Life seems to be meaningless.... clueless... pointless..........
Is it when life starts hitting us so badly from all the right angles, from those right angles which we presumed to be perfect and best for us and for our lifetime. Those presumptions later on gives the feeling of curse, as if some major sins we have committed by just living our life the way we wanted. huh!! Its like whatever all we did, all are our wrong deeds and now we are facing all the repercussions and holding onto all the mistakes. That moment is the base when one gets into the state of delima whether they had acquired any meaning and importance of their own individuality and identity or "not." End of the day one looses nothing, neither gains anything in this process except the lessons by which they learn the brutal and actual facts and hardships of this life. All this gets us on the edge and push us downhill and downwards. That is when we struggle and fight to find our self, just us and no one else. From that edge then we realise that all the promises are just being made to be broken, all the conversations are done to be forgotten forever, all the love, affection only last for just few seconds. Everything was fake in other words everything can be just summed up in three lines that people changes really "fast", love does not "last" but still LIFE GOES ON.
So there is no need to take any crap from anyone. NO FURTHER, NO MORE. This way neither there will be any baseless arguments, allegations of being disloyal, tonts, nagging nor there will be the need of justifying your things and yourself. At least we wont feel contaminated and burdened with all the irrelevant issues...
Is it when life starts hitting us so badly from all the right angles, from those right angles which we presumed to be perfect and best for us and for our lifetime. Those presumptions later on gives the feeling of curse, as if some major sins we have committed by just living our life the way we wanted. huh!! Its like whatever all we did, all are our wrong deeds and now we are facing all the repercussions and holding onto all the mistakes. That moment is the base when one gets into the state of delima whether they had acquired any meaning and importance of their own individuality and identity or "not." End of the day one looses nothing, neither gains anything in this process except the lessons by which they learn the brutal and actual facts and hardships of this life. All this gets us on the edge and push us downhill and downwards. That is when we struggle and fight to find our self, just us and no one else. From that edge then we realise that all the promises are just being made to be broken, all the conversations are done to be forgotten forever, all the love, affection only last for just few seconds. Everything was fake in other words everything can be just summed up in three lines that people changes really "fast", love does not "last" but still LIFE GOES ON.
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