To be or not to be?
Is it better to live or die? That’s the meaning of the probably the best-known line from all drama or literature. Certainly, if anyone is asked to quote a line of Shakespeare this is the one that first comes to mind for most people. It is, of course, from Shakespeare’s play Hamlet.
Who are we?
What’s the purpose of this life when everything is preplanned by the Almighty?
Does making peace with our past helps present not getting screwed up?
Is it true that time heals almost everything?
Should we believe no one is the reason of our happiness, except ourselves?
We have no idea what is ones journey all about. We know we shouldn’t compare our life with others & not judge anyone. Then why do we still do it?
The problem is, about this world, we have questions. Millions and then some. And sometimes these questions shouldn’t be answered and they should let be.
What to say when there are no words left?
Where’s the day when the sun finally sets?
Who’s to say that today cant be the day?
Why me?
If I could see, where do I place myself in this world?
If I could walk, how many steps till I get my success?
If I could speak, what would I say to the people?
If I could move, where would I need to be at the right time?
If i could love, who would be the one to take my breath away?
If I could fly, how many wonders will I pass by?
If I reach out, would anyone reach back?
If I called out, would someone listen?
If I fall, would anyone catch me?
If its possible, why can’t we try?
Is the dark enough to keep someone away?
Do you really feel life?
Why does it seem so hard sometimes?
Did you ever want to hold someone?
How can you teach your heart, not to feel anything?
When one knows they wont be able to keep a promise then why make it?
Is it any of our business what other people think of us? Should we care?
What would you choose, if you knew the choice was already made?
Who would you fight for, if the battle was already over?
Would you live, knowing you are already dead?
Should you keep trying, knowing you have already failed?
Would you walk, if you are already down on your knees?
Would you try to win, when you have already lost?
Would you try to be remembered, knowing you have already been forgotten?
Answers & Questions. Questions & Answers. They are all around us. Everyday. Every hour. Every second. They revolve within our very soul. With every answer comes another question. Who will have the guts to unearth them all? Who will want to know the whole story? Are we courageous enough? Are we willing enough to face the bitter truth? Who is worthy of being trusted with such priceless information?
Future. Will we be able to remember it?
When we know that all it’s is past?
We shouldn’t think too much. It’s alright not to know all the answers. Sometimes we just have to go with the flow of things. We never know what’s in store for us the next second. It’s alright to fearful. It’s alright to have questions. It’s alright not to have all the answers. It’s alright only till it doesn’t limit us from living a full life. It’s alright to take a leap of faith…
