Saturday, January 25, 2014

Life its all about being alone

You come into this world, and move out of it all alone, no idea as why you want to have someone when you live here. Its all about we adjusting with other either for money, comfort, enjoying life and we call it love. There is no space for individuality you slog for someone who doesn't not even think of you, but enjoys life sitting on you, you work hard thinking you are doing it for love sorry its not like that you are being used by person whom you think is your love.

Your life, your individuality is all compromised, and you give the name it was in my fate, why blame fate, there is a saying Two Fast Bowlers cant play as Opening Batsman so its like one uses the other, you feel life sucks, after all the slogging what is left with you is nothing its just all about getting used.

You feel happy that you are slogging to keep the most important person happy in life, but the other person is just using you and the best part its officially done by the so called social, cultural threads which are meare but so strong enough that you spend 50yrs of your life with in it and the day you realize there is nothing left in your body for you to do so its end of so called life with having lived for others with satisfaction that this is my life and i am happy as i am sacrificing it

Well no qualms with life, as long as you are financially good every one looks to you, you feel nice when you are financial strong but you still feel lonely hoping that there is someone who loves you for what you are, some lucky get it and some left out like me feel money is best friend, it may not get you true love but it still gives you everything you want.

13yrs back i was big zero financially, today happy to see a  6 figure as savings in my company account today yes i stand tall and strong but all alone, so decided to enjoy my loneliness its much sweeter, i may be sounding bit negative but its all about your perspective as its your life so chill maadi. BE BOLD BE STRONG BE HAPPY BE ALONE

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