Everyone is just a stranger.

Can we really know someone?
Can we really say we know a person inside out unless we understand what makes them 'them' and unless we know each tiny bit of what happened in their lives?
The more people I meet, the more I realize how little I know. About people. About the world.
When your friends come to you and share with you something that bothers them some trouble of their life and ask you for a solution you give them your advice just painting over the old tiny pieces collected from some small observation you made about them their life or from your own life. But is this right? When people ask you to enlighten a path for them should you really tell them what you think is right? Do you know enough about them to tell them anything at all..
Life is making me humbler. It is showing me each day I cant get more wrong if I judge people.
Judging anybody on what they say do or think is the worst mistake i can ever make.
It is impossible to say what makes someone what they are today
You might just never comprehend which incident not even nearly significant in their eyes and your eyes has changed them without even their realizing. There is no better waste of time than feeling jealous of anybody. What happens behind those Facebook posts and those nice happy pictures, the career they are celebrating or the love of life they are showing off - maybe it is all a facade or maybe it is the only thing in their life to celebrate or maybe it took a lot of pain to get there ..
Everybody has been fighting their own battles every day and each day when they sleep after making it through the day they are heroes of some story, of some form, of someone.
And everybody who goes to bed at the end of the day is still an epitome of a little hope, a little effort, a little chance, we are all taking on our lives that someday just someday we will get there. There, where we are free of pains, of the hurts and the struggles. From what I see maybe there is that place that will make you leave your aches behind but there is nowhere you will lose those scars of the struggles! Those scars are your story! The trail of the path you took, the footsteps you will leave behind.
And people say life is short! Maybe it is!
But try living it with the heartbreak and the hurt and a wound that still aches, you will know just how short life isn’t!  And in that long journey maybe we should all give up on the judgement. Judgments are the meanest ways of discarding the truth that we all know - That everything that happens to us changes us. It is changing me and you.

Ditch jealously. If we really had a chance to live each other's life we would never take up on it.  Maybe if you really had a choice to exchange your life with someone you just saw and envied you wouldnt do it in a thousand years. Because that is how little you know about their life. That is how many secrets this heart keeps hidden and how many demons those eyes conceal. And maybe fights we all are fighting are the only ones we can handle.

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