Life: A Story | ✔

Introduction

Starting a story is hard, so forgive me for my clumsy attempt. From what I've seen, and that too often, the beginning of a story is supposed to be some kind of introduction.

I would've given an introduction too, but, unfortunately, I've not the right address with me, nor the right name.

However, different people have different notions about me, and they often like to call me Life.

I'm what they perceive me to be. I give a part of me over to people, who want to come into this world. By doing so, they come to live, and I go hand in hand with them.

Now, I'm sure you guys have an idea about me since I'm part of you as well.

I've been through so many phases with people, and experienced many emotions with them, be it high or low. But what affects me is the way they see me.

Some are very happy with me, while some are sad; some are angry, while some are content; some are getting by the day's routine, bearing with me just for the sake of it, but some are hopeful too.

Then there are some who are trying to make me better for themselves, trying hard to achieve what they want, but some are so depressed they are trying to get rid of me too.

Some are tired of me, and some are dissatisfied. Some embrace me so hard, I'm forced to meet death sooner rather than later.

I can't say which amongst these are you. But the chances of you being in the last category is very thin, as I've had the luck of meeting these kinds of people only a few times myself.

Now, you must be thinking why am I ranting so much? Because I'm here to tell you guys my version of a story that affected me in more ways than one.

So without further ado, let's dive in. 

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