Kedmanee Konganaboon ordinary people. Study at Stamford international university. I wanted to be a businessman or owner of the hotel. I want to have a perfect life.
In life, the reality that we face on a normal basis is depressing, disappointing and lifeless. A perfect life is a life without hate, jealousy and pride. A creation.
What I really want in life is financial independence. I dream of simply being able to live my life as I live it now without having to worry about future income. I don’t even desire to spend much more than we spend right now – the only thing I might add is the ability to travel a bit with my family.
That, in fact, is my long term goal. I’d like to reach that point in the future, but I’m in no rush to get there.
I remember being mesmerized by Robin Leach’s “The Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous” TV show as a kid growing up in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. A million dollar house and a $40,000 car was the dream combination back in the late 80s/early 90s. My parents were not rich as US foreign service officers, but they were comfortable. My first glimpse at wealth occurred when my parents would sometimes bring me along to parties thrown by local businessmen. They built their fortunes by starting everything from rubber plantations, to beverage companies, to even chicken farms.
One day after school, my father’s friend sent his driver to pick me up in his black Mercedes 280SL. He was throwing a New Year’s celebration party and my parents had already gone first. Like most kids in the 7th grade I was enamored with cars, especially foreign cars that were charged 100% import tax rates. My parents drove a paintless 1976 Datsun with a missing hubcap so I was absolutely giddy to sit in a moment of luxury. It was during this 30 minute ride to Kenny Hills that I told myself that one day I, too, would be rich. Too bad life is easier said than done.
Over the years I’ve come to realize several hurdles that prevent many of us from getting wealthy. Let me share some observations in this post.