Life is not about making choices. Life is simply about living.
Deep inside, I am a sentimental person. But harsh experiences in life have moulded me into a seemingly rational being. I have to learn to be strong in order to live on, in order for some others to live on. No doubt I look independent and tough. But it is tiring to be strong at times. I am not infallible and neither am I invulnerable. Not shedding tears on the outside does not mean one is not crying on the inside.
A strong person is often a lonely person. Because people forget you are only human.
Ironically, the person who probably knows me best in life is someone I have known for one and a half decades but never met. Maybe it is because we have never met that we could listen to each other's heart at close proximity without passing quick judgement based on how one appears to be. Sometimes, everything becomes more distinct and less complicated when you watch from a distance. Therefore, we should at times take a step back and look at life again from a different angle. And we should do the same when we deal with the people in our lives.
Life is short and it may be gone before we even realize it. I treasure everyone who has walked into my life. Our paths may have crossed only momentarily, but all of you have come into my life, sent from above.
The best things in our lives are free... no amount of money can ever buy them.
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