Life is Irrecoverably Wasted ...

To all the partners who walked out… Sometimes we all have our questions. We seek for answers and we don’t seem to find any. Was it meant so? Should we make mistakes again and again so that we finally would realize what we are doing wrong? Do we actually realize what we are doing to people who love us? Do we know what they feel? What can we see in their eyes? What does their smile tell us? Is their heart talking to us? Do we understand? Do we feel? Do we know? Do we want to know? Sometimes things don’t work out the way we have hoped. Sometimes we feel lost and confused. Sometimes we make wrong decisions. Sometimes… we hurt… Sometimes… we don’t know that we hurt. And sometimes it is too late to change things. This article is for someone… someone like you or me, someone the next door, someone you know or someone you used to know. Read it and see if you can recognize yourself here. When she got to know you, you were there to understand her mind. When she liked you, you reached out and...

Every day is a battle. Every. Single. Day. It starts the moment you struggle yourself out of your bed in the morning and ends in the late evening when your seemingly restless mind finally gives up to sleeping. Every minute of the day you fight. You fight your own fears, your insecurities. You try to be the best in everything you do. Each task, each assignment. You are trying to find who you are, where you belong. You search for the answers, and when you don’t find them, your mind creates new questions and then even more of them. You struggle against uncertainties. You fight for the better future. You are who you are but you know you can be more than that. And you are trying to prove it. To prove that you are good enough. To prove that you can achieve whatever you want to. You are setting goals. And to get near them is a small battle in itself. Each one of them. During the day you pull yourself through dozens of small fights. And at the end of the day, you are exhausted, overloaded ...