progressed, I often wonder what my life could be, if I had all the "goodies of life". A part of me believe it would have had no bearing on my life as I am a man of little mundane pleasures. However, I have come to established the things I have to celebrate about and these miracles happen everyday. Wonderful, eh?? The little miracles of having your football team winning a match, or of waking to find that you are not alone on the bed, waking to find a peaceful innnocent soul perfectly at sleep by your side, of being able to drink and eat without any assistance, human or medical or otherwise.
Recently as I visited her, I saw that she was getting better. She seemed healthier and her shine seems to be returning. I thought to ask, but I knew better that to push someone on the edge over a cliff. She seem to have decided to find joy and happiness in the little things in life. I watched her celebrate over successfully completing an extremely hard level of Candy Crush and I couldn't help myself from a good laugh. I wish for her to remain this positve, to put behind her these darkness head on into the light ahead, a future of many little wins and many celebratiom yet unseen and untold.
It's a shame that your sister had to undergo hard times, however, her new appreciation and gratitude for the small things in life are admirable, and what matters the most.
As they say, we have to celebrate small things to achieve great ones. Thank you for sharing your story with us, don't forget to engage with other members of the community as well!
Definitely, the little things are the most important things in the world. The big things are made up of little things, all important. Knowing that will save you a lot of misunderstandings in life and love. Nice to read you, @mhizrutty.
Thanks bro
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