I n almost all occurrences in life, we associate simplicity with effortless, painless, less demanding and crystal clear things and often forget that it’ s in this plain-sailing phases that we draw the greatest lessons and courage for the bigger things in life.
Agatha, like most of us, would assume, had a frail perception of simplicity. At the age of 27, she had already accomplished many things than anyone her age could have. She was the head of a well-booming manufacturing business, lived in a multi-million house in New York’ s most lavish suburbs, Tribeca and had scooped few awards for being the youngest rising black star. In the speeches and interviews she had, she always attributed her success to choosing not to be simple.
“ I always tell people I am the most complicated ass they have to deal with in life and look where it has landed me! I would definitely not be BFF’ s with Leonardo da Vinci because, for me, simplicity has never been slightly close to sophistication. Had I chosen to be simple and take the easier course in life, I would not be where I am today. I am here because I chose to take the harder way that fewer people take. The harder way that“ simple” people disregard, and that is my sole ingredient for success- Don’ t be simple!” Agatha said as she closed off at a Young Women Leaders Summit. Everyone rose in delight as she walked off stage in a Dolce Gabbana black spot.
Beyond the enormous walls of Stockholm Palace, Agatha was a miserable, lonely and bitter young lady searching for happiness like a needle. Her job was the sole purpose for her existence and today marked the highlight of her career. She was going to meet one of the top-dog investors in Europe who contemplated
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As usual, Agatha went to work earlier than everyone else to audit the entire staff secretly and summon them to higher authorities if their work was not up to standards. As the day rolled out, her well-anticipated guest made way to the boardroom where he was formally introduced to everyone then a champagne-lit fete sealed the night.
Courteously, Agatha emailed the investor thanking him for a night well spent and to her awe, the investor scheduled a meeting to sign contracts pertaining the largest investment that the company was about to witness.
The ecstasy that filled her soul was incomprehensible. Off, she went to look for a striking outfit for the meeting and a good weave to match the attire and while dress-hunting, she met a young, average-looking lad who seemed to be shopping as well.
“ Hi, miss! Can I help you do your shopping?” Asked the young man as he offered his hand. Agatha shove his hand away in anger“ Did I ask for your help? Look at you, pathetic and all filthy, trying to make stupid advances towards me! Do I look like I would be interested in a shop keeper? If this is your way of approaching ladies then honey, give up the chase because no lady will throw themselves to a death sentence like you! Move out of my way!” Agatha said as she made her way to the counter leaving the young man frozen and in shame.
The big day finally came. Agatha slipped into her new dress, wore her expensive makeup and perfume then put on a few accessories to add life to her already dazzling look. Half an hour later, Agatha’ s classy Benz made way into the huge