I believe in a lot of things. You call a person who believes in God a theist. You call a person who believes in a higher power an agnostic. But what do you call a person who strongly believes in many things?
Anything, everything, under the sun. Whatever floats my boat at that moment in time.
We all have that stranger in our lives. A stranger who used to be the one you would always be with at any time of the day. A stranger who used to be the one who meant all the world to you at one point in your life. A strange who used to be the person you planned your future with. Strangers who left but never really said goodbye.
I joined an essay writing contest last month but unfortunately I wasn’t able to qualify as a shortlisted winner. But I still want to share this. I still want a lot of people to read it, so I’m posting this here.
Imagine your life twenty, thirty, or even 50 years from now, what kind of future will you possibly live in?
I just don’t get the way people complain about why their lives are very miserable. Or the way they protest against something because our country is very stagnant. Or even the way they wonder why they failed on something they have done. I don’t know if these people are just unaware, or they are pretending not to know the very root of all these thoughts. Complacency.