Short Stories

He was young. No teenager, but under 30 years of age.

He was handsome. No sports fanatic but sometimes he put his ass to the gym and worked out to stay in shape.

He was no stupid guy. No Einstein, but smarter than the average person.

And he was living with a lovely family. A little sister, a caring mother, an intelligent father and likeable grandparents. He loved them all.

But there were other persons he liked as well. He had about half a dozen close friends. He loved them all.

But he was not free. And he felt it. He hated it. His feelings limited him.
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I’m sitting on a comfortable sofa in a far away room. Wealth, happiness and wisdom are sitting next to me. I’m carefully observing these three goals.

Wealth stands up. It steps forward and looks at me. Then it starts talking:

“You’re allowed to choose one of us. But only one of us. You should choose me! I’ll make you powerful and happy. Don’t waste your chance, don’t go for happiness. Don’t choose wisdom either. Wisdom is unnecessary once you’re rich and happy.”
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This story is about Somebody. You probably don’t know him yet. Well, he’s an average member of our modern western society. The kind of person you don’t really notice. You don’t even need to know his real name, I’ll just refer to him as “Somebody” from now on.

Somebody watched TV. That’s how he got to know the rich and beautiful, a perfect but unreal world. He didn’t really think about the things he watched so eventually he got the feeling that he was a part of that perfect world too, the feeling that he too had to be rich and beautiful.

Unfortunately, Somebody looked like an average person. A real average person, not average in terms of what you see on television. And he wasn’t rich. He just didn’t fit in this artificial world. And he didn’t like that. Actually, he didn’t like himself anymore. So he tried to adapt himself. At first, he tried to become rich.
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