The worst thing that happened to me as a man was paying adamant ears to my darling wife.

Despite being raised by parents who were sheerly down to earth, my pride and arrogance were vastly absurd.

I hardly believed I was wrong. My Dad had sounded it to my hearing that I would really regret it if I were to continue with such attitude.

I thought within me that Dad was just being wicked. To me, he was cursing me!

Being the only brother to my beautiful younger sister, she never joked with me even though relating with me was quite often awkward for her.

At my teenage age, I attracted much respect and all were because of my pride coupled with my awesome intelligence too which was the icing on the cake.

Finally, I got married to the best woman in my life. Gradually, she too realized who I was; however, she never hated me in the detriment of my weaknesses. The worst of it all was that I cared less.

If there is someone that was wrong, that would be anyone else, not actually me.

Never did I knew that my useless pride and omniscient attitude would lead to my great downfall.

I was Robert kiyosaki's kind when it comes into the game of real estate investing. In other words, I wasn't an agent, nor a speculator, just a value Investor!

Few years ago, I made an offer to acquire a condo property outside the country leveraging my expertise in residential real estate.

When it got to the ears of my wife, she vehemently objected the plans, even rebuking me.

The core of the problem was that I would be spending much to possess the property; almost all my hard-earned money because I believed that it would be generating ardent alphas in the future years.

At this very juncture, I would say that I became Kiyosaki's opposite. My very decision was akin to that of a fool.

My wife and I really had great misunderstanding which almost made her to part from me.

Being the worst insane man on earth, I did it, enthusiastically awaiting her regrets and then I must have been in the states, enjoying life.

When my offer was rejected, I countered the offer, yet with very strict contingencies.

I was lucky that the sun came smiling this time around on me.

Now it was time for due diligence. I did all without seeking for appraisal from any real estate broker, agent or mentor.

As my fate would have it, I ended up in a wrong investment.

They were fake but my funds were gone. I just couldn't stand it at all.

I had obtained a mortgage from the bank with the intentions of paying up gradually.

Infact, I longed to die but death never came. Instead of being in the U.S, I struggled with life at my village.

When my wife heard about my state, she never hesitated to reunite with me. She has long been searching for her dear husband.

Tears streamed down her cheeks when she saw me. She couldn't believe that I was just the one.

My arrogance dealt so terribly with me and if not that I had a good wife, I could have ended my life and it would undoubtedly be a different thing entirely!