What is Life actually about? I wondered while cleaning the kitchen today…
Isn’t it about living and loving? Isn’t is about forgiving and forgetting? Believing, yet questioning? Taking risks and failing? Isn’t it about crying and laughing – both in joy and pain? I wonder. May be I will never find an answer to it, but may be this is what it is, additionally. Not finding all the answers, yet being satisfied and still trying your best to find some.
Having sleepless nights with no dreams, having nights with countless senseless dreams driving you insane. Sometime running behind success, sometimes letting it just go, as success isn’t the only destination. Falling in love, rising in break-ups. Marrying your love or enjoying solitude in its absence. Leaving your sanity behind walking into the darkness of sorrows. Embracing your dying dreams only to open your arms to joyous pleasures of new ones coming along. Letting your tears roll down in pain.
May be I am crazy, may be I am just living life, because this is what life is actually about? Hmm..
Indian Girl in Germany 