It’s better to be Rich than Poor – Part II
A Moment to Reflect
by Lilia M. Fiallo
We can continue to enumerate a series of characters who have lost their sanity, simplicity and serenity before fame, wealth and power, because of their mind disappears the humility and the arrogance is born, flaunting what they have, far from imagining a fall.
In the face of the abundance and opulence of the quarter of an hour, they forget the efforts and the great necessities lived long ago to give way to the unknown with and infinite desire for new experience. They do not analyze that evil is the order of the day because the euphoria of fame and money let us think and without looking forward continue. That’s where many unexpected friends come in.
With so many feeling, Pambelé lost control of his life and allowed occasional friends to use him in moments of glory to seize and crush him. It is as in adversity, all those strangers who pretended to be friends of the boxer disappeared as if by magic.
Pambelé always saw those unknown beings who were part of his defeat, as wonderful people who came to his life. They were never his friends, because the only thing they were looking for was his company to enjoy money and they got it.
The liquor, the drug and the friends of chance were the perfect cocktail for his fall while he believed that abundance opulence and glory were eternal; never thought about selecting his friendships, let alone saving in the future.
In the world we live in today, we know painful cases committed without the slightest regard and we never think that we can pass. These lessons are great teachings and invite us to value what we work so hard to care zealously.
With our eyes open and our ears awake, we can perceive they envy and unhealthy feelings of people who are stalking and lying around, like the bad grass that grows on the prairie, so we must be alert to eradicate and enjoy in peace and with tranquility the achievements gained through life. Time does not stop, nor does it return but it does more than compensate for errors.
Lilia M. Fiallo was born in Bogotá, Colombia, where, between tasks and free time, she found a place to write about subjects, somehow forgotten by others. With gold letters engraved in her memory, she began her working life, in the heart of the technical part, of the air traffic control of her native country. In the midst of aeronautical phraseology and codes, the world of aviation gave her one of the highest experiences, because of the precision required by this craft, where a single mistake could cost many lives. It is there, where in her concern to communicate her ideas, she begins to write with dedication, themes a little relegated by society, the Church and the State. Discovering a truth that nobody wants to talk about, but much more real and everyday, than it seems. It is thus, as it appears, her first work, “Parir por palir”.
You can find her book at www.laovejitabooks.com/autora-lilia-m-fiallo/
