Don't all our hearts sing the same song? But come to think of it...

How happy are we in our lives? Or rather, are we Happy? I'm not sure if i am.

Truly speaking, I don't know what happiness is to me at this point of life. I meet friends, be happy, chat for hours. Back to myself, I feel incomplete.

I'm seeing this attitude since long, ever since I've grown up enough to know the world, to know what I mean to it and what it means to me.

I'm seeing this so much around me. It's so easy to be nice, sweet and sugary to the world, but so difficult to hold the same opinion about the world.

Why don't we live our lives? What are we all running after?

Is it achievement that's taking the joy out of our living?.... Or is it a living everyone's trying to make without realising the joys in their life. [....seems like I've made it complicated enough!]

Power, Pride and Possession... I see these things breathing shamelessly around me. Uhh... can't we all be grounded and just be nice...?

.... and not prejudiced about anything?

Why do we have to crib about our lives? Can't I be happy just for the while and enjoy it with all my heart?

Why did I wish to grow up as a kid, now I regret having grown up. It pains to see the innocence decay and die. The more I see of the world, the more I despise it.

Make me a child again, God!

- Sneha.