Are You Breathing or Are You Living?

Life sometimes hit us with moments, charged with pain that it makes our soul shudder and we end up wishing that life filled with all those cheerful moments isn't worth to live through this charged moment of sheer pain. But, fact is, we keep on living, ignoring the pain, try to cover it with diversions of work, wine and facade of a happy face, till there comes a time when we forget what it is actually that we are running from. So we turn to philosophy, religion and nature. We talk, search, contemplate to find answers, hoping that some wise words would cure us. But after hours of mental masturbation we come to the conclusion, which we already knew, deep in our hearts.

There is no escape.

We cover ourselves with gloomy clouds of unfulfilled dreams, desires and misunderstood emotions. We wait for the sun to clear the clouds, for tide of time to turn, for luck to change our fate but nothing happens except, aging.

Don't wait, grab the problems by its balls. Old age will happen, time will run out.

Shit and past are not meant to be treasured, but flushed. the longer it stays, the more it stinks.

Flush the past filled with regrets. Start all over. Death spared no one, it won't make an exception. Everyone feels messed up sometimes or other in their life, those who don't, haven't lived, only breathed air in an out.

If we learn to differentiate between breathing to survive and living to flourish, most problems would be solved.