Views on life

If life is a battle..

... then why do we frown every time things doesn't go our way? Why do people around us ferociously belittle and judge us whenever we make mistakes? Why do we hurt ourselves even harder whenever things seem to be a constant uphill battle? Why can't people comfort us and say that we must learn from our mistakes and never put ourselves down, all the time? Why must people offend and discriminate us by labeling us a complete moron or a total loser? Why must people always be skeptical whenever we say that we want to improve ourselves? Why can't there even be a slight benefit of a doubt? Life is a battle, and within it are numbers of war. We can't be wining all the time, so what's wrong with losing a few? Does our own life must always be dictated by others? Do we always have to be norm? Do we always have to be in line with the society? Does a little rebel or a little anarchy inside of us can be that devastating? Why can't we follow our own heart, and decide for ourselves what is wrong and what is right? Do we always have to take things seriously? Must everything be only business? Do we have to be so uptight? Do we really have to be stern with ourselves? Do we always have to silence those whispers that came from our heart? Can't we let ourselves lose a little to gain a little? Can't we sometimes yearn for a little break from the hustle and bustle of life? Can't we cut a little slack for ourselves?

If life is a bitch...

... then why are there so many beautiful things that lay around us? Can't we sometimes see the bright side of life? Does everything have to so depressing, all the time? Can't we laugh a little? Can't we view the life in different angles? Can't we see the beauty of the happenings that revolve around us? The sweet smile of our loves one, the sound of laughter when siblings get together, the content-looking eyes of our parents, the blooming of flowers outside our house, the affections shown by our pets, the comforting sight of an elderly couple sitting in their local kopitiam while changing years of love and affection that can be truly understand by them, the sight of happiness that is produced on the children playground, the satisfactions we get when we get a praise or a pat in the back when we did a good job, the joy of a wedding, the mutual respect and bond we gave birth to on an unorthodox places such as in a futsal court or during a camping trip, the harmonic sound that came out from our guitars whenever we pluck a note or strum a chord, the elated feelings we experienced when our loves one gives us a call saying how much they miss and love us, the sense of relief whenever we inhale air and knows that we are still alive. Do all of this escape our daily observation and went unnoticed all the time? Do we always have to view the negative side of our life and be stressed about it? Don't we have a choice? Can't we sometimes pause for a while and let our arms wide open for anything and anyone?

If life is a playground...

... then why can't we be happy all the time? Why can't we play and enjoy ourselves? Why can't we take any task and turned it into an enjoyable occasion? Why can't we be nice with another? Why can't we play along well with each other? Why must we throw hatred, discrimination, anger, rage, jealously, envy, gluttony, and others negative acts and thinking into the mix? Where is the love, respect, sweetness, affections, sugar and spice? Why can't we tolerate each other? Why must we always have to fight? Why can't we accept others' advantages and won't be judgmental about others' disadvantages? Why can't we be happy for others? Do we always have to be selfish? Do we always have to criticise others all the time? Are we really that cruel? Why must we always have something to nag about things but won't be nice once in a while? Do we always have to live in despair? Why can't we be a nice person? Why not?

Right now you must be thinking, what is wrong with me? Why must I be judgmental about everything? Why can't I be content and happy about my life?

This is not how I see my life. This is how you guys out there see your life. Am I right? Don't lie. Some people told me this all the time.

Life is what you want to see it. If you it is depressing, it is. If you think life is hard, it is. If you think life is wonderful, it is. If you think life if beautiful, it is. If you think life is giving the best to you, it is. If you think life is so stressful and full of problems, it is. What life is, is an eternal question that will not be answered by others either than yourself. You decide how your life is. If I were to tell you that your life's suck, do you believe me word by word? Do you let others judge your life? Do you let others decide for you whether your life is great or fucked up?

If you do, your life does suck. Period.

I'm not here to tell you how to live your life. Or to be a judge about your life. That would be immorally presumptuous.
I'm here to let you decide for yourself.

"If you don't know what you want, you will end up with a lot you don't"