Hope Is A Good Thing
October 30, 2017
It is my 22nd birthday today. Wishes are pouring in from all sorts of people in all sorts of media - phone calls, text messages, social media posts. But guess what, it does not excite me anymore. All that matters is the genuine wishes of the few people I really care for. Until a few weeks ago, life hasn't been exactly what you would call, beautiful. It was not like the bright sunny morning that fills you with certain enthusiasm to get things done, rather it was like a gloomy cloudy day that brings time to a standstill and does not let you get out of the bed. To better phrase the feelings here, I would quote Jack Kerouac, "I forgave everybody. I gave up. I got drunk", except I did not drink myself to ruins. But I had given up. And nobody mattered except a few good people you are lucky to have by your side, and you do not have to worry about them because they are there to stay.
However, quite recently, through some personal experiences, I came to realize that whenever life stops making any sense, when you reach the verge of giving it all up and stop caring anymore, at that exact point of time you gather the courage to do something you never thought you could do, probably because now you've got nothing to lose, and I promise you that it will always bring you something great in life. I say so because it did happen for me, and that's why I believe it could happen to anyone who is staring at the brink of emptiness. After a really long time that seems like ages to me, life once again showed that no matter how dark the clouds are, there is always sunshine behind it, and sooner or later, the clouds will fade away for the light to shine brightly. Happiness has smiled upon me and I'm once again filled with hope for a better tomorrow, for hope is a good thing, perhaps the best of things and no good thing ever dies.
Other than that, just listen to the Beatles and let it be...
It is my 22nd birthday today. Wishes are pouring in from all sorts of people in all sorts of media - phone calls, text messages, social media posts. But guess what, it does not excite me anymore. All that matters is the genuine wishes of the few people I really care for. Until a few weeks ago, life hasn't been exactly what you would call, beautiful. It was not like the bright sunny morning that fills you with certain enthusiasm to get things done, rather it was like a gloomy cloudy day that brings time to a standstill and does not let you get out of the bed. To better phrase the feelings here, I would quote Jack Kerouac, "I forgave everybody. I gave up. I got drunk", except I did not drink myself to ruins. But I had given up. And nobody mattered except a few good people you are lucky to have by your side, and you do not have to worry about them because they are there to stay.
However, quite recently, through some personal experiences, I came to realize that whenever life stops making any sense, when you reach the verge of giving it all up and stop caring anymore, at that exact point of time you gather the courage to do something you never thought you could do, probably because now you've got nothing to lose, and I promise you that it will always bring you something great in life. I say so because it did happen for me, and that's why I believe it could happen to anyone who is staring at the brink of emptiness. After a really long time that seems like ages to me, life once again showed that no matter how dark the clouds are, there is always sunshine behind it, and sooner or later, the clouds will fade away for the light to shine brightly. Happiness has smiled upon me and I'm once again filled with hope for a better tomorrow, for hope is a good thing, perhaps the best of things and no good thing ever dies.
Other than that, just listen to the Beatles and let it be...
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