"What?" is my best friend.
Be it when i wake up in the morning, or dress up for office; when i am sitting in the bus, or walking up the hill.
"What?" is my constant companion.
"What am i doing this for?", is what i usually ask myself. "What is it that i seek?", "What is it that i want?", "What will it give me?", "What nonsense?".
"What?". Is there something wrong with me? Am i a failure? I question myself on what i put myself through everyday. I see myself decay and deteriorate; weary and abused. What with all the empty promises people make, i end up still trying to figure out what made me do all this.
Desolate, my heart lies. I am deprived of the human touch. Friends seem far away, though pleasant smiles frequent around. I see my life in a new light. Away from all comfort, away from those childish days. I seem to be utterly lost.
"Why?". "Why am i bereaved?". "Why should i think i lead a meaningless life?". I should be happy rather. I am an individual now. I will be what i make of myself.
"Why?". "Now that the day was not as bad as i thought it would be, why do i moan everyday?"
There is a whole new world left for me to conquer, a vainglorious and egoistic world. I am an achiever, i have set my sights high. There is no turning back, I've embraced my new life and i will come out good. I will come out jubilant.
God helps those who persevere. Persevere in virtue and diligence.