The Only Delicacy

Money is like a woman.

Once you try to court her or hold her close, she'd scream, "Let me go! Let me go!"

A good woman is like that. She doesn't easily succumb to pleasure but first evaluates you based on who you really are, if you really are worth the risk.

If you don't let her go and prove to her your worth, then she'd stop resisting you with time. Instead, she'd start unconsciously leaning onto you for support and happiness.

You started noticing her change in attitude, so you let her go.

Your change in attitude made her surprised. At first, she didn't know what to do and just stood in that position for some time.

After some time, it finally sank into her, "He really let me go, huh."

It made her feel depressed and empty. She didn't know why, but she was not the type to be depressed all her life.

So, she left… She hesitantly took one step at a time…

Then, from your perspective, she vanished, as if all of your memories were but in a blink of an eye.

You stayed in your place, downhearted that she really left. But you still continued doing your own thing, working like a workaholic and believing that sooner or later, the one you love will come back.

Because you loved her (and you knew that she loved you too even though she was too dense to realize that), you controlled your emotions and let her go. You let her be free. (But free in a sense that you're still monitoring her and her happiness. This is called "wisdom," my friend.)

As you monitored her, you had your ups and downs.

Sometimes, a man would try to court her and snatch her away from you, so you'd chase him away as if your life was on the line. And at other times, she'd notice you, greet you and chat with you shyly, which would make you blush in return and feel like the happiest man alive.

You continued this lifestyle until years passed by. Now, you're more successful in life than before. Now, you felt that it was finally time, so you dressed up in a tuxedo, bought roses and personally went to her place.

The lights were on, so you were sure someone was inside. You knocked several times, but there was no answer. So, you tried twisting the knob. Surprisingly, it opened. You were shocked. You just blankly stood in front of the door. (Your brain cells were currently trying to process the fact that the door was open.)

At once, anxiety flooded your mind, "What if a thief was on the loose? What if someone robbed her house? What if.. she was raped?!"

You immediately banged the door open and shouted her name, "@##!" (I leave that name to your imagination.)

What's the moral of this short story? It's simple.

"A person who is wise and has mastery over his or her emotions wins the money (or the woman)."

Another moral:

"Don't spend your money immediately (or let the woman go).

Only let her go after you have proven your worth to her (invest or spend your money after studying the investment thoroughly and knowing that the money would COME BACK TO YOU twofold).

Then, continue what you're doing and wait (Put some distance with your beloved). As you wait, be wise enough that your money (or woman) won't get snatched away from you. Monitor her (or your money).

Then, get her (or your money) back once the time is right."

Last Moral:

"Treat your money as if it was your woman, but don't go overboard with your love for it. Have some decency. Cos too much love would chase the woman away. (Same with money.) Don't let greed be the cause of your downfall."