LIKE THOSE PRECIOUS EGGS...

It was almost dusk that fateful day in my humble apartment, as I stooped to gather some cooking ingredients with the hope of refilling my rumbling stomach, and straightening out their longing rugae, meanwhile, my preference for egg in meals grew stronger not only because of its nutritious delivery, but also for its availability and quick steaming. Well, maybe not only I (perhaps my brothers are reading this also). #Smiles. 

Well, I'm used to getting those eggs in "ones and twos" rather than crates or halves. As such, you'd likely see an egg "honourably preserved" in a corner of my room. But few days before then, I decided to get more eggs than usual, although, I kept them away from the one in the fragmented kitchen.

So, I overtime began to realize that I could just handle the uncooked egg anyhow, I mean I would flip it over, drop it just anywhere: it truly didn't mean anything to me again,  unconsciously, I began to cling unto the hope of the "crateful" ones I had kept aside, as I muttered to myself "Thank God, I've got more eggs now, I don't need to care for the spare egg I once treasured.

•  Now here is the gist and lesson, friends, Many times as we progress in our human relationships, especially, at the love and belongingness phase (of the Abraham Maslow's pyramid), when and where we've got friends and loved ones we sincerely treasure and love, just as the singly-separated egg, over time, as we win more friends, our pleasures and interests shifts, the precious friends we once see in them vanishes into the thin air, although, sometimes unconsciously. 

Nevertheless, the fact remains, these people are still precious, their values are still there, we just do not see them again because something/someone else have taken their places, one can imagine the numerous royal friends that Prince Jonathan would have had, still, saw something worthwhile in the average David.

 

• Like those cherished eggs, a single egg is equally precious!

 

Treat him/her well.