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Whose life are you living?

This is not just my story. This is the story of most of the people out there. We are told a lie at a very tender age, study properly in your school and college will be a cakewalk. When you finally enter college with a bag load of expectations and hope, you realise it is not the cakewalk it was promised to be. You endure, not that you had a choice, but you do it no matter what. Work hard and get a job. Everyone assures you, “Your life is now set. You will live happily ever after”. Do we?
We join our new job with a new set of expectations about being employed, doing the job we love, living the live we always wanted. An office with a beautiful view, wonderful colleagues with whom you get to collaborate and create magic. How many of these dreams comes true?
Within a few days you realise, this is not the glorious beautiful world you wanted to be in. Some how you have entered a rat race which doesn’t have an exit. So you keep running, harder, pushing yourself to the limits every time just to ensure one thing. The most important thing. Not to succeed. But to SURVIVE. The importance of that word cannot be stressed. It is a fancy world where “Survival of the fittest” is the rule we are taught at a young age, yet we realise it the hard way as we complete about a quarter century years on this planet. This is the point when we lose all hope. The quarter life crisis finally strikes. We stop living and start existing, surviving. Just like all the other rats running this race. No clue what is going on around you. Not sure who lives in the flat next to yours. Was this the way things were a few years back?
Think about your parents, grand parents. Were they happier than you are with less than what you had? That is what is wrong with this generation! What happened to that small kid who wanted to be a scientist, who wanted to be a pilot, the kid who wanted to be a teacher, a social worker? Are we pursuing the paths we really wanted to pursue all our lives? Are we doing the job we feel we are best at? Or are we stuck at the wrong place with a lot of social strings tying us in a way we never desired. We are all free yet bounded by various commitments in the form of invisible strings appearing out of nowhere.
Lets all just pause to take a deep breath, reflect and contemplate before we go back to our routine lives. Take a minute to enjoy the beauty of nature, listen to the birds chirping, feel the breeze of fresh air and truly enjoy the beauty of life. In this busy world, where everyone is chasing targets, lets take a step back and try to be a better person. Showing concern even to someone who is weak and has nothing to offer. Hoping for a better world where everyone has a good life.
Life is more than all those wonderful selfies you take with random beautiful people. It is blank and meaningless if all you have to yourself (not to the world) are those meaningless things you did during your time on this planet. Wake up and act now! The world needs you. It is to us and us alone that we have to answer in the end. Let us all make this world a better place.

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