Life is not at all happy. Even if we show kindness to others and sacrifice our lives for those whom we hold dear, still we will find ourselves at the losing end... being misplaced, being deprived... and being abused.
I should learn how to care less of others and learn more how to think of myself.
Even the meaning of love is being exploited by others. Love too is being used by some people to win someone's trust. They have created a type of "love" to win the hearts of the women. Or, probably, history has not changed much. It is very sad to accept this but this is how I see it now.
Life is not at all as how I thought it was. Life is sad. Life is lonely... I have heard from someone too, that one teacher stated that her mission in life is almost finished. A short statement enough to assess the meaning of her life as a human being and a well respected teacher.. It is really very sad to hear this because, as I believe, life should have a wonderful meaning but her words tell us a story which is sufficient enough for us to understand.
At this point, I am scared now, so scared... I so wish to be happy but happiness seems so unreal.
Like a flower... life too has a sad end.