The idea is to live with less than a hundred things. And if
you can, you can earn your place in the once- again relevant hall of fame that
goes by the name of minimalism. A minimalist is an individual who can count
their belongings, be it clothes, furniture, or electronics, or any manner of
material possessions and pare it down life to basics in order to keep living a
simple and content life.
This many a time also includes downsizing the bigness of
their house. In case some of you have missed the point here, the idea is to be
happy and content with less. The beacon of minimalism has been shining for a
few decades now, and getting stronger in the last decade, particularly in the
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I’m 35, male, single,
never been married. I work as an editor at a advertising company. I recently
moved from my big house in downtown, where I lived for a decade, to a new neighbourhood
called Box Pack residence in a different part of town. The rent is cheaper, but
the move pretty much wiped out my savings. You got deposits to pay connections
for electricity water and other utilities, living in 2019 even having internet
in the house has become and basic necessity.
Some of you may think that I’m a loser: an unmarried adult
with not much money. The old me would have been way too embarrassed to admit
all this. I was filled with useless pride. But I honestly don’t care about
things like that anymore. The reason is very simple: I’m perfectly happy just
as I am. For me happiness is all that matters in life. It doesn’t matter I live
in a mansion or a pet house. The reason? I got rid of most of my material
Minimalism is a lifestyle in which you reduce your
possessions to the least possible. Living with only the bare essentials has not
only provided superficial benefits such as the pleasure of a tidy room or the
simple ease of cleaning, it has also led to a more fundamental shift. It’s
given me a chance to think about what it really means to be happy.
We think that the more we have, the happier we will be. We
never know what tomorrow might bring, so we collect and save as much as we can.
This means we need a lot of money, so we gradually start judging people by how
much money they have. You convince yourself that you need to make a lot of
money so you don’t miss out on success. And for you to make money, you need
everyone else to spend their money. And so it goes. So I said goodbye to a lot
of things, many of which I’d had for years. And yet now I live each day with a
happier spirit. I feel more content now than I ever did in the past.
There is nothing more stupid that trying t o go through a
full wardrobe to choose what to wear. Here’s a look in my closet, from a down
jacket to a suit, some white shirts, and the few pairs of trousers that match
in a simple style. I am aiming to create my own uniform with a signature style
like Steve Jobs had.
I wasn’t always a minimalist. I was a capitalist and lived the
capitalist for over 3 decades, I used to buy a lot of things, believing that
all those possessions would increase my self-worth and lead to a happier life.
I loved collecting a lot of useless stuff, and I couldn’t throw anything away.
I was a natural hoarder of knickknacks that I thought made me an interesting
person. At the same time, though, I was always comparing myself with other
people who had more or better things, which often made me miserable. I couldn’t
focus on anything, and I was always wasting time. Alcohol was my escape, and I
didn’t treat women fairly. I didn’t try to change; I thought this was all just
part of who I was, and I deserved to be unhappy.
My apartment wasn’t horribly messy; if my girlfriend was
coming over for the weekend, I could do enough tidying up to make it look
presentable. On a usual day, however, there were books stacked everywhere
because there wasn’t enough room on my bookshelves. Most I had thumbed through
once or twice, thinking that I would read them when I had the time, but that’s a
white lie very few people in life read a book twice.
The closet was crammed with what used to be my favourite
clothes, most of which I’d only worn a few times. The room was filled with all
the things I’d taken up as hobbies and then gotten tired of. A guitar and
amplifier, covered with dust. Even a fabulous antique camera, which of course I
had never once put a roll of film in. Despite all that procession, I kept
comparing myself with others. A friend from college lived in a posh condo on
newly developed land in Dubai Land. It had a glitzy entrance and stylish
Scandinavian furniture. When I visited, I found myself calculating his rent in
my head as she graciously invited me in. She worked for a big company, earned a
good salary, married, and they’d had a beautiful baby, all dressed up in
fashionable babywear. We’d been kind of alike back in college. What had
happened, I thought? How did our lives drift so far apart?
The other part of life when one is living in Dubai its a common scene to see a pristine white Ferrari convertible speeding by, showing off, probably worth twice the value of my apartment. I’d gaze dumbly at the car as it disappeared from view, one foot on the pedal of my secondhand bicycle. These sights are somehow confusing for one would even start budgeting for money he would win of a lottery ticket. I bought lottery tickets, hoping I could catch up in a flash. I broke up with quite a no of girls, citing I couldn’t see a future for us in my sad financial state. All the while, I carefully hid my inferiority complex and acted as though there was nothing wrong with my life. But I was miserable, and I made other people miserable, too.
If you are anything like I used to be, miserable, constantly
comparing yourself with others, or just believing your life sucks. I think you
should try saying goodbye to some of your things. Yes, there are certainly
people who haven’t ever been attached to material objects, or those rare
geniuses who can thrive amid the chaos of their possessions. But I want to
think about the ways that ordinary people like you and me can find the real
pleasures in life. Everyone wants to be happy. But trying to buy happiness only
makes us happy for a little while. Then we loss it comes to true happiness.
After what I’ve been through, I think saying goodbye to your
things is more than an exercise in tidying up. I think it’s an exercise in
learning about true happiness. It’s a trend that I have seen in most of the millennia’s,
and it could be picking up more in 2019 and we should not confuse it with lack