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Ever wonder if a person who rides a rickshaw all the time is not annoyed with his life?
Again, I think about the person who has been sewing all day, isn't he annoyed?
Isn't it annoying for a street child to look for plastic items on the street?
They have annoyance. Yet the struggle for survival. The meaning of life is different for those who are constantly suffering from chest pains and walking with a smile on their face. This hard work, this fight for these two handfuls of rice, maybe this is life.
Let's talk about the life of middle class people. Their desires, dreams mean rate to all reality. He spends most of his life for his family and siblings. The meaning of their lives may be different again. Lately, when I think about all this, how confusing it all seems. Again, the color of life changes through struggle. People are happy. Poor people become rich, rich people become poor. The middle class may be the middle class again. That's it. Today someone is rich, tomorrow someone is poor. Life goes on, like life. But the war has to be fought by everyone. Someone wins or loses.
Fifty years from now, there will be a society in the world that will find the meaning of life in an electric car, a mobile and an eighty square foot apartment.
The life of those who think so is very colorful, very dreamy.
And just at that time there will be some very powerful people on the other side of the world who will actually teach these seemingly caged people to think of their lives as great, colorful and dreamy with an electric car, a mobile and an eighty square foot apartment in their hands.
Finding the meaning of life is life. This is the opinion of many. But, those who enjoy life do not find life but create life.
You will understand by looking at the street children on the side of the road. Life means struggling to survive.
In fact, one sees life individually. And the vision of seeing everyone is not the same.
