Do I get jealous?

Oh, of course.

Jelly of the successful ones.

No money to buy the stuff I want. Saved so hard, go buy then sakit hati. Makan roti & Maggi for lunch setiap hari. Ciluk tea-bags from the pantry because I can't afford a cup of coffee.

Success is gauged by the amount of money we have. Drive 5/7/9 series BMWs. Stay in Mont Kiara bungalows. Don hot Victoria Secret underwear that no one sees.

We aim for branded goods, fame and more importantly, money. More the better.

I envied them all.

However, I witnessed many on the verge of dying from illnesses in my career. None regretted not having the above.

They made me value these instead:

1. A roof over my head.
2. A caring family.
3. Great friends.
4. A loving spouse.
5. Being a parent.
6. A healthy yet "sexy" body.
7. Knowledge learnt.

Perhaps, I'm not able to make tons of money. Hence, I deluded myself with such ideas to stay happy.

My wallet's filled with cash now. So loaded it's packed tightly with 1 ringgit notes. I've succeeded in life. At least that's what I believe.

That said, I'll look for more money. But, I won't overdo it anymore. Gotta strike a balance. Money can never be enough.

So, do I still get jealous?

Of course. I'm human mah. But, a lot lesser now.

How about you?