It is safe to say that all of our lives have been different from what we expected. Some of us had to unlearn what we thought life was as we continue this journey. With time, we find more about ourselves and our life, especially when we become independent enough to see the world through the lenses of our own conscious influenced by our surrounding, whether it is intentional or unintentional.
I find life exciting; intimidatingly and curiously. It is not just a fascination surrounded around mere uncertainty, but in the unknown depth of our minds and emotions. The capability we human beings possess, yet our discipline and timid nature that keep ourselves from taking action; good or bad. Ever wonder while reading a book how the author came up with such a unique idea and developed it so well to keep the readers ‘hooked’? A story, whether fictitious or not, is not just a written story, but a glimpse or a short tour into the mind of author and the circumstances that led them one day to pen down on a great story as such. If we were all the same, the stories we share and write would have been similar. The unique stories we write is a solid evidence of our individuality and the most beautiful thing about it is that through our differences we find our own way to connect with each other.
