We humans are a very unique creature on the planet Earth. We live a LIFE, a word which everyone depicts a different meaning out of it. We spend all our time trying and aspiring to achieve something, to be something which we are not rather than cherishing about what we are.
We know that there’s something better we can do, there’s a soul out there which is not us but rather someone what it wishes to be. Always rushing trying to win the rat race; forgetting that even if we win the rat race we’ll still be the Rat.
Roy a movie which couldn’t be depicted and understood by the mass audience, rats, so they named it Confused movie. However, from my perspective it had a great lesson to teach to all of us. Think about it this way! Who are we? Don’t think like the dutiful son of your mother or the sincere employee of your boss try to discover who are you? Are you living a life that others wish you to live?
Let me tell you the answer, yes, but you would never admit the fact. We always run from the bitter truth and harsh realities of life. Seldom do people live the life they wish to live, otherwise you see them striving hard to keep up the life that others want them to portray.
Stories, dreams, imaginations are boundless your brains have no boundaries they can wonder carelessly all over just like a the stupid writers pen that cries out everything out without thinking about the margins of the paper. The pain hits the writer’s heart, the pen bleeds and the pain is inflicted on the paper. Poor paper, just like a mother, ready to embrace all the griefs and outshine its victim with a wonderful story to win him accolades.
Maybe that’s what make the writers different, they don’t care about the status quo they live several lives in one, life which they aspire to live they craft it on a paper and the world cherishes about their imaginations.
It might be hard to digest, take it this way, and glance over the past of your life. All the hardships, the achievements, the failures, the broken hearts and incomplete dreams. You can turn your life too in to a novel but we don’t have the guts to show it the people. Writers push it to that extra mile.
That’s what it’s all about so simple yet too complex to digest. In case someone finds the meaning of life, please meet me, as I m still trying to find it out.