a small token of happiness (15th July 2021)
did anyone ever teach you that the shine of the sun today is not the same as yesterday? and the chirping of the birds is not the same either. the hours were different too, although they were illusioned to seem alike.
thus is the tragedy of life.
a beautiful tragedy of every second being unlike the other.
why do i think it is a tragedy? simply because we lose it all too effortlessly as though it is useless to cherish.
you might then ask: what huge difference does a second hold from another of its kind?
the same that you and i share; we are all human beings, what difference then should be within us that categories us into various genders and ethnicities?
the yesterday that you lost without a single thought of utilising it to your benefit will never return. but the same mistake cannot be repeated.
yesterday's uniqueness will not return but let not the guilt eat away your today.
be satisfied with what you have right now and make these hours and minutes the most worthwhile.
the "you" you saw yesterday and the "you" you see today are different as well.
which is why you are precious because in today's world, you lose yourself more than you gain.
