Always, we are told to be independent, to not always count on others whenever an unwanted incident comes up. However, one can never stand the loneliness when it strikes our hearts, be it when we are surrounded by people or when we are left alone at one corner. We need someone at desperate times; a lover who shares part of our souls, a friend who is there by our sides and a family who warms our hearts. How independent can we be when we can’t even overcome the loneliness which has the capability of swallowing one’s soul? How independent are we when we always seek for company, even when we come to a place unknown? How independent should we be when we are either the lone wolf or the last person on earth? We are the dependent creatures, who need support and help in order to be successful in our careers; who cry alone in the dark when we know we have no one to count on; who always look for the familiar faces on the streets though it is unlikely for us to meet one. Perhaps it is a belief that being independent is a form of power, where we can survive by our own and not being a burden to the others. Perhaps it is simply a state of hypnosis where we refuse to accept the fact that we are dependent and not as tough as we think we are. Maybe it is us who are trying hard to be as strong, maybe it is our need that we want to be independent or maybe it is just us, wanting to be the almighty and ignore the weaknesses we possess.
