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 What is life?

Life is not knowing what life is.
Life is seeing someone acing their game and  sighing “what a life!”
Life is getting frustrated at every hurdle you come across and cursing “what kind of life is this?”
Life is watching ‘Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara’ and resolving to take bold decisions because YOLO.
Life is returning to being your own self the next morning.
Life is working towards a dream and reassuring yourself, again and again, that it will come true…one day.
Life is waking up one day to a horrible realisation that it is a slow journey towards a very sure death.
Life is becoming  oblivious about mortality and taking things for granted.
Life is never ending pursuit of ever eluding happiness.
Life is seeing your beliefs change, sometimes, to the very contrary.
Life is throwing a bunch of crap about what life is when one Sunday noon you are bored af!

P.S. -  क्या है गर ज़िन्दगी का बस न चला
          ज़िन्दगी कब किसी के बस में है
                             - जौन

          

 

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