Adnan Farooqui

*Post contains mild language. Read at your own discretion.

Life, what is life? A synonym provided for the characteristic of being alive and breathing? Or is it merely a word attached to all the bad experiences in one's entire period of being alive? May be it is the existence of livings organisms in a certain environment or just plain torture we sculptures of clay have to face before departing for our creator. Life, by proper defined meaning is a characteristic that distinguishes objects that have self-sustaining biological processes ("alive," "living"), from those which do not. I beg to differ.

Looking at this from my point of view, I say life is that joy, that someone achieves all his hearts desire in this short span of time that he might not want to give it away, ever, only because of the fact that life has gifted him with so many creature comforts that one could possibly think about. To that person, life will be the only thing to worry about, to cling onto while facing a dangerous situation, and wishing to remain immersed in its pleasures till the creator actually calls the person to reunite with him. While for some stereotypical human beings life is the root of all the problems faced by them during their lifetime, it is the cause for their constant suffering at the hands of the many people that inhabit this planet of God. They think that the "blessing" of life is rather a curse; they would not hesitate if someone offered them to trade life for death. For them, the world is an exact replica of hell, or maybe even more traumatizing than the actual realities of hell. For them it may seem to be the place where for them, there is nothing but constant suffering and pain. Keep in mind, no infant is filled with hatred for life, it maybe those memories or experiences, that may develop inside him, the negative thoughts about why life has actually been bestowed upon him. The point to ponder over is that under what circumstances, are individuals of such sort, previously life loving, are injected with utmost hate for life.

For some, life is generous, on the other hand for some, well honestly speaking; Life fucks them squarely in the ass. The basic question, how? Life is no individual; life can't walk around hurting people's feelings and snatching their hearts desires from them. So why blame life? What people need to understand is that life does not bring all the unhappiness in your life, YOU yourself do. Life wouldn't give a rat's ass if you are on hash, coke, or dust, life wouldn't give a fuck if you are drunk, stoned or toasted every hour of the day. Here, arises another question, while it is quite obvious that many people use drugs just for the sake of using them, while in most cases the druggies are people who might have lost something or someone, who might not have been given what they wanted, so they resort to getting their minds in a numb state so that the can't feel the pains of life. Here is the obvious reason for blaming life, fucking up your own character in front of everyone then making excuses to shift the blame from unto you. Failing miserably in every fucking thing tried, just because of your incompetence and then blaming life for fucking up your life. People let their failures bring them down, they lose hope and give up too soon, you don't lose, you just find out new ways that do not yield the results that you require. Yes it is true that life is not a bed of roses, if it were a bed of roses we would all be handsome princes passionately fucking playboy playmates whenever we wanted. Motherfuckers! Where there is no pain, there is certainly no gain, even wrestlers takes punches at their groins just to earn a little cash, and believe you me, the pain is unbearable. (I speak from experience).

Well it is not entirely false that only you are not responsible for your ever so miserable life, even other people may have the bigger hand in making your life a living hell. Take Cinderella for example, I know it's a stupid example, but come on cut me some slack, she is a beautiful babe living with her step sisters (I may be wrong, I haven't actually read it) who make her life a living hell. There! Simple as that, even chicks in fairy tales think that their life is miserably fucked up till some gayish prince charming comes along and fucks their brains out. Apart from that, what is really meant to be conveyed here is that change is mandatory. You can't give a rose to everyone who sticks an iron rod up your ass every alternate day, you can make exceptions though. The thing is, change yourself with time, don't give a crap what people say about you, don't think what people say might be insulting to your dignity, in that case you actually get to know the people that surround you and label themselves as your friends, for example if one of your friends come up and says that they saw nude pictures of your fiancé online and man did she look busty! Well you just wouldn't go and tell your fiancé to fuck off, as a matter of fact; you'll just screw the person who made the comment in the first place. Same is the case with matters between friends; if you really honor the commitment of friendship you'd first make inquiries of something and then pursue the matter rather than going to their place and beating the fuck out of them that is if you are not one mentally fucked up ex army douche bag.

Coming towards the conclusion, what is to be deduced from everything that as been said above, well let me put it all in a nutshell. First of all, your life does not, I repeat DOES NOT fuck you in anyway, come to think of it, and it really can't, because it's fucking impotent! Second, don't blame life for anything that you did, are doing or will do at some point onwards. Third, giving up on something important to you, well honestly speaking, you'd be the biggest dick on earth to actually go that direction. Lastly, fourth, live your life the way YOU want to, be fucking selfish, and don't give a fuck about anything that others might say or think of you or your actions, as long as you are not living off somebody's scrapings, you're the master of yourself and nobody controls your life in this world. This is the thing which I call, Life.