‘Life is like poker, you win some and you lose some. The only difference is, in life you cannot fold the hand you are given; you got to play with it.’ Surely other people will be dealt better hands, like pocket aces (2 aces) or ace king suited (my favourite hand in poker) for example. In real life that might be equivalent to be born into a rich family or gifted with extraordinary talents. But what if your hand is crap, just say a 4, Jack unsuited or a 2 9 unsuited. Do you say, ‘Damn y is life so unfair? Or ‘curse my luck’ (real life equivalent: ‘why am I cursed with this disability? Or why can’t I get rich parents?’) OR do u say, ‘So what if my hand is ugly. With hard work (try to outwit, outlast, outplay other players on the table to win the tournament) or some luck (get awesome community cards like 2 more 9s so you would make a triple) I might actually get something out of this.’
The majority of us are given average but decent cards. However there are some of us who are given the short end of the stick. These people (who maybe lack the looks, or intelligence or are born with disabilities or genetic diseases) somehow manage to compensate for their lack of something with something special of their own. It could be a fierce determination to succeed, or a gentle kind heart, which I think most people lack, even those with the best hands. You have probably heard many inspirational stories about a young boy/girl who is dying of some disease but yet manage to live his life to the max + even more too. Stories like a boy in the 1990s from Canada who managed to raise millions of dollars for cancer patients before he died. I remember something that he told his mom, ‘Mom, I managed to raise millions of dollars for cancer but I can’t even afford to buy you a present’. This made me think. Us, the fortunate ones seem to take life for granted while others who want that chance to live to badly are unlucky to have it taken away so soon. That’s why I think that suicide is the most selfish thing a person ever can do.
We, I think must admire their will to triumph over adversities that make even the toughest of men falter and celebrate the lives of those who somehow manage to win it even with the worst of hands. It seems that life must be fair then, opening excellent community cards, granting them with the opportunity to win. Maybe its karma, ‘What you give is what you get returned’.
So what do I think the moral of this is? We should never take things for granted, always do good and never ever curse the hand you’d been dealt. No one knows what life has in store for us. Cause after all, ‘Life, is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are gonna get’.