A life just about ordinary
Who are we to judge anyone; we are not even equipped enough to judge ourselves. Do we really know and understand what we want from life? What we want to do? Where we want to head towards? So, when we are so clueless about our own life, who are we to analyze about someone else? Life throws you at junctures, it challenges you to pick yourself up, it sometimes take you to a high unimaginable, and sometimes it just dumps you without the life-giving air to breath. Funnily, the essential air is always missing even when you are at a height or at the lowest ebb. So, should we be content with our mediocre life? What is so wrong in being ordinary? Why is there a need to be someone? Why can’t I just walk as filler among the multitude, who reek of daily labor? I often ask myself, am I extraordinary? Am I someone special? Am I different from others? Yes, in some way I am unique, I am different, but then each one of us are. We are all unique in our own ways, each a single unit in this amazing cosmos...