At some point, this world will seize to exist for being who you are. Everyone got an agenda, I have yet to meet a single person who doesn’t have one. My mom had it, my father had it. My mom wanted me to be a successful person. I was young when she died, I am sure she wanted me to have top marks in the exam and a good job with a decent life.

My father had a totally different meaning for success. He never once asked me to pass any exams or get a good job. He asked me to be happy for what you are. In his last days, he would visit me and spend some time with me. I had witnessed his memory goes slipping. The last time he saw me, he emphasized that I get a job somewhere and be happy.

What can they do? I was their child. When My dad died, I wasn’t sad, I was, in fact, happy that he no longer lives in this miserable world. What is my agenda for this life? Thirty years had passed, so many ideas. Ideas change, as I do myself.

No longer I judge what is right and wrong, or should I say, I gradually losing the grasp of the idea of right and wrong. I find it is much more peaceful to observe the others’ agenda. I only decide whether to participate or not on that agenda, that’s all.

I participate or not, which might make me a bad person or a good one in someone’s perspective – that is ok, you decide and I will agree.

But I always keep asking one question. “Is that all to this life?”. I messed around, I am not perfect, but can you understand what I am saying? I don’t know; I will let you decide that.

One thing is true, as far as I am concerned, if I am going down without ever finding the purpose of this life, why be an asshole about it?

Remember who you are, and what you are capable of. The world will seize to exist for being who you are at some point, yes, but you dont need to bring down the flames upon it no matter what happens in your life…

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