A thought occurred to me while I was crossing the street a couple of hours ago: most men (I don't know how women perceive the world and their place in it, but most of this must be true for them too) experience a breaking point in life when they realises that life didn't turn out the way they had hoped (and maybe were confident) it would. The thought visited me when I started to inadvertently count the bypassing Chevrolet Lacettis and Epicas. How many, I thought, they are - tens of these cars passing me by in a single minute - tens of people who can afford such a car, who earn far more than I do. Whereas to earn such a car I would have to toil and save (with my current salary) for at least 7 to 10 years, cutting on other liberties and little treats, such as buying good clothes and fancy gadgets (like Amazon Kindle), or bowling (which is quite expensive here in Tashkent), or taking my wife to a restaurant.
Such thoughts might raise questions inside, like "Is what I have been doing (the path I have chosen) right?" And when someone asks this question to himself, this means they have reached the first milestone in their life. What they do from then on (stick to their old lives or try and change) will define how they live the rest of their lives.
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