When one says there’s nothing to be afraid of, it doesn’t mean that the others are not afraid and similarly, when one thinks that what he has said wouldn’t offend anyone else, it might not seem to be the same towards others. Is one counted as kind hearted as he said he is, when he would have chased away the birds nesting in the garden if he didn’t take them as good luck charms? Does one really care for the environment as he said he is, when he doesn’t mind leaving the car outside, releasing the carbon monoxide into the air? Does one know everything as he said he is, when talking is all he does? How much can we do to please the others and pleasing ourselves in the same time? How perfect one wants to be to be the so called perfect? How many times we want to go through tones of regrets before we are to regret being regret? What does it mean when we are to label ourselves as failures? What does it not mean when one chooses to remain quiet, not saying a word when he has the right to do so? What else can be done if we are to give up our decisions, our choices, along with our lives?
