Teach Them A Lesson

Prologue

It's ironic how you fall in love with a person you didn't think you'd even like.

They say that there's a thin line between love and hate. I'd never really given much thought to this statement, that was, until I met him. This was not the only thing that I learned from him. Actually, half of the spiritual things, that have made me the wise girl today, are taught by him while the remaining half are from my therapist. You see, my therapist isn't exactly the type of person who cares anyway. I bet, she's just running around with other patients, saying the exact same things that she says to me everyday. At the end of the day, it's her job to fill her patients' brain with all the emotional crap, lead them to think that they can be something better in life. She's just doing her work..and this is what her work wants her to do.

After all, we are all born to abide by the rules. That's the weird thing about life, it's not the society keeping us in control, neither the government nor the people.

It's the fear of being caught, of being called the abnormal, it's the fear of being the outcasts. That's why we do what they tell us to. We study and work our ass off till we graduate and then we think about life-of how we live the rest of our days because there won't be anyone to support us, we start to think aobut the things what a normal eighteen-year old will think of, not about partying, or about the fun or about enjoying. We need to think of life, of what we want to be or of how we can be reamarkable, how we support our family and finally, we get married have kids and then work to give them proper education-proper life. And slowly, you retire.

And only at those moments of solitude, you'd look back and see all the stuffs that you could've done. All those mistakes that could've been undone and those people whom you were grateful to but never bothered saying "Thank You". Those people whom you had hurt so many times but never said a word of comfort. And in the second you realize these things, all you can do is regret. 

 It is a real sad thing that people spend half of their life regretting the past and the other remaining half in thinking about the future. That's the problem with us. We forget tha 'now' was yesterday's tomorrow and 'now' is tomorrow's yesterday. We forget that 'now' is the moment that we spent planning about in the past and 'now' is the moment that we are going to regret tomorrow. So, why think about the past and why worry about tomorrow?

 It's a question that is a mystery, not only to me, but maybe to the whole world. But my guess is that, this phenomena of the past, the present and the future is something that has been passed down to us from a very long generation. That's why it's a habit that cannot easily get rid of. After all, bad habits die hard, don't they?

They do.

And I know this not because I've heard so many old people complaining about their life but because I used to be one of those people who would look back and think 'Why did I do that?' or 'I wish I could undo it.' and one of those people who would take a look at her marksheet and think 'Shit! My life is gonna be hell when Mom grounds me, how could I get such low marks..I think I did fine..'.

You see, we are the copies of what our society wants us to be, of what our family, our country expect us to be. But that's not us.

 An unimaginable art of beauty cannot be thrown into the trash can, now, can they?  And trust me, we all are a piece of unforgettalbe art. 

We are born in this world to make mistakes, not to fake perfection. We were all born originals. So, why die as a copy?