I am thankful for the fire that burnt my dreams, which gave me the power to collect the ashes and make my worlds out of them. I want to live, but I want to be instigated first. So I know how delightful it is to see them witness your victory. I'm thankful for the words that hurt me, That gave me the audacity to prove myself. I want to fly, but I want to be put to the ground first. So I know how relieving it is to get myself away from these rotten grounds.
No one in this world is artless. We all know how to keep up appearances and be what we are actually not. We all know how to put a smile on our faces to confuse others, to let everyone believe the lips are shaped beautifully while the heart is aching unbearably.
We all know how to run for illusions while making ourselves a lie. We all know how to drive others into a pithole and then drag them out of it and let bygones be bygones. We all know how to turn an angel and how to turn a devil. We all know how to be a master and how to be a slave.
We all put up a mask on our faces according to the situation this life drags us into. Each one of us is an actor, turning his role moment to moment, from the second he comes into the second he ceases to exist. We all are players and this world is just a stage to showcase our art and tactics. Keeping up a number of identities in this one life, we are surviving. And we will continue this game till we are gone.
Till then, happy playing..
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LIFE