Thoughts on Life
by Saudah Munshi
People don’t exist to save you, nor do they exist to listen to you. You are nobody. Don’t get me wrong, I am not denying your existence. Surely, there’s a Creator and his creations are the very proof of that. You exist to others when their eyes are open. They can see you, but do they ever hear you? For once they close their eyes, you perish, you don’t exist to them. Regardless of how strong the vibration of your words that travel through to their ears. To them, you are alive but not living. No one really listens to you. Because we all only think about ourselves.
The world is smaller than we perceive it to be. By reason, we just collide and bump into each other. There is no real purpose as to why you met someone--it was merely a coincidence. They may enter your life at your lowest, and innately you attach a purpose to them. “We are meant to be.” Right? Though if that very same person had appeared at an insignificant moment, you wouldn’t have regarded them as your soulmate. We value those who save us, and we love to be loved in return. But in reality, in the long run, this information won’t ever come in handy.