Morning we wake up and everything goes fine that day.
The next morning whatever we do, it just becomes worse.
We want something, we get it.
We want something, and somebody else gets it.
We assume responsibility and others tell us it’s merely our duty.
We love somebody and he/she loves us back. But then we go our separate ways.
We don’t love somebody and end up living with them.
I get appreciated for my work today but then I am scolded tomorrow.
What amuses me today bores me tomorrow.
I detest doing something and ends up doing it some other time.
At times, everybody else seem to act in an unfair way towards us.
Sometimes we are happy with our life. Many a times we wonder what a mess we have made of our life.
We hate a person, and talk sweetly to him/her when we see.
People expect you to do things which they themselves won’t do when placed in our shoes.
There are times we love our family. And there are times we want to be alone.
Everything seems pointless at times. And we are full of zest the next hour.
Things don’t happen as we plan. Things happen as we plan.
Life is full of controversies. Events happen. And the subsequent reactions. Sometimes, I am very buoyant to be alive. Sometimes, I wonder what I am doing with my life. However, as I read somewhere, “it’s merely life”.
Life just unfolds itself. What is the point in making sense of anything? What is the need? As I read in a book:
“Are you able to breathe?”
“What more can one ask of life?” she whispered