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Come, let's satisfy others !

By the term 'living', I mean to live as I am or being myself. It is to recognise and experience my space in this life without affecting any others badly. 

I think, all other animals except humans do consider their own species. But that doesn't seem to happen very often with humans. We are surrounded by human beings who fail to recognise another human being. Not completely ; if only partially recognised...!


In my opinion, the main reason for this is that, from the day we're born to the day we die, we live our lives to satisfy others or we're taught to do so. We are being taught by certain people that, what we should fear the most is another human, being a social animal. 

Children are made to be afraid of their parents ; or the kind of action to be feared comes from them. Then the teachers, society, religion...the list of those we should fear and satisfy goes on...!


Anyone reading this post would certainly have been judged by others for your body, clothes, speech or action. Somewhere in lives, we would have been judged on these aspects or even we judge others on these ! As far as I understood, it is the thought that others judge us, which make us to try satisfying them. Looking back, I was too the same before.


When we try to convince others, what we lose is nothing but ourselves ! Though we know that what we pretend is not actually us, such 'trys' to be in others' good book make you think that this is how you should be or you can only live like this.


"This is me 
This is the life I wanted
I truly live for myself"
I don't know how many of you could say this without faking. Like, literally !

In fact, to say that they 'live' to satisfy others itself is a wrong statement. The truth is that no one who fakes their life or their happiness is actually 'living' ; they just pretend !


Live life to the fullest ; be yourself and be that well. It's just one life, one chance and make it up with zero regrets...

Wishing you all to have good day.

Thanking you :)

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