(grandmother, while making curry, age 71)
I’m tired of listening to young people say that they want a happy life, happy career, happy partner and all that happy stuff without facing pain. When I was young, we admired the person with the most painful life. Wanna know why? Because it made them beautiful. Now this isn’t beautiful like those super models on TV and those cheeky girls in movies. I don’t like those cheeky girls in those films. No, it made them beautiful because they learned how to endure life and its agony. They knew how to appreciate the little things in life. They were deep, meaningful, beautiful people. Happiness without suffering for a while is hollow. It’s empty. Empty is not beautiful. Are you listening? Empty is not beautiful. I’m tired of finding these young people looking to escape when there’s so much to learn in this life. One day you’re going to thank the pain for giving you the guts you needed to go through life with your head held up high. Pain is important, you understand? It gives you guts, it gives you wings.
Your curry is boiling.
Oh. Yes. Pass me that red spice.
in windy fields of memory.