Ever felt scared that you will never achieve anything remarkable?
Day by day, you fall back into the mould the world has set for you. You follow their rules. You wake up, you work, you sleep, you repeat till you die. You vanish, like you never existed, because you never did. To the billions of people in the world, you were just a blip; a woman you see on the train or street or park; a complete nobody who existed and then stopped existing.
Ever felt that?
You contributed nothing to the world. You could have. You had ideas. Half done portraits, incomplete scripts, discontinued projects. All the things you shoved under into your cupboard and promised yourself you would do another day. But another day never came, and you died.
You will not be remembered.