What this life is all about?
A question probably you shouldn't try asking yourself.
If you're feeling vulnerable then you might wanna avoid this question.... that's what I tell myself.
But damn me...most of the days I end up thinking, I'm losing one more day of my youth and what am I actually doing? Am I doing what I am supposed to do? Am I in the right path or I am deviating too much?
But again I think I don't even know what's gonna happen to me the very next moment...specially when those huge earthquakes attack and I'm alone in my tiny room I feel is this moment worth living for? Am I thinking too much?
May be I am thinking too much about myself which I shouldn't definitely do...I can see there are so many people who are living in the worst situation in this world. They have a 'life' and I have a 'life'. They are fighting every moment to survive in this cruel world and at least I know I am able to live by my own.
And I hate the fact that some people have to admit their lives just because they are not born as a fortunate one in this society, like the child whose father is a rickshaw puller or whose mother is a sex worker. Could he or she decide how his or her life would be?
We are not given the power to choose our family, we cannot decide how we will look, we cannot land from heaven to the country we want to live in, we don't decide to have a white or black skin either. Then why do we discriminate people depending on all these factors? Why do we make life so complicated?
Yeah..the more I think about these all the more I feel dizzy cause I know I cannot solve any of these problems alone. What I can do at best is educate and train myself to be a better person.
But then another me comes out who cries over the trifling matters of life. Yeah, I know there are hundreds and thousands of people living in this world. Everyone cares himself or herself the most...no one really gives a shit at what I am or how I am. But why would not I think about the tiny problems of my life? I have got only one life.....
Or how about finding some way to split up my life and share with as many lovely people as possible? I know I have one life and I want to enjoy it to it's best but I don't wanna grow up as a selfish, materialistic person....may be it's not worth crying over one personal problem...I will collect the smiles of hundreds and erase my pain with those...that's how I want my rest of the life to be...
A question probably you shouldn't try asking yourself.
If you're feeling vulnerable then you might wanna avoid this question.... that's what I tell myself.
But damn me...most of the days I end up thinking, I'm losing one more day of my youth and what am I actually doing? Am I doing what I am supposed to do? Am I in the right path or I am deviating too much?
But again I think I don't even know what's gonna happen to me the very next moment...specially when those huge earthquakes attack and I'm alone in my tiny room I feel is this moment worth living for? Am I thinking too much?
May be I am thinking too much about myself which I shouldn't definitely do...I can see there are so many people who are living in the worst situation in this world. They have a 'life' and I have a 'life'. They are fighting every moment to survive in this cruel world and at least I know I am able to live by my own.
And I hate the fact that some people have to admit their lives just because they are not born as a fortunate one in this society, like the child whose father is a rickshaw puller or whose mother is a sex worker. Could he or she decide how his or her life would be?
We are not given the power to choose our family, we cannot decide how we will look, we cannot land from heaven to the country we want to live in, we don't decide to have a white or black skin either. Then why do we discriminate people depending on all these factors? Why do we make life so complicated?
Yeah..the more I think about these all the more I feel dizzy cause I know I cannot solve any of these problems alone. What I can do at best is educate and train myself to be a better person.
But then another me comes out who cries over the trifling matters of life. Yeah, I know there are hundreds and thousands of people living in this world. Everyone cares himself or herself the most...no one really gives a shit at what I am or how I am. But why would not I think about the tiny problems of my life? I have got only one life.....
Or how about finding some way to split up my life and share with as many lovely people as possible? I know I have one life and I want to enjoy it to it's best but I don't wanna grow up as a selfish, materialistic person....may be it's not worth crying over one personal problem...I will collect the smiles of hundreds and erase my pain with those...that's how I want my rest of the life to be...
