You had desperately wanted to turn your life around. You have heard of the wheel of life; the ups and downs of life but yours had been down for such a long period of time. You prayed harder, hoping for the Divine intervention and yet nothing happened. You tried whatever means suggested to help you get out of the doldrums; still nothing happened. You followed your daily horoscope guide religiously but still nothing good as claimed on the guide ever happened. Life became more crammed, more tensed with each stressful moment. You nearly gave up on your life.
But hey! Wait! Your quiet office colleague who had noticed your stressful looks and suicidal behavior lately had suddenly approached you and introduced you to Feng Shui - the ancient Chinese belief of enhancing good fortune. Finally, you thought there is hope after all... She promised to come over after office hours the next day but in the mean time, she advised you to clean up all your clutters - your salvations all those years.
Determined, you worked your way though, clearing all the unnecessary stuff, tossing them out of the house. That night, for the first time, you finally have one of the sweetest dreams as you are able to sleep without much clutter in your head, knowing that a better day awaits you ahead. Of course, it is only logical that you feel better because that was the very first time in so many years that your room looked decent enough for people to sleep in, after you have gotten rid of the piles of newspapers, books and old magazines stacked as high as you possibly can and the boxes under your bed, plus all those unused clothes strewn around the room. And you thought your friend's a genius. But wait till tomorrow.
She came after work, with a tiny compass in her tiny hands. She stood in the middle of living room, taking notes and then she's in your bedroom, and also taking notes. Finally, she sat down and looking intently into your eyes through her thick, black glasses; she told you that you have messed up everything. No wonder, you thought to yourself. Your bed is in the wrong position; your sleeping direction is wrong, your TV shouldn't be in that corner, and your table shouldn't be under a beam and so on. She gave you her note and advised you to place your stuff according to the good position which would help you get your life back. She volunteered again to bring you to the Feng Shui store that she had frequented so that you can buy the cures or remedies for the afflicted areas.
Aaahhh ... money is involved, you thought and as if she can read your mind, she smiled, telling you that it is just a little investment for a better life. Fine, you thought, you can just use the fund meant for paying the landlord next week and by that time hopefully the Feng Shui thing would have helped you to locate some money pit somewhere. So after work, both of you went down to Chinatown and once you entered the store, you are amazed at the wonderful display of the cures but cringed at the sight of the price tags. Your friend introduced you to the proprietress, a sweet middle-aged lady, obviously well-Feng-Shuied. She recommended some items to counter the bad luck - to cure the afflicted directions as well as to net the perfect guy. And you are amazed again; how did she know that you are still single, since obviously at your age, you should be juggling babies at home. Your friend smiled at you and duh! Isn't it expected that she might have informed the proprietress earlier.
Once all the items were already placed on the counter, you made a quick mental calculation of the total cost and it came exactly to the amount that you have put aside for the rent. But hold on, the lady said, this is just the recommended items and you will have to get them in pairs to ensure that they would really work. Hmmm ... that would be the hardest part. Nudging at your friend sheepishly, you apologized to the proprietress and made a promise to come back on salary day to get the stuff. Now her smile is not as sweet as when you first came in but you just turned your back and walked out. On the way back, out of curiosity, you asked your friend how long she had been practicing Feng Shui. She replied that it had been quite a while after her husband had left her, and wondering out loud, you asked her whether any good things had happened since she installed all those cures. She shrugged her shoulders and said she is just waiting, waiting for it to happen but most of her money had been spent on enhancing her life Feng Shui-wise, so basically her situation is not so far different from yours.
Suddenly your head felt clearer and fresher, probably because it was a little bit windy that evening. As you reached your house with the landlord's money still intact in your bag, you realized that Feng Shui might not be for you after all because you cannot afford it. So you reclined to the fact that you might have to take another job to make your life better. Maybe your luck will only come through hard work because now you can see why the poor remained poor while the rich get richer because the poor cannot afford the Feng Shui remedies to reduce the impact of bad Feng Shui on their lives while the rich continued to enjoy being rich and get even filthy richer because they can afford all the remedies. Huh...that's it. Case closed. Feng Shui doesn't work for you because you don't have the means to buy all those enhancers and remedies.