D O N ' T || a collection of writings

Desolate

I haven't been here in a long time.

A year, perhaps.

But does it truly matter how long I have been away?

Would people remember that i used to breathe the air around here?

Would they pause in their tracks for a moment to wonder what happened to the person who lived in this very community?

As I ponder over these groundless thoughts, the days still go on. Hours still pass by. The sun still rises, and the sun still sets.

Do all these matter, actually?

Whether I was a protagonist in your movie, a supporting character, or a role one does not bother about.

Did it matter?

Does it still matter?

Wandering aimlessly along this path called 'Life', it's only human to ponder our purpose for existing, what we're meant to do on this planet that we are born and raised in.

Is our life here just a fraction of our journey? Is it just a dream?

What exactly are we supposed to do here?

To make a difference, small or big?

Maybe to love those around you?

Or be successful in one's life?

Will we ever have the answer to all these queries?

I'm not sure.

Maybe you will, one day.

But for now, let's take things a step at a time. Don't rush to discover these answers, as it will come naturally, like how the raindrops fall and hit the ground, like how the sun always rises whether or not you had a good day, like how the birds still chirp to one another and like how gravity pulls us towards the earth.

Life still goes on, no matter how much or how little you worry.

Make the best of the time you have left as life is way too short to ponder upon unpleasant things.

Get out there, and live your life in a way that makes you happy despite your circumstance.

I'll see you soon.