We've always been taught that success can bring happiness and that in order for one to be successful one must work hard and put in a lot of sacrifices.
The mere thought brings back memories of how my parents urge me on to study hard and achieve in school. It also reminds me of a friend who had a similar experience. For my friend though, it was his aunt who encouraged him to concentrate on his studies first and to not have a love life while studying. According to his aunt, if you get good grades you'll eventually land a good job and the girls will just come rushing in. In short, good grades = great job = success = girls. At that time when he told me the story, we were colleagues working for a multinational company and we were already earning a considerable amount each month. He ended his tale with an emphatic expression asking "where are the girls?"
